Galataea Crystallim Core 1
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“Well, anyway she gave me her death glare and screeched about how I was a pervert, and then stalked toward me,” said Scott.
Jack leaned in, intrigued by the story. “Oh, how did you survive?”
“She demanded an apology and an explanation. Of course, she held me in the air with one hand and had the other cocked back ready to punch a hole through my man-junk if she did not like what she heard.”
Jack nodded. “So, she accepted your apology?”
“Sort of. I was a bit intimidated by her to be honest. Yet, she was so beautiful and she had a slight blush on her face, so I was a little confused,” said Scott.
Jack narrowed his eyes and tilted his head to the side. “What did you do?”
“I told her that I was sorry that I saw her naked, and said that no one should ever do that,” said Scott.
The man nodded briefly then stopped. He eyed Scott briefly then smirked, “Wait, how did she take that? She has a certain kind of personality...”
Scott laughed a little and shook his head. “She shouted and shook me while demanding that I tell her why no one should ever look at her naked.”
“Yeah, that sounds like her. What did you tell her?” said Jack.
Scott shrugged then said, “I wasn’t sure what else to do so I tried to play it off with flattery. I told her that a man who stares at the sun might go blind.”
Jack quirked his eyebrow upward, but said nothing. He was curious about what happened after that, however.
The hunter laughed a little then shook his head. “That made things worse, of course.”
“Of course,” said Jack. That much was a given when it came to Eina.
“Anyway, she shook me a few more times while demanding that I tell her why looking at her naked would make a man go blind,” said Scott.
Jack laughed and slapped his thigh. “I knew it! What happened?”
“Unable to think of anything else, I told her that she was so pretty that a man might never be able to see anyone else after he saw her in all her naked glory,” replied Scott.
Jack released a low whistle. “Laid it on a little thick, huh?”
“Yes, but she let me down,” said Scott.
“Just like that?” asked Jack. He had a suspicious tone in his voice.
“Well no. She turned bright red and started telling me in detail about how stupid I was," said Scott. He chuckled slightly then coughed once. "Then she grabbed my hands and made he feel her breasts. She wanted me to know in detail about the thing that I could never have.”
Jack grinned at him. “Ah, so she went that far?”
“Yeah, but I decided to keep with the thick and sugary stuff. It seemed to be working toward my survival. I told her that I would treasure the memory, always,” said Scott.
“Oh, wow. How did she take it?”
Scott shrugged. “She turned bright red again and told me I was the stupidest, stupid, fat stupid that was ever stupid. Then she smacked me a few times and started to cry.”
“You made my Eina cry?” asked Jack in a dangerous tone. Apparently it was fine to fondle their breasts during a ridiculous comedic misunderstanding, but it was never fine to make his girls cry.
“Yeah, I apologized and started to leave but she grabbed my hand and shook her head. She didn’t want me to go, yet,” said Scott.
“Really? She reached out to you like that? She still has trouble doing that with me or Kidda,” said Jack.
Scott nodded to the man. “Yeah, I sat down next to her. She asked me ‘Who asked you to sit next to me?’ So, I stood up again to leave. She hopped to her feet and demanded to know who had told me that I could leave.”
“Yeah, you had already gotten under her skin by then. She sounds like she didn’t know what to do,” said Jack.
“I asked her what she wanted me to do, and she told me to shut up. Apparently no one would want anything from a stupid fat bastard like me,” said Scott. "Though, she said it in a soft voice. It was kind of sweet actually.
Eina’s aggressive feminine shout erupted from the training room once more. “Squeal for me pig! Squeal like you love it!”
A brief moment later, a soft squealing sound could be heard from the training room. The men shared a look then smiled at each other.
“So, basically you saw her naked, groped her, and told her something sweet?” asked Jack.
“Yeah...” said Scott.
"And she cried because of it...?" asked Jack.
"Yes," answered Scott honestly.
Jack’s fist rocketed out with speed and precision that was far beyond anything Scott could have hoped to dodge. The meaty ham-hock of a hand slammed into Scott’s shoulder like a wrecking ball. He was knocked clean out of his chair and landed several feet away in an unmoving heap.
Scott did not bother to get up but he did glance over at Jack. “I deserved that.”
“Yep,” said Jack. There was no disputing that fact. Scott molested his little girl and made her cry. Worse, he'd somehow managed to get her to see him as more than something to be trained. The fact that Scott had not told him how he'd done it was the worst kind of betrayal. For months on end Jack had been forced to eat leafy green vegetables and exercise like it was a religion. He had no interest in Eina romantically, but he did have an interest in cake and sleeping in on occasion.
"Hey? What's the noise in here?" asked Eina while poking her head into the room. She noticed Scott lying on the floor while favoring his arm, and a bitter look on Jack's face.
"Jack punished me," said Scott lightly, before standing up and walking back over to Jack.
"Why?" she asked curiously.
"He told me about when he molested you in the girl's locker room, and made your cry," said Jack simply. "So, I punched him."
"I see," she said. Eina looked at Scott with a complicated expression. "Did you learn something from that?"
"Yeah..." he admitted.
"What?" she asked.
"Next time I make you cry joyful tears while molesting your boobs, I need to wear shoulder pads when I tell your dad," said Scott with a cheerful smile.
Her left eyelid twitched a little, and then she looked at Jack. "Punish him again..."
"Now, Eina... He was clearly jok—" began Jack. Eina cut him off, "If you give him a good one for me, you can have a slice of cake."
Scott started to say something, but a ham-hock of a fist rocketed out and slammed into his shoulder once more. He went flying once again and landed in his former location.
"You stupid..." said Eina to Scott, before looking to Jack, "Thanks... Daddy..."
"You're welcome honey... Now about that cake," said Jack before walking over to the cake that taunted him from the table.
She flared her nostrils briefly in disgust then sighed. "Fine... be a fatty if you want."
"I have an ouchie," said Scott whimsically, while looking at her and rubbing his arm.
"Good..." she replied with a snort. Though, a strangely sorrowful expression did briefly cross her face.
"What? Not gonna kiss it and make it better?" he asked her with a goofy smile.
The sorrowful expression died quickly. She turned a little red then quickly turned away. "You really are a fat idiot!" she exclaimed in feminine disgust before stalking out of the room.
A moment later, she stalked back in, "And who would want to kiss you anyway!" she cried before stalking back out to the training room once more.
"Shut up! Stop laughing! He's not my boyfriend, dammit!" snarled Eina after a brief moment passed. The laughter only grew louder. A loud scream of feminine rage echoed throughout the building, "You all suck, so hard!"
Meanwhile, back in the kitchen, Jake had already cut a slice of the lop-sided cake. He gazed respectfully at the bit of fluffy, flaky, goodness at the end of his fork. Slowly, he leaned forward and claimed it.
Though, it was not the best tasting dessert in history, his eyes widened in appreciation. His body became fully erect and his lower lip quivered a little. Soo
n, a single manly tear trickled down his cheek. It had been so long, so very long.
"Can I have some?" asked Scott with a laugh.
Jack slung one arm around the cake and pulled it close. Like a bear guarding its precious kill, he growled at Scott and hovered. Victory was his, and it tasted sweet...
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