Bab 125: How to Train Your Human?

Fanfar took a short break but kept going. "I wonder if you're related to someone named Jazz. You remind me of him."

"Hee hee hee."

Heise's chuckle made Fanfar angry.

"Why are you fucking laughing?"

Heise coughed "Ahem!" and explained, "Except for our long black hair, Jazz and I are nothing alike. But I understand that Jazz is tired of your chatter."

"OK, you win, I'll shut up," Fanfar said as he ran to catch up with him. "But on one condition," he blocked Heise's path.

Heise raised one eyebrow suspiciously and asked, "What do you want?"

"I could use some information," Fanfar said with a grin.

"About what?" Heise paused. "About me or Jazz?"

Fanfar snorted, "I don't care about Jazz."

Heise narrowed his eyes and said, "Hmm."

Fanfar snapped. "What is 'hmm'? What are you implying?"

Heise snapped his fingers, "Maybe you can make a classic and ask me about your magical powers."

Fanfar's eyes lit up. "I have magic powers?"