Chapter 11:
"We should tell her right?" Number 4, Raymond questioned. His voice low.
"She seems happy." A low drawl commented.
"Happier than normal anyway." Added a light blonde girl.
"Still, the last time we did something like this." Armin got goosebumps.
"Look! Your blushing!" A young voice shouted. Five people turned around, there face looking like they've been caught taking cookies again.
Tasha was the only one looking calm, even a little happy. Like her baby is all grown up. "Little bunny, tell me, who made you blush so bright?" She teased.
She was exaggerating. No one would be able to tell the young adult acting like a bristling kitten was blushing. No one except her knights, maybe even that odd woman. This seemed related to her as well.
Number 5's comment made the boss blush harder and pout. "It's nothing." She replied in a cold tone. Well, what she thought was cold. Everyone listening in knew it took all her power to say it.
"What was her name again?" The idiot, Owen asked. Placing a hand on his chin as if in thought.
Boss only tightened her lips and flipped him on his back.
Number 8 began to pout, as if that would gain seeable sympathy from this kitten. She was mad, there was nothing for her to give, let alone enough for her to remotely show.
Everyone was quite, tryingnot to laugh. That was, until number 9 walked in.