This new world had totally different set ups from what Kevin grew up seeing. He couldn't stop moving his eyes eagerly around Pinky's house. As an artist, the family photos planted on the walls took much of his attention.
As Kevin drew closer in grandaunt's direction, Fearfully grandaunt closed her eyes and began to scream.
"Grandaunt!"
Abruptly Pinky walked into the house with a basket containing green vegetables and fish carried on her head.
"What's going on... are you alright?" Qickly she put down the basket and assisted her grandaunt to get up on her feet from the floor.
"He is a witch don't get close to him!" Anxiously grandaunt exclaimed while she panted with a sweaty face.
What are you talking about?" Pinky curiously wondered, moving her eyes on her grandaunt to the stranger, Kevin.
"Yes, I just caught him red-handed practicing witch craft... he must leave before he hurt us!"
Worriedly, grandaunt continued to spit fire on Kevin.
What makes matters worse is; Kevin was just a stranger in Pinky's family who got lucky enough to land in kind arms on his accidental arrival in Capricon city.
So, when Pinky found her grandaunt screaming down on a wet floor with scattered pieces of a broken bowl, obviously she took grandaunt's words.
"How could you be so heartless to hurt a weak woman?" Rudely, Pinky stood up and pushed Kevin so hard with double hands.
The impact of Pinky's push diverted Kevin's attention from the households he had his eyes on and turned his thick bearded face to look at her.
When his eyes met with hers in the process, Kevin felt butterflies. At the moment he couldn't blink any further. Kevin Moore's heart got stolen, right at first sight.
Charmed by direct eye contact, slowly, Kevin lifted up his hand and gently pulled out the hair pin which held Pinky's hair. In a wavelike motion, the long natural dark hair fell behind her back.
"My name is Kevin Moore."
"I just wanted to tell you _ you're just as beautiful as my mother when she was still a young mermaid," he spoke his first words to the captivater of his heart.
These words weren't only truly from the deepest part of his heart, he meant them.
However, grandaunt took the words as the biggest insult to her granddaughter. They sparked her anger towards Kevin.
She took a few steps forward and snatched the hair pin out of Kevin's hand. "You think you can manipulate my daughter you thick beard witch!"
Angrily grandaunt yelled.
However, Kevin's calmness could win over the battle. Neither did he react nor feel bad when grandaunt provoked him.
At this moment, Kevin's musculine voice and the words that came along with it had already caught Pinky's attention and dug deep into her heart. She was feeling butterflies for Kevin too.
"it's alright grandaunt, we need to be nice to visitors, he is sick remember."
Pinky turned her eyes to her and spoke against her grandaunt's anger towards Kevin, with a very romantic voice tone.
"Seriously!" Grandaunt exclaimed.
On an open-mouthed gaze at her granddaughter, she couldn't believe her ears.
Pinky lifted her eyes at Kevin and said to him, "call me Pinky", while she smiled.
Like a disturbed desert python, grandaunt raged beyond control. She grabbed Pinky's hand and pulled her to the side, just a few steps away from Kevin to give her some lectures.
"It's obvious that witch over there has succeeded in using his charms on you..."
"My object!"
As grandaunt was still lecturing Pinky, a sudden exclamation was made by Kevin. Curiously both turned and looked at him.
"Where's my object? Give it back...!"
Aggressively, Kevin began to turn the households upside down. From one room to another, like a mad man, Kevin loitered around looking for the object. To him, a scrap old version computer monitor was huge hope to bond with his father incase they meet.
"What is wrong with him?" In a small voice, Pinky wondered.
However, seeing Kevin behaving madly brought a smile on grandaunt's cheeks. She knew it was the only chance she had to prove her point to Pinky.
"See what I've been telling you, don't you think an evil spirit has captured him?" At tension, grandaunt insinuated.
Pinky and her grandaunt began to pull ropes. Persistently, grandaunt started to pester Pinky to align with her decision, to send Kevin away from their home, which Pinky stood against.
All over a sudden, in the family room, Kevin saw the house television. He grabbed and lifted it up on a downcast face. Although the television was an old model, same shape and colour like his object, but it was bigger and too heavy in his hands.
"How dare you tamper with my object....! What have you done to it?"
When Pinky saw Kevin's reaction while holding a television in hands, her memory recalled, at the shores was an old model scrap computer right next to Kevin by the time he was rescued.
Pitifully, she walked closer and politely promised him, "if you put this object back down, I can take you to where yours is."
Kevin: "Really!"
Pinky: "Uh hmm!"
"Thats our television he is about to break!" Grandaunt whispered to Pinky anxiously.
"I know!"
Obediently, Kevin put the television back down, perfectly well in its previous position, then after he turned his eyes to Pinky. Calmly, she asked him to come with her.
Horror-struck, grandaunt stood at the house entrance and watched Pinky and Kevin leave in a distance. She sighed a relief.
At the foreshore when they arrived, luckily, the computer was still there. "Look!" Pinky pointed to show him.
When Kevin saw the object, he got at the peak of his excitement. So fast he ran and picked it. Surely happy for him, a smile quirked corners of Pinky's mouth when she noticed how happy Kevin was.
Silently, Pinky wondered how possible such a computer of ages, moreover in a scrap condition, excited Kevin like he had won a lottery, if he really was a normal person.
"He can't even shave his beard!" She said, "he might be truly out of his senses."
"But I think I like him...," Pinky smiled butterflies.
Later, after darkness had sealed off day light, stars filled the skies. Inside the ramshackled house, four members of a household, grandaunt, Pinky's grandmother, Jonathan and Pinky herself weirdly stared at Kevin Moore.
At this moment, the tilapia grandaunt had prepared for dinner in the saucepan is confiscated. On a very serious note, Kevin had stood his grounds, protecting the cooked fish not to be eaten.
"I can't allow you to eat her because she's innocent!"
As a merman, fish in the sea was among his best friends and to him, defending its rights was normal. He began to cry and calling humans heartless.
"I think we leave the fish alone for today and accompany our rice with vegetables," Pinky suggested.
"Bringing a savage to our home! All in the name of... helping! "Hm," Angrily, grandaunt condemned, casting a blame. "It's all Jonathan's fault!"
Pinky couldn't stand her grandaunt's pride and arrogance. Right infront of everyone she exclaimed, mentioning her tittle. "Grandaunt!"
"Instead of calling him all sorts of weird names, why don't we try to ask him how he ended up on foreshore... naked. Don't you think it makes more sense?"
Jonathan couldn't just sit down and watch the peace in his humble family get lost when Pinky and her grandaunt began to crash over a solvable matter.
"Pinky is right," he spoke.
Grandaunt felt some sort of embarrassment. She uttered a lonely laughter as she clapped hands shamefully. Everyone else quietly looked at her sudden behavior.
"Now am the one to blame here uh..., OK! I get it... zip, my mouth is shut," she talked with guilt.
Up from his seat, Jonathan took a steps to where Kevin was standing and touched him by the shoulder. With a relaxed voice he told him how joyful he felt to see him back on his feet, strong and sound.
Jonathan: "if there's any way you would like us to assist you, dont be afraid _ tell us."
"Ive been wondering; are you a Fisherman....? Did your boat crush on the lake while sailing to somewhere.....? How did you end up like that on the shores?" Humbly, Jonathan asked.
However, Kevin was too nervous to respond to Jonathan's polite talks according to what they had done to the tilapia in a big bowl. All along he couldn't stop looking at it.
"Probably these humans may end up eating me if they get to know who I am", at the back of his mind, Kevin spoke with an imagination.
When Pinky looked wisely at Kevin, she realised it could be hard of a nut for her father to crack words out of him. Kevin had completely ignored Jonathan. Since she managed to bring him joy earlier that day, she decided to stand in.
Pinky wore a pretty smile which expressed nothing but peace and love as she walked towards Kevin's treasure, the old model computer. "I am sorry about everything my grandaunt just said to you today..."
"Tell him the truth _ he can't stay with us for long because our space is too small to accommodate another person", grandaunt striked again before Pinky completed her words.
Her fear for Kevin Moore was alarming.
As a very old woman with a weak voice, Pinky's grandmother couldn't concern herself with Kevin's matters. In silence, she stood up slowly on her walking stick and went to the kitchen. While in the kitchen, she collected some half baked green vegetables on a plate to eat with her rice.
On her way back to sit, slowly walking with her vegetables on plate, Kevin saw the vegetables. His stomach started making unnecessary loud noise, a sign that he was hungry. Without asking, he threw his hand on grandmother's plate and picked all of them to chew.
As he had just taken his first bite, he saw Pinky picking his treasury object from the floor, where he had placed it.
"Touch not my father's object!"
Aggressively, on very quick steps Kevin took the computer out of Pinky's hands.
When Jonathan saw Kevin's sudden reaction, it triggered a more wise idea about how he could righteously approach Kevin's matter.
"One thing I can never forget in life is my father's name... don't tell me you've forgotten your father's name so fast, that you can't even mention it, Kevin!" Jonathan insinuated.
"My father's name is Sean Moore."
As Kevin chewed his vegetables, he stated. He continued to tell them how her mother misses his father and he would wish to find him for her.
"I am going to Capricon city to look for him.... this object will help me find him."
"That's madness!" In silence, grandaunt spoke.
With an instinct that Kevin was about to leave, her downcast face made it clear that she was going to miss him.
Pinky, "you're already in Capricon city."
"Really!" He got a little excited, "so, can you help me find my father?"
Kevin pleaded, "please help! You can take back your fish _ afterall its life is already taken out of it.
You know where I can find my father Sean Moore, right?"
Desperately, Kevin Moore yearned. His sudden reaction touched everyone at heart, except grandaunt who had a different perspective of him.
Am sorry Kevin, but we can't help you on that. However, what I can assure you is; Capricon is a very big city. To look for a person, you must at least have his contact or adress... that can make it easier", heartedly Jonathan told him.
"What is contact... and address?"
Devotedly, with no idea about the meaning of the two words, he inquired. Pinky got attached to and abruptly went emotional. "You'll get used to clothes my father gave you_ don't tear them next time."
"Will I see you again?" From the heart, Kevin asked Pinky.
"Whenever you wish, I'm here. And in case you get stuck where you're going, don't hesitate to come back. My father is a good person _ he will definitely take good care of you." Infront of her family, Pinky stopped at nothing to open her heart for Kevin with a smile.
Passionately, kevin Moore embarked on a head-scratching journey to bustling part of Capricon city.
"Finally the witch mad man has left!"
Grandaunt sighed Instantly with relieving words, as soon as the door closed after Kevin's departure.
Thank you reader.