1 1. You called me beansprout (¯@¯)
La Malvar Manor
The Malvar's are family of white witches and only unmarried women compose of this clan. They don't belong to a certain covenant, they hides for thousands of years, they desire peace and never bother about the outside world. For every 4 years special twin are born a female & male. The female will remain and the male will be send to the father. If the female did not produce offspring the male is require to produce a female child to be given to the Malvar.
The 7 years old Margaret Rees Malvar was busy running away from her maid Shara with a bar of chocolate & bunch of candies she bundle using her skirt, she runs at full speed using wind spell and hides in the forest at the back of the mansion. Today is different she accidentally stumble upon a teenage boy sleeping under the tree. Face planted on the boy's tummy he groan and hurriedly push her aside and vomit. He look at her with hated glare.
" You made me spew my lunch little beansprout... the boy give her a death glare again
Beansprout -(⁰ꓕ⁰) Me.... Margaret Malvar a beansprout! this guy have some guts! He's courting death, dare to call the next head of Malvar clan a beansprout! I felt my rage upsurges I was going to apologies but hmmmp never mind he called me beansprout… I move closer to him and pull down the boy shirt full force and he was caught off guard and bend down to level our faces " Who told you to lie there you half grown man " annoying man
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The boy was speechless, he a vampire who exists for a thousands of years was called a half grown man by a human child who haven't reach puberty. Then all of a sudden he smell something off coming from the girl.
"did you excrete? You smell! And cover his nose automatically
What!!! I touch my behind & check my clothes for dirt. I am clean & clear of poop "Who poop? I did not… are you insulting me? I turning red in anger.
"Don't come near me you smelly thing" … the boy move back in few steps.
I Margaret feel insulted and chase the boy "smelly huh" move faster and hug the started boy…
"Get away from me you stinking child" the boy straggle from my hold but to no avail we stumble and I was on top of him
I casted an immobile spell on him and kiss the boy forehead… the boy was horrified…. " you are a witch! He accuse ..." why you kiss me?" his red beautiful eyes are open wide I was fascinated. This boy is not human that's for sure…. "get off me you rascal, uncast the spell now…. "the boy was furiously screaming at me…. "You don't have respect for your elder "release me now" he order
"too noisy" I casted a spell again "Mute" the boy become even more white from anger, I am pretty pleased with this outcome. That what you get for lowering your guard around me.
At my young age I started learning spell and other species history, its required for the next head of the Malvar. Everybody think that I was docile, timid & agreeable. I don't see any disagreeable in the teaching of the elders or things around me I was quite satisfied but I get easy bored so. To past my time I played tricks to the house help.
"How dare you call me stinky " I reprimanded the boy "and who is my elder? you half grown man hmmmpp"I was lenient for the first offense I let it pass but this stinky thing I will never" the boy has the look of " what- first- offense-" so I answer him back" you called me beansprout" revenge that was in my mind… I will never let him go, he has to pay.
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"don't bother to apologies" the girls declare with a raise chin " I put my hand & drool on you so your mine" she folded her little arms and a sinister smile was painted on the child lips. And I was horrified, this is a human child…. A child? Or a midget gangster…" did I accumulate many years of bad luck?
