(Jack and the Beanstalk AU. Pypar x reader{platonic}, angst, violence, platonic fluff. The origins of the story are actually unknown but is usually contributed to Benjamin Tabart.)

"Beans?!" Sam cried in disbelief, "You sold the cow...for beans?!" Pypar shrugged a bit. "He said they were magic beans." The others groaned. "Magic beans? Come on, Pyp! I know you're a bit thick, but I didn't think you were that stupid!" Grenn scolded, making poor Pypar feel even smaller.

He was one of the youngest members of their little group that lived on the farm and admittedly, he still had moments of naiveté now and then. So when an older gentleman offered to trade the so-called magic beans for their old cow, Pypar agreed without much thought. Now he was on the receiving end of the disappointed looks from all his housemates.

Jon stared at the beans in his hand for a moment before shaking his head. "Plant 'em in the ground. Hopefully they grow quickly so we'll at least have something to eat." With that, Jon walked off to his bed, followed by the others. Each of them shook their heads at Pypar as they passed. At least Edd gave his shoulder a pat. As soon as everyone else was gone, Pypar went outside to plant the seeds. "Please work," he whispered before going to bed himself.

The next morning, Pypar was violently shaken by Grenn. He jerked awake, surprised to see all his friends crowded around him looking more frightened than he'd ever seen them. "What is it?" he asked. "What is it?" Edd repeated, "What did you do?" Edd pointed toward the window, prompting Pypar to look out. His eyes widened and he gaped openly. "They were magic!" he cried when his brain finally caught up to what he was seeing. He didn't even bother to wait for his friends as he pulled on his boots and ran outside.

Pypar only stopped running when he came to the base of a humongous beanstalk that stretched up to the sky only to disappear into the clouds. "Where do you think it goes?" Pypar asked to no one in particular." Probably nowhere. Let's cut it down. Maybe we can cook parts of it," Grenn stated from behind Pypar. Pypar shook his head. "I want to see where it goes." With his mind made up, he began hoisting himself up the stalk and ignored the calls of his name.

*time skip*

Pypar's arms burned with effort, but he was finally at the top of the beanstalk. He was a little wary about placing his weight on the cloud, but to his surprise it was sturdy. He sat down to catch his breath only to have it catch in his throat when he caught sight of a castle bigger than any he had ever seen in his life. A smile spread across his lips. Where there was a castle, there was usually treasure.

Pypar quickly made his way toward the castle. At first, he didn't know how he'd get in. It wasn't like he could open the doors. They were far too large. Lucky for him, there was a small hole in one of the walls most likely created by a mouse. He used that to find his way into the castle.

Inside Pypar was greeted with the sight of mountains of gold and every beautiful golden thing you could imagine. There was even a goose sitting in a nest full of golden eggs. The goose was asleep so Pypar took the chance to climb into the nest. The egg was about half his height and appeared to be solid gold. The money he could get for that would feed him and the others for months.

"What do you think you're doing?!" a voice rumbled above him. Pypar jumped and turned to see you standing over him. "Y-You're a gi-gi-giant. Giants!" You laughed, causing Pypar to nearly fall over. "And you're tiny. Not even enough meat on your bones for a snack. How did you get up here?" You held out your hand for Pypar to climb onto. You'd said he wasn't enough for a snack, so Pypar climbed into your hand and explained what had happened.

Pypar spent a large chunk of the day with you. You seemed nice, for a giant that could easily crush his bones into dust if you wanted to. Pypar told you stories and sang for you. He learned that giants had always been in the world above the clouds and had once had alliances with humans below. But the humans grew to fear the giants and chopped down all the beanstalks that connected the two worlds. Now, many giants were still holding grudges against the humans, including your father.

Pypar lost track of how long he'd been up there but the sound of giant footsteps approaching caused a look of fear on your face. "You have to leave. If my father catches you here, he will eat you." You grabbed one of the golden eggs and Pypar, quickly rushing over to the hole Pypar had come in through. "Go, my friend." Pypar didn't need to be told twice. He grabbed the egg and hurried as fast as he could out of the castle and back down the beanstalk.

It took hours, but Pypar finally made it back to the ground to find his friends preparing to chop the stalk down. "DON'T!" he demanded, showing them the egg. Their eyes widened. "Giants. There are giants in the sky!" Pypar exclaimed before telling them the whole story of what happened.

Weeks passed and Pypar climbed the beanstalk every few days to talk with you. Sometimes he came back down with new gifts and other times he didn't. He liked spending time with you. You were nice to him. You didn't think he was stupid or judge him for his mistakes. Still, every time your father came home, you would usher Pypar away as quickly as possible. Until one day.

When your father came home, you weren't paying attention as you were too engrossed in Pypar's story as he leaned against the golden harp. It wasn't until your father actually entered the room that you jumped up from your spot. You were unfortunately too late to hide Pypar. The pure anger and resentment on your father's face told the young man that he was indeed in trouble. Your father stormed out.

"Pyp, run. Take the harp and run. He's going to get his knife. He'll kill you. I'll hold my father off as long as I can. When you get to the ground, chop down the stalk." Pypar wanted to shake his head, but you gave him a stern look. "But, then I won't see you again," he finally said and your gaze softened. "I know, but at least you'll be alive." You picked him up gently and hugged him against your chest. When you let him go, you gave him the harp. "Now go."

Pypar couldn't remember the last time he'd run for his life so quickly. The muscles in his legs and arms burned, but he kept pushing himself. It didn't take your father long to realize that Pypar was gone and he came barreling out of the castle. Pypar scrambled down the stalk, hearing your father climbing down above him. The good thing was that because he was so small, Pypar could move faster than your father. Carrying the harp hindered him somewhat, but he kept pushing onward.

As always, his friends were waiting on the ground for him to return. But this time, the ground beneath them was shaking as the stalk moved from the giant's weight. "CUT IT DOWN!" Pypar screamed. Edd and Grenn wasted no time in running to grab the axes and begin chopping down the beanstalk. Jon and Sam joined in, as did Pypar once he was safely on the ground.

The five men swung their axes furiously. Pypar could almost hear his heart pounding in his ears as time ticked down. It seemed like hours, but soon the stalk was almost cut through. It was Pypar's final blow that sent the stalk tumbling to the ground and the giant along with it.

The five men all fell to the ground from the force of the giant's landing. The giant itself didn't move, not even a twitch. He was dead.bPypar collapsed to his back with a soft huff. It was over now. Pypar had the harp that would feed him and his friends for years and the human world was safe from more angry giants. As he laid there, Pypar glanced up into the clouds. He hoped that you would be safe alone in your castle in the sky.