Page 32 of Harmonizing with Little Heaven Leigh

Heaven Leigh nodded. “Master Derek said something about that too when we were talking about the store. Cause, you know, we wanted everyone to be able to come over, but still, it’s not like you’ll be able to get over every day. This way, you can still have sweets.”

Everyone agreed that it was fair and an awesome idea. And then Heaven pulled out theotherorder forms. The ones she was really excited about. “This part is super pinky-swear secret, okay? This is my special line, just for Littles.”

The first set had been professionally typed and printed. They had thousands of them at the store, and Angel had delivered a stack of them to Master Derek as well. But these forms had been hand written, by her, in different color crayons, so each one was a little different.

It had taken her hours to make them, and she’d decided that next time she was just going to make one, scan it, and print it out, because her hand hurt even more than when she had to write lines. But it seemed fitting to make this particular order form in such a Little way. This was where the business lady and the Little girl merged.

She waited for the reactions, and they came quickly.

“Oh, em, gee!” Mary’s voice exploded in the circle and Heaven quickly hushed her and shot a quick look around to make sure no one had noticed. Luckily Littles were always getting excited and shrieking, so it hadn’t drawn any attention from the Bigs, but other Littles were crowding around to see.

Mary covered her mouth, but a second later was whisper shouting, “Sorry, sorry, but guys, did you see the pranks?”

Of course they had since everything on the secret order form was basically a prank. The responses were flying at her from all sides, and she couldn’t keep up with who was saying what.

“Wowwww, Heaven. These are amazing. I love those little vegetable cakes you do. I’ve been wanting more forever. My Mommy was totally fooled last time you passed them out!”

“She’s doing broccoli! I bet we could switch them at dinner!”

“Realistic chocolate soap! And she has it in the different brand names. That’s going to be a lifesaver. I swear, Daddy washes my mouth out like once a week these days.”

She broke through the babble to address that last comment. “The soap looks like real bars too. And”—she drew out the suspense for two beats—“I added an outside coating of fizzy candy, so when it hits your tongue, it’s going to foam up like real soap too.”

Everyone gasped, looks of wonder spread across their faces and Heaven flashed them a smug grin. She was super proud of that one, and it was one her Daddy didn’t know about. He probably would have thought it was naughty or something.

“Just make sure you act like it tastes awful or they’ll figure it out,” she advised. Heads nodded in agreement all around her.

She knew immediately when they’d all gotten to the bottom of the list, from the shocked silence. The last couple of items were going to cause trouble. There were a few that were going to annoy more than just her Daddy. She knew they were likely to be limited edition items—as in, she’d be forced to remove them pretty fast, but she hadn’t been able to resist.

“Why would anyone want chocolate-covered soap?” Billy asked, sounding confused.

Heaven Leigh would have explained it, but someone else got there first. “Duh, it’s to trick the Bigs. They’ll bite into it thinking it’s a chocolate and there’s soap inside,” one of the girls said.

“I figured if you ever wanted to get revenge for having your mouth washed out,” Heaven added. She’d originally had the idea to do a full bar of soap on a stick, disguised to look like an ice cream bar, but having to keep the chocolate shell frozen would make it complicated, so she’d downsized to chocolate bars.

She saw some eyes light up at the thought of getting their own back with their Caregivers, which inspired her to throw out a warning. “Just remember, you order these at your own risk. I’m not responsible if you get spanked for any of this.”

Chastity snorted. “Heaven, they’re going to know it’s you. No one else could make this stuff.”

She’d already thought of that. “Well, the vegetables and the chocolate soap honestly aren’t going to be too bad. I don’t care if people figure out I made them. Actually, we’re selling the veggies in the shop anyway. But I’m not known for chocolates, so they might suspect, but unless someone tells…” She shrugged.

Someone would probably tell eventually, and there was no getting around that, but hopefully not right away. She pulled a handful of crayons from her bag. “Sooooo, who wants to place an order?”

It turned out… lots of Littles did. Not just the ones in class, or the ones in the Dorms, but Littles from all over the Ranch were approaching her to place orders.

Heaven shortly had a thriving side business going. From the prank list, the vegetables and fruits were the most popular. Some Littles probably did swap them out for healthy food, or tried, but most, she thought, just liked eating them. The bars of “soap” were also going out as fast as she could make them. Hopefully the Littles who bought them were at least pretending to be miserable during the mouth washing, or the jig would be up super quick.

A few Littles did buy the naughtier pranks, but for days she didn’t hear anything about them being used. She was starting to wonder if anyone would be brave enough, but of course, who could buy such a glorious prank and resist using it for long.

Heaven sometimes used real chocolate bars and various other candies as accents for her cakes, so the bakery had a bin full of them. It was a simple matter to open a regular candy bar and slip one of the tricks inside and then seal it up. She hadn’t made a big effort to make her pranks look like any specific kind of candy bar, but they were the right size, shape, and chocolate to pass unless someone looked closely.

Littles took to leaving what looked like brand new, unopened candy bars around. On teachers’ desks, on cafeteria tables, in coat pockets of the nearest Bigs. Wherever they might be found.

One day no one seemed to be doing anything with the pranks… and the next day, Heaven was hearing about it everywhere. It didn’t seem like a coordinated event, but more like bad luck, that so many of the Dominants got tricked in one day.

She knew she was caught when Angel showed up during class. He rapped at the door and poked his head in. “I’m sorry to interrupt. I’m afraid I need to take Heaven early today,” he told the teacher in a genial tone of voice. But the look he sent Heaven was anything but pleased.

She carefully gathered her things, stuffed them in her bag and followed him out the door. There was a sinking feeling in her stomach. “Daddy? Is something wrong?”

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