I yawned after training and cracked my neck. I started walking back and was met by Artie in the hallway.
He smiled happily, "Look what I got to make today!"
I saw him holding a small teddy bear plush. It was so small it could fit in someone's palm. It had a blue bow around it's neck and looked professionally made.
My eyes watered from it's adorableness, "It's almost as cute as you! Almost..."
He rolled his eyes while still smiling, "Stop saying stuff like that. I really think Dante may kill me one day."
I shrugged, "Either him or my father."
He raised an eyebrow, "Your father? I wonder what he is like."
"Super protective."
He chuckled, "The way you act, you'd think he'd be a pushover."
I chuckled dryly, "Well it's true that he spoils me, but when it comes to men he can be pretty frightening."
Artie thought for a moment, "Hmm. I'm a bit curious now."
I gave him a sharp look, "Don't even think about it."
Artie pouted, "Oh come on... You're no fun."
