Draining Mr. Brainy -(DA series book 1)

Chapter 28

Tiny Point of View

"Meow meow with me, Meow? What does that mean?" Quince questioned.

I can't believe Quince did not understand such a simple thing. He was my best translator, how could he not understand Human sculpture's meows?

Frankly speaking, I only understood the first meow of it and since I'm clever, I understood what he wanted to say.

Moments like these, I fall unbelievably in love with myself.

Granny, Quince and Soul glanced down at me for answers and I only shrugged. "Meoww meow meow meeooew meow." I shrugged to which Quince's and Soul's eyes widened like baseballs ready to be hit.

These days, he keep kissing me here and there and everywhere and I absolutely loved it. I'm indeed a little disappointed and a very little angry with him but at the end of the day, he is mine and there's nothing wrong in enjoying what is mine.

His kisses are better than what I gave him. Indeed, experience speaks volumes. All thanks to those women in the past, who spent their days and nights with him for me to see final remarkable of the practice.

"Really?" They asked in unison and I nodded in affirmation.

"He wants you to move in with him? With what right and relation should you even move in? Not to forget he even kissed you without clarifying what he feels for you." This time, it was Soul, my tigress best friend that exclaim in ridicule.

Upon seeing my confusion, Soul pointed out towards my shoulder and immediately understood that she saw the huge bite mark Human sculpture has left for me in dowry on my neck.

Soul shook her head in disbelief as her lips went grim with displeasure. This girl is always in displeasure for anything and everything. Only Quince can sometimes make her smile.

"So you accepted his proposal?" I shook my head in response.

"Meoww meow mmeow meow meoeeew meoww meoww meeoow meow."

"What is she saying Quince? I won't ask you every time." Grandma grumbled like her long forgotten red days of the month are back into action.

But I still love my grandma in her periods!

"She denied his proposal but apparently he bound her with some kind of promise."

"What kind of promise did you make in the past, my child?" I looked at grandma with a sigh and a smile as I meowed about it as usual.

Once I was done, Quince started translating what it was still looking at me in haze of what he heard. "On his birthday, along with few pets, fourteenth here, offered herself as another pet to him. It isn't exactly as a pet but she offered her heart to him in such a way. Now he is calling upon that promise to get her to live with him."

All along, I nodded my head nonstop as my cousin continued to explain things to my grandma. An expression of thoughtfulness donned on grandma's face when she merely gave a slight nod.

"He seems desperate, crafty even. But it's not enough to marry off our fourteenth into his family. He needs to be vocal about his feelings or else he will have an invisible upper hand in future. Words means confirmation."

I have no doubt with a little more push, he will bend one of his knee and profess what his heart has in store for me.

But... Human sculpture is an idiot when it comes to wording his feelings.

Sometimes, he is also stupid but I understand that stupid is a subgenre of arrogance so it's still lovely.

Oh yes, Human sculpture also has special kind of dual personality that is dedicated for his responsiveness only particularly.