Xion Sighed while rubbing his head at the stubborn behavior of this old man.
Grandpa snorts in anger hearing his sigh, "No one has asked you to accompany me! If you are so restless, go from here…. I'll watch over these cookies myself"
"Macaroons!"
"Whatever !" Grandpa bangs his walking stick on to the ground, "By the way, you smell like skunk… Go from here, you are polluting the air. What if my cookies get infected by your smell?"
Xion "….."
"First thing… They are called Macaroons!" Grandpa waved his hand dismissively indicating he doesn't care whatever they are called. Xion poked his index finger at grandpas' right shoulder to get his attention, "Second thing… Did you just call me a skunk?" he gritted his teeth feeling offended.
"You stinky boy… Do you have a comprehensibility problem? I didn't say you are a skunk, I compared your smell to a skunk's smell…. Sitting beside me you know how bad you smell…"
