Page 31 of Harmonizing with Little Heaven Leigh

“Chiquita, you’re getting stressed and grumpy. And I keep seeing your Little side peek out, and then vanish. You need to take your big girl pantiesoff. Put your Monday panties on and go to school.” The reference to her cutesy day-of-the-week panties, was his way of saying she needed some serious Little time.

And he wasn’t wrong. She needed it; there was justsomuch to do. But he wasn’t having that. “You’re not replacing one need with another,niña. That’s not a choice you need to make. I’m your Daddy and I say you get both.”

So, in the interests of being sure that Heaven Leigh had enough Little time, he’d decided on a loose schedule of three days a week at the Ranch, minimum.

It didn’t have to be the full day. She’d gotten used to dividing her days, and it seemed less stressful that way. So, sometimes she’d spend the mornings at the Ranch and sometimes it would be afternoons there, but one way or the other she would be there at least three days—more if she felt like she needed it.

Her first day back she felt an immediate sense of relief when she set foot on the stark white tiles that marked the entrance to the Littles’ Wing. She’d missed it… a lot. Adjusting to the new schedule took a bit, but she was finally starting to feel comfortable with it.

Angel’s Heavenly Bakery and Chocolate Shoppe was closed on Mondays and Tuesdays, which made them the ideal days for her to be at the Ranch. And this Monday, Heaven was walking herself over to class. Angel had offered to walk her over, but she shook her head.

“I’m okay, Daddy. Do you want to meet me for lunch though? Then we can go over to the shop and work in the afternoon.”

“Lunch sounds great,chiquita. I might go and get started on my own though. Would that bother you?”

She thought about it for a minute and then shook her head. “Naw. It’s okay. I’m getting plenty of working time in.”

“True. Well, I’ll probably do some prep work this morning then. I also need to pick up another list of Littles who would like to work at the shop. We’re going to need more people if we stay as busy as we have been. There are apparently a couple of submissives who are interested too. Derek vetted them and feels they’ll all be reliable, but we can go over it later.”

“Sounds good, I better go though. I don’t want to get in trouble.” She grabbed her backpack and headed for the door. She wasn’t really worried about being late, but she had things to show her friends, and she was worried that her Daddy would somehow realize she was up to something.

“Heaven.”

She froze with one hand on the doorknob. Icy fingers of dread crept down her spine as she turned back. “Yes, Daddy?”

“I love you. Have a great day and be good.” He gave her such a sweet smile that all the ice melted away, mostly because it was clear he didn’t suspect anything, but also because his love always made her feel wonderful.

“Love you too, Daddy!” She practically skipped out the door and it turned into a quick trot as she hurried to get to the main building, and the Littles’ Wing. Today she was going to unveil her big secret, and she was so excited.

She’d been hinting that she had a surprise coming for a couple of weeks now, but she had refused to give the other Littles any real information until she was ready. It all involved her new prank line of treats. They didn’t know anything about them yet, and she knew there would be lots of shrieking excitement.

Her Daddy was fully aware of the special foods, of course. It wasn’t like she could have kept it secret entirely, since some would be right there in the front cases. The cute fake vegetables and fruits were just too darling not to sell in the store. But she’d been careful to keep a couple of the items from him. Something told her he wasn’t going to approve.

Heaven was fully aware that the extra items were going to lead to trouble on her end, eventually. She had grown to appreciate a well-planned prank though, and was willing to take the penalty when it arrived. It would hopefully just be later, rather than sooner.

She strolled into the Littles’ Wing all smiles, but there wasn’t enough time before class started to tell her secret, so she had to wait until recess. Even though she normally enjoyed class, it was still a long wait, and she had trouble keeping her mind present. She was scolded several times for not paying attention, which was unusual.

As soon as they were dismissed for recess, she grabbed her backpack and headed for the playground. “Guess what!” she said, waving her friends over. She didn’t actually give them a chance to guess, instead pulling out a handful of papers from the zippered pocket of her bag.

She began passing them around, with a grin so broad it nearly split her face in two. “I’m doing a takeout menu.” Her voice was bubbling with excitement, but she tried to keep it low, so none of the Bigs would hear and get curious.

“Wait… a takeout menu?” Megan grabbed a sheet and read it, eyes widening. “You’re going to deliver chocolate to us? That’s amazing!”

Heaven nodded vigorously. “Yep! You can fill out the order sheet, and I can bring the boxes when I come to class.”

There was an even mix of small chocolate treats and baked goods on the sheets. Nothing incredibly fancy, of course, these would come from their regular menu, so that they’d always be available. Brownies, cupcakes, turtles, maybe twenty choices in all. If they wanted more options, they’d have to visit the store in person.

“Are… are you sure you’re allowed to do that?” Callie asked.

“Don’t see why not. Since our store is over in Rawhide Ridge, it would be hard for you guys to come shop in person.” She shrugged. “My Daddy helped with the forms, and anyone from the Ranch can order treats. Even the guests. We can deliver them to the front desk and then they can be sent to their rooms.”

She hesitated for a second, and then added, “But maybeeeee, don’t make a big show of gobbling up lots of sweets? They might um… you know, find some rules about it.”

Despite the conversation being about business, Heaven was deep in Little space now. Her professional self had left the building, which was obvious by the way her style of talking had changed.

Heaven didn’t use Little-speak as much as some of her friends, but when she was in a giggle, her style of talking tended to get younger and more informal. Her voice changed too, and it wasn’t a planned thing. It just happened when her mindset switched.

“I heard they were setting up shuttles to the Ridge, and maybe we’ll be allowed to go over for shopping sometimes. Like fieldtrips,” Blake put in. “I heard my Mommy talking about it. I know Lori is all excited.”

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