Page 43 of Culture and Curiosities
Or make him upset with one of the store owners.
They were all a little suspicious of anyone from the other side of town…it meant they were smart…but it also meant they were hard to get along with. Somehow even though they were only a few miles apart they seemed to live in completely different worlds.
Maybe it was because of the way the roads kept disappearing? I’d heard those stories and I could understand how it would make someone mostly human or humanish kind of crazy.
“Can…can we turn the bond up just a tiny bit so I’ll know as soon as you get frustrated?” Normally I didn’t mind even Pierce going nuts on someone but Daddy was different. He was special.
And not from this planet, so I wanted him to have good experiences.
“Yes.” Daddy gave me another head kiss and as he slowly increased the bond, I could feel him smiling inside. “Better?”
“Much.” Yes. Strangely so. “I don’t think I like it all the way down.”
Something about it hadn’t felt right at all and worries kept creeping in no matter what I’d tried to do to keep them out.
Daddy nodded as he studied my face and probably what was going through my head. “I think it made you…anxious?”
“That’s the right word.” It was my turn to kiss him, so I pecked his cheek and smiled. We had lots of words for worried and emotional but he was doing great. “The only time you don’t sound like a native speaker is when you think about your words. But even then, it’s subtle. You’re amazing.”
Magic might’ve helped but he’d done a great job working his way through a frustrating language.
“Thank you.” Daddy swung my hand and I pictured the cartoons we’d watched before we’d gone to breakfast. “I think I know what we should do this evening.”
Cartoons, my mate.
“D—” That was close. “That’s what’s known as cheating.”
Daddy shrugged, not looking or feeling contrite in the slightest. “The diner men said that Daddies can’t cheat because they make the rules. They read it in a book possibly.”
“That logic is questionable…even for them.” They’d definitely got that from a book or one of the other Daddies in town.
Daddy Manny actually smiled. “It seems logical to me.”
Naughty Daddy.
“Come.” Tugging on my hand, he moved us away from the window and toward the door. “We…we’re going to look and see what kind of costume you would like. Then we will have dinner and enjoy your youthful headspace as you find additional ways to tease Pierce.”
Daddy was so cute…that was fun, though.
Wait.
Was I supposed to narrow it down to just one costume?
He was going to make us both naughty talking about teasing and costumes.
“Oh…” Don’t say Daddy. Don’t say Daddy. “Look…”
They had rabbit ones and doggies and kitties and pirates and even a lion. The store was filled with costumes and fun things like silly hats on one side and toys and books on the other. Even the chime over the door played a song that sounded like the ice cream man.
“We’re not naughty like the diner men, Daddy.” I was quiet-quiet but I heard a giggle from somewhere in the store. “Oops. Toman. Um. Yes.”
Daddy’s laughter bubbled through the bond making me frown at him. “Don’t laugh. I’m trying to be good.”
Oops again.
“I didn’t.” Daddy’s face looked serious and boring but his mind was filled with snickers and he was strutting around. “Are you feeling well, baby?”
That sounded weird and made him laugh more.
