A couple of days passed by and my usual routine was to eat and sleep. Also yes, taking care of Clark was another job. Greta insisted Clark and me to go out again and take some fresh air so that was what we planned.The entire evening I was going to hang out with Clark though he didn't seem much enthusiastic about this idea. On the other hand, I was extremely excited to irritate Clark. Greta threw us out of the comfort of the house once again and we ended up in Clark's car. Clark was driving and I sat beside him rambling about all the random news but not malicious gossips since I strongly detested that. He wasn't keen on replying, although he did nod his head occasionally, but did not divert his attention from the road.To my astonishment, he wasn't rude or tried to shut me up either. Instead, he listened to me obediently which made me suspicious of his intentions. Eventually, I became quiet because of the ridiculous change in Clark's behaviour. I chewed my upper lip and gazed out of t
"Let's walk," Clark stated and proceeded to his car."Inside the car?"Clark rolled his eyes and locked the car. Then we both tramped silently, until I started teasing him. "You secretly like to spend time with me Brownie? Don't you---""If I buy you a chocolate bar, will you shut up?" Clark asked and my eyes lit up immediately. I rotated my head conveying a big yes and Clark looked amused. We headed to the local grocery store and on the way, I stopped rambling shit and started to imitate him. It did not take him long enough to figure out that I was copying his every move.He pocketed his hands and since I did not have any pockets in my pants, I just acted like there was one for real. All the people in the street gazed at us since it was clear that I was imitating him. Clark groaned and kicked a stone in annoyance. There was no stone around my area, but I spotted a tin can. I kicked it leisurely and before I knew, I fell down in pain. My toes hurt from kicking that cursed can! I looke
From the end of the street, I saw Clark outside his house. I bolted towards him in full speed and he spotted me [the bull version of me] from a distance since he too tried to run, to escape, to disappear, to vanish just like that after kissing me!"Brownie, wait!" I ran after him and grabbed his arm before he could escape. He jerked his arm away and lumbered forward. I panted heavily and leaned on the nearby wall since I couldn't chase him anymore. I was exhausted. Clark quietly picked up a container filled with something which resembled the dog's food and went to the backyard.My sweaty figure followed him slowly as I tried to regain my normal breathing rate. I had lost my strength of running and stamina tremendously. Finally after some time of meditating peacefully in one corner of the backyard, I approached Clark who was crouched in front of his pet, feeding the nasty beast.I maintained a safe distance from the monstrous creature since I could feel it glaring at me. Neither of us
The rays of the mighty sun burned my skin, the sweltering heat draining my energy. However, I was given the chance to bat and I was pretty excited. Ian was bowling while Clark was fielding. I wasn't the best in bowling and when I was given the chance to bowl by sweet Ian, Clark made fun of my efforts. I had to prove to him that I was good and also that I wanted revenge for letting his dog after me. I rolled up my sleeves, cracked my knuckles dramatically and glanced at Clark. He was at a distance and I could imagine him rolling his pretty eyes.I still wanted to know what was the matter about earlier when Clark looked disturbed because I pushed him away and said that he would be alone while Ian and I would be on one team."Ready?" Ian asked and I nodded. I chewed my upper lip as sweat trickled down my forehead. My eyes were focused on Ian's movements of throwing the ball skilfully. I raised my bat and swung it with so much force in an attempt to hit the ball that strangely I felt the
Today, my buddies and I planned to go out and play. We traveled to the river side in full speed in my junk which was a pathetic excuse of a cycle. Kyle was in the back seat and Peaches was sitting in the huge basket at the front. I had specially attached a massive basket for her accommodation since she was tiny and could fit in it if she sat cross-legged. We arrived at the river side and I noticed a polished, white car and the silhouette of a man sitting over the rocks. I parked my cycle and helped Kyle and Peaches get down."Who's that?" Peaches asked and pointed at the silhouette while Kyle shrugged."Let's find out," I said blithely as we all galloped towards the silhouette, giggling all the way."Brownie?" Clark turned around and sighed wearily. I clasped my hands in delight and squealed. "That's so awesome you're here, the more the merrier!" I exclaimed and hastily introduced him, "Brownie, meet Peaches and Kyle, my buddies. Peaches, Kyle, this is Brownie my erm . . . ""Nobody,"
"Come on, Brownie. Come to the carnival with Ian and me," I begged as I tugged at Clark's strong arms. He ignored me like always as he quietly texted on his phone. I tried to peek as to who he was busily chatting with, but he shot me a sharp look, his cold, hard eyes shooting daggers at me."Yeah, George is right. You should tag along with us," Ian said, but Clark ignored him too. Typical.I playfully twirled my hair with my fingers and sat on Clark's lap to annoy him. I thought he would push or shove me away but to my astonishment, he wrapped his arms around my waist. I instantly regretted sitting on his lap and gulped. I could feel his hot breath on my throat as I chose to suppress the weird, tingling sensations. I looked over at Ian who was texting now too. Great! Fucking fantastic! Now both were ignoring me!"George, Clark, I have to go," Ian announced as he got up. "I got some work."Ian left as Clark continued with his texting. I yawned when suddenly I noticed I had a spare, pin
"Yes George! You can do it!" Ian cheered and clapped as I stuffed spicy chicken wings in my mouth. It was an eating competition, a competition where hungry people like me belonged."Ian, this-this is too spicy! Tissue please!" I called out to Ian who rushed to me with a box of tissue papers. Water was streaming down my eyes and nose and sauce dripped from my mouth as Ian tried to wipe it. Gross, but tasty.Initially, the competition was fun with delicious chicken sliding down my tummy. The pepper sauce was so hot that I was afraid I would have to sit in the bathroom the entire next day. The sun was shining brightly and the ground felt like a hot, iron pan which just added to my bathroom worry. I hoped that my bladder would be alright.Clark was leaning against a car and coolly staring at me competing with a bunch of gigantic men, thrice my size. I was still aiming to win and maybe I could with determination and loosening my pants buttons.Some men gave up and passed out on the chairs
"Aw, Ian! You're so sweet," I cooed as I looked at the bowl from which candies were spilling out. I playfully pecked Ian's cheek in delight and giggled. Clark scoffed as I unwrapped one of the fruity flavoured candy and relished it's tangy taste."I need to wash my hands and face. I'm getting sweaty," I said to Clark and Ian and headed to the open stands where wash basins were located.I hummed some random song and washed my dirty hands when an old man, probably in his late seventies came to wash his hands too. He gurgled and the noise made me gag. I narrowed my eyes at him when suddenly he removed his teeth set and I gasped.I didn't realize it was fake for a few seconds. I blinked rapidly as he coolly washed the fake teeth set. I laughed loudly when realization hit me and all the people nearby looked at us amusingly. I explained to the people in between my laughs and they didn't really get much of the joke. They looked at me as if I just stole their mother and quietly walked away.I