"We can go play over there," the twelve-year-old Arnold said to Cynthia while pointing at a young girl around five years old sitting all by herself on a bench swinging her legs.
He snapped a joke as he saw Cynthia's face changing, saying, "Don't worry, that's my friend, she won't bite."
Cynthia was Arnold's friend's sister whom Arnold was left to babysit after he had lost in a bet he had participated in along with his friends. The unlucky one was left to babysit Richard's baby sister. He knew Richard had made the whole bet as he did not want to babysit his sister. He had always whined about how annoying and troublesome his sister was.
Arnold led Cynthia to where the little girl was seated. Upon seeing Arnold coming her way along with another little girl, she jumped down from the bench she had been sitting on. She had a hard time jumping off the bench due to her height.
She ran towards Arnold and Cynthia, not having the patience to wait until they reached her.
Instead of walking straight to Arnold, she walked past Arnold to Cynthia and shyly smiled at Cynthia with a big smile on her face. She looked so cute with her small, oval-shaped chubby face, pink cherry lips with slightly raised eyebrows and brown curly long hair that was held into place with a cartoon character hair band on each side of her head, a style famously known as pussycat. With skin as clear as glass, she looked just like a porcelain doll.
Cynthia felt like the world had come to a standstill. She had never in her life come across a girl as beautiful as the one she was seeing right in front of her. A beauty had just landed on her doorstep. What to do?....
The said porcelain doll did not have any idea what was happening which made the new female friend she had made look so stupefied and frozen.
The little girl kissed Cynthia, not realizing it was the last straw of her sanity that she had just broken, just like that.
She stood aside after she had delivered the kiss, looking at young Arnold with a wide smile on her face. She expected to be complimented for the kiss she had just delivered, as she had been kind and hospitable just as he said it.
She kept looking at the little guy next to her, with a huge smile and twinkling eyes. She kept looking from Cynthia to him to and fro like she was saying I did what you asked, now where is my candy?.
'what's up with this pair of siblings with all the cuteness, and why do they like to smile so much?' Cynthia thought to herself while caressing the place that the sweet and adorable kid had just kissed.
The little girl thought she was not going to get any compliments from the stupefied Cynthia and Arnold. He was just standing there looking like he could swallow her alive. Humph! She listened to what he told her. 'Why does he look like I did anything wrong?'
Looking angry, with puffed-out cheeks and a face that was all red,
The blond beauty looked straight into Arnold's eyes and innocently said, "you said that you kissed me because I am your wife, and you said the girl that caught your eyes is your wife, correct? So since you have brought her here it means she is your wife right? And me being your wife makes her our wife too right? And so I was just welcoming her into the family, just like how you taught me. The wife should welcome the husband with a kiss and vice versa. "
Wait... What!!!
I have been absent from some of this conversation. What the heck is going on? Whose and whose wife? Am I married? But wait, where is my ring? And can I get married to two people, let alone a man and a woman? But wait. What... you kissed me just because you thought I was your young husband's second wife? ' Cynthia did not know whether to laugh or cry.
'Wait!!!, you're not related? '
Aww, it's even better that such cute people are couples. They make such a cute couple. Oooh, my delicate heart can't take it.' Cynthia felt like she could die from all the cuteness.
Cynthia kept squealing inside.
Arnold held Rachel's hand and faced Cynthia introducing her, "Cynthia this is Rachel, my sweetheart, Rachel this is Cynthia Richard's younger sister. She is not my wife, okay, only you are my wife!"
'Awwwwwwwwwww such a domineering one at such a young age Cynthia squeeled.' She acted like an old aunt when she was only eight years old.
Arnold made it clear to Rachel that although she could not yet understand the meaning behind Arnold's words. She knew she and Cynthia did not hold the same importance in Arnold's heart. He made it clear that she was more significant.
Ahem, Arnold cleared his throat while fixing his eyes on the place where Rachel had kissed Cynthias cheek. He added, "you are not allowed to kiss anyone other than me, okay no one at all, not even her no females no males, no one else apart from me, okay."
Arnold thought that it would be wise to make it clear to her what is expected of her so that she would not go around kissing anyone she sees.
Cynthia was under the impression that someone had listed her on the blacklist that he had. She could feel the place where Rachel had kissed her burn due to the scorching stare he was giving her.
'Can I please go back to my annoying brother? I do not want to be in the same place as this domineering man. 'Mom come take me.' Bohooo
Cynthia was crying internally.
Rachel replied to Arnold with an 'oh' as if she had just learned something in another world and had been enlightened by it. Arnold smiled happily knowing that she had understood.