Third Person's POV
Calbee is still at the trade ship with Mr. Syrian guy.
"How did you just pop out of nowhere?", the Syrian guy asked while his eyebrows are curled due to his curiosity.
"I came from the huge ship actually.", Calbee replied innocently.
"Why would you jump out of the ship like that, aren't you afraid that you might get a cramp and get drown in the middle of the ocean? and What if we didn't pass by? and I didn't notice you.", the Syrian guy said emphasizing how unbelievable things are.
"Who wouldn't jump out on that big ship when it has a hole in its basement, and if I wouldn't jump, the ship would shrink as well as me.", Calbee said defending herself, well it's true that there's a hole on the ship, but Calbee didn't jump, she swam out.
He stopped glaring at Calbee suspiciously, the girl looks so innocent that the boy couldn't handle it.
do I look suspicious, I'm thankful that I got this angel-looking face to warm every person's heart every time I interact with them others otherwise I'll get murdered directly by just a single shot of a gun. Oh, shut up Calbee you're still on a mission, focus and do everything to make him believe in you.
"That's why I'm so thankful that you saved me Mister Syrian Guy.", Calbee said as she made her face cuter than it could be, just to please Mister Syrian Guy.
I hope this works.
*cough*, why does she look cute, the guy can't handle but to get hypnotize by Calbee's cute goddess appearance.
If the ship is sinking how could it be that she's the only passenger or if they were more she's the only survivor? unless she got kidnapped by someone, what a poor cute lil' girl who jumped out of the ship just to escape from bad people.
"It's fine, you're safe now.", the Syrian guy said as he gave the girl an encouraging smile while patting Calbee's head like a cute kitten.
This made Calbee's heart calm and warm, he's like big brother if only I have a brother just to feel how does it feel to have one, that takes care of you and even protects you every time.
The girl smiled widely and looked at the guy's eyes purely.
"So, what's your name?", the Syrian guy asks with a bubbly tone, more casually friendly than the last time.
"I'm Calbee Mister Syrian Guy!", Calbee answered directly with a childish tone, she feels like she's talking to his big bro even tho she doesn't have one.
So Calbee is the name of My doughnut girl, it feels so yellow and goldy, and it symbolizes high positive energy it suits her friendly and cheerful personality.
"I'm Dale your Mister Syrian Guy!", The guy said as he gave Calbee an attractive wink accompanied by his attractive confident smirk, he's charismatic.
"Oh, HAHAHA", Calbee can't bother but laugh due to the friendly personality of does Mister Syrian guy have.
"Umm, so how old are you Mister Syrian Guy?", Calbee asks with her cute voice.
"I'm 18 years young, I'm a young man don't ask if how old I am I'm young you know.", He said confidently towards Calbee.
"You're still older than me tho.", Calbee ruining his smile.
"I'm seventeen, ya'know, Mister Syrian Guy.", Calbee sarcastically continued.
"Fine doughnut girl, you win.", he replied while laughing.
they went more talkative and closer to each other, as the time easily passes by...
*ah-oo-gah*- it's the ship's horn.
"We finally arrived.", the Syrian guy said to miss doughnut.
"W-were already here?!", Calbee is panicked because the mission is done once she's at the seaport and she doesn't wanna leave Mister Syrian guy.
"Why are you mumbling are you still cold?", Dale the mister Syrian guy ask towards Calbee due to her behavior.
"No, it's not that, it's just you're leaving already.", Calbee said while her joyful brown eyes turn to be a dark and gloomy one.
"So, you're gonna miss me?", he asked.
"Yeah!", Calbee replied as she pouted sadly.
"If only you're my girlfriend, I could've just kissed that cute pouted lips you have, but it seems like you have one right?", his long explanation towards the girl he hopes with.
"I ummm...", Calbee is still processing what she just heard.
"Of course you have one, how could an angel like you don't any boyfriend, boys are falling head to toe on you.", he continued as he released a sigh.
"Well....mister Syrian guy, I don't have a boyfriend.", Calbee replied like how could she have a girlfriend if every boy that courts her she just turned them down and with that boyish attitudes she had uhh nevermind.
"Is that so?", hopes stripes his heart as Calbee said those words.
"A huh..", Calbee's short response.
"So we'll meet again, we're in the same country by the way and I'll make sure to court you every single second.", Dale said his whole charisma is flowing through the air.
"Is that so...I umm..", Calbee can't talk straight to the point, this is her second time feeling this strange feeling, first from Mister Frost now from Mister Syrian Guy?
"Your cheeks are getting red.", he said followed by a chuckle.
"Um sorry it's just that I'm getting--.", she got interrupted.
"And you look cute when you're shy.", Dale continued as he started blushing too.
"Thank you, Mister, Syrian Guy, I'm not from Syria, I'm somewhere from Asia.", Calbee explained.
"Are you a Taiwanese?", he asked.
"No."
"Japanese?", he laughed as he asks.
"No."
"Chinese? Vietnamese?", he asks while curiosity pours his face, what a great guessing game ha?
"No, I'm not HAHAHAHA!", she replied with laughter.
"Then what kind of 'nese' are you?", he asked once more.
"I'm Philippinese."
*pft.*
"Oh, my bad so you're a Filipino.", He said while glaring at her beautiful appearance.
"Yes, I'm a Filipina.", Calbee replied.
"It's not noticeable.", He said after checking every single inch of her skin.
"Yes, it's because Filipino faces are mix by Portuguese, Chinese, Indian, Malaysian, Indonesian, Japanese, American and Spanish if it's a song our face is a remix.", Calbee's informational explanation.
"So cool, how does it feel to have remix faces?", he asks bubbly.
"I don't know, feels like a human.", Calbee said sarcastically as she raised her both shoulders.
*pft* HAHAHAHA-Dale can't pause his laugh anymore.
"It's time to go!", Dale yelled excitedly as he robbed Calbee's hand and they run together towards the ship's front gateway.
"H-hey slow down.", Calbee said while Dale already touches the seaport's ground while Calbee stands by at the ship's gate not stepping the barrier between the ship and the port.
"I'm afraid that if I step, I would get transported.", the mission would be done at the seaport and that's what Calbee had remembered.
"What do you mean? Aren't you visiting my home country?", he asked innocently.
"Are you sure you don't wanna use your scarf anymore?", Calbee also replied with a question.
"No, It's already yours, take it.", he answered as he patted Calbee's head for the last time I guess.
"Mister Syrian Guy, I need to say bye.", she said.
"Yea b-bye?, why would you say bye when you're visiting Syria like hello~", he said getting confused about what Calbee just said.
"I'm serious, I need to go, I'm gonna miss you Mister Syrian Guy!", Calbee said as she stepped out of the ship and got vanished, the transportation watch detected that she already stepped into the barrier she needs to transport back.
"MISSION ACCOMPLISHED CALBEE FANTONEZA.", the transportation watch said.
I'm going to miss you, Mister Syrian Guy, My mission needed to be completed and I need to go back to the University, I'm so sad, I'll be missing you.
"W-wait where did you go?!", Dale got so anxious did he just saw doughnut girl vanished like a bubble.
"I thought you were joking?!"
"I shouldn't let you step at the port and let you stay at the ship.", he yelled with regret.
"Not sure if you can hear me. I'll miss you too Miss Doughnut Girl, I'll promise to find you in the Philippines since you love traveling maybe you're somewhere in Asia too!", Dale shouted out of nowhere but he doesn't care about the people watching him.
"What gotten into him?"
"He's handsome but he's crazy."
"I don't care he's a cutie!"
Who would've thought that she can transport easily, without her control?! Someone is controlling her. Maybe she's in big trouble?! I should find her! My poor doughnut girl.