บท 44: 43. Food Festival...
From a distance, she could see the lights coming from the place. Could hear loud music. It was like there was a party in the middle of the sea. "This should be fun." She smirked.
"We're here." He announces as he brings the yacht to a halt. He helps her down, even though she refuses.
"Seems like a festival."
"Wow, a festival, full of colors. And I suddenly see how much we look alike, Big Brother." OH Lords! And here he was thinking that she quit the madness. "Really, we are both dressed in black, like we just popped out of hell together. Like we're both children of the devil himself." She says, and Lords! That creepy smile of hers was really getting to him.
"I don't know about you Piccola, but I'm no child of the devil. Now, let's just get what we came for and get out of here. It's too noisy." He hissed. Was it the place, or was it the festival that was going on. Or maybe something else. But he was really getting annoyed.
"You know that is not going to happen. At least be a darling big brother and let your little sister enjoy the festival a little. We'll go back after we look around a little." She demands, instantly walking ahead, not giving him the chance to say yes or no.
She was sure of one thing. He could throw her out of the house, could threaten to not talk to her, could decide not to have brought her here, but she knew, he'd brought her here, and he would never leave this island without her. So she was sure he wouldn't ride off in anger without her.
"Hey look at that!" She points, running over to a food stand. "I want one." she says. "Get me one DK" Lords! He didn't realize how much he loved her calling him DK till now. "Come on DK, get me that" she points again, holding on to his arms, swinging and begging like the child he said she was. And oh how adorable she was, this Piccola of his.
"D_Do you even know what that is?" He stutters, forcefully tearing his eyes off her.
"What else? Food." She shrugs. He laughs. "Fine, how much ma'am?" he finally gives in.
"OH no, we no selling tonight. Tonight, food free. Tonight food festival, so food free." The lady says.
"The food is free?... You're saying the food is free?" Zeno repeats the words in a question, and the woman nods. "You're not taking money?" He asks again to be sure.
"No. No money. Nobody collect money tonight. Tonight is night of love and happy. Food festival. Share food for free. Everybody." The lady explains again in the way she could.
"Everything is for free, no one's collecting money tonight?" he asks again, and the lady nods again.
"Yee-hoo!! I love food festival! ." Luna chortled with joy beside him, and he laughed. "So I can try anything and everything?" She asks the lady.
"Yes, but no too much. People plenty, so leave some for other people too." The woman laughs, and Luna nods happily. She was suddenly determined to try out everything before returning back to their island.
Moving from one food stand to another, tasting everything that her eyes touched, forcing Zeno to try out the ones she wasn't sure about before she would try it. Sometimes it'll end with him throwing up, and sometimes it was nice enough to stay in his stomach. He was the food tester. And she was the almighty princess.
It was fun, real fun. Being with her was always fun, watching her have fun was fun, and he enjoyed watching her laugh like a crazy person.
"Come on, let's join in the dance." She nudges, but damn he'd been running around for hours, he was tired. "Come on DK, dance with me." She asked sweetly.
"Piccola, are you a robot? Sit down a little." He taps the stool next to him. "And I don't feel like dancing."
"You don't feel like dancing, or you don't know how to." She teased. "Does big brother not know how to move his body?" And there it was, she started again with the big brother thing.
"Just go dance if you want to." He says, he suddenly wasn't in the mood to talk to her anymore.
"What's the problem? All you have to do is move your hips big brother. Dancing is all about the hips. Or does big brother have stiff hips? The Mafia boss doesn't know how to do some simple hip work?"
"Oh, my little Luna, you'd be surprised at how much hip work I could actually do." Lords! What was he saying. His head had totally gone to a different angle. A completely different kind of hip work, and the dance styles were most definitely going to be different. "Just leave me be, go dance if you want to. We'll be leaving soon." He quickly said, hoping she didn't understand his former statement.
"Fine, suit yourself." She drops her hands down on her thighs dramatically, and wiggles into the midst of the dancing people.
"Is she trying to belly dance or what?" he wondered as he watched her wiggle and shake, on the dance floor.
Quietly sitting on his own, he watched her, sometimes with a weird smile on his face when she twisted and turned in a funny way, and other times he'd look like the grim ripper whenever a man got next to her and tried dancing with her. And the annoying part was that she was actually indulging the men.
"that diavoletto…" He scoffs. He knew she was just trying to provoke him and make him come up on the dance floor, so he wasn't going to let her get to him.
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