GOING TO AFRICA.

“Master, where will be our destination?”

“I don’t know yet”. Hearing this question from Albert again for the umpteenth time, Clark grew irritated as he answered with a snap while turning to bonk his head.

The young teenager shrank as his voice lowered. “I’m sorry…”

Hearing that cheeky, fake, but weirdly adorable voice made Clark sigh exasperatedly. “Ok, go and get me the atlas ball so I can finally decide on a destination”.

Seeing Albert nod excitedly before jumping away the next moment only made him feel more like facepalming. Albert, well what could he say, as soon as King, Josh, and everyone else left him, the boy made him his force companion.

Since the first day that he knew the kid, he knew that Albert was an extrovert. Now that everyone was gone, the kid saw him as the only person to vent his urge to blabber every day on.

Yes, Albert had respect for him, but not as much as his love for blabbering non-stop every day.