Draining Mr. Brainy -(DA series book 1)

Chapter 31

Zorion Point of View

Can't believe how much of a hold she has on me.

Few days in my house with me and she already got out a confession for herself. Excellent feat, I say.

Only she! Only she could do it!

Fireworks crackled in my eyes when my eyes met her person. I closed my eyes and waited for it.

Waited for her hug.

Waited for her kiss.

Waited for anything that might come across from her as a token of her celebration for getting a love confession from me.

Waited for whole five minutes with closed eyes and open arms but surprisingly... I received none.

I don't remember Meow for a shy type. She has kissed and hugged me several times already.

Fluttering my eyes open, with a small smile that I decided I present her as my eyes meets her, I looked ahead.

Looked and saw nothing.

No one!

My smile faltered when she was nowhere around me in the garden. Straining my ears a little, I realized she was already inside the house, in her bedroom, humming some gruesome type of music as I heard she was...

Beating rugs?

Why the hell is she straining herself with the task when there are servants and laundry team to do it?

Hold on! Was I standing in the garden with my eyes closed for several minutes like buffoon of buffoons – alone?

Like a fool?

Gosh that was embarrassing!

Not only did she not express her joy properly, she also went inside to beat rugs?

My little puppy yipped at my legs cutely, assuring me in its own style. When I think of my dear little pets, I feel like I won the world.

Soon, my birds sat on my shoulder as they pecked it for a while and my tortoise... they started their journey to reach me a hundred years ago but their romantic stroll towards me will not accomplish for a hundred other years.

Realizing his buddies' rather casually walking style, my prince puppy ran to them and held them gently between his teeth and got them to me.

Right, buddies. I only have you!

Your previous owner isn't moved by heartfelt confession.

What else she want from me?

Gritting my teeth, I heard another smash of wooden stick on the tough rugs. Thinking to save those poor carpets and blankets, I slowly walked towards the open door of her room.

She was held the wooden beater in both her hands like one of those Indian Goddesses with several hands and a trident in two of her hands. Looking so dangerous!

With another battle cry, she hit the carpet with a rough swish. Once the hit resulted in a loud sound, she smiled momentarily before she hit it again and would smile widely after hitting.

Wait! Don't tell me she is expressing her joy in this way.

It can't be!

Women! They are really alien creature even on their home planet.

Can't she just express her joy freely, openly like me?

Silly Meow!

"So, you are happy I see." I grinned walking towards her lazily.