C L (First Version-Complete)

9: Bastard Child

The moon was the night's beacon. Its light was more bearable than the sun. It was more humble and calming. It was as if nothing could ever contaminate it as it continued to bring light after the downfall of the sun.

I wish to be like that before. I wanted to maintain my chastity and never have it be consumed by the indecency of others. But what I liked about the moon was that it could maintain its purity and at the same time it served its purpose to others. I did have my purity back then but...I was useless. I was worthless. I had no purpose to live. I was just an unscarred object with no use. And that was okay for me. I was fine being that way.

My life was in a complete and utter dullness until oniisan arrived. He forced me into this situation. He contraindicated what was taught to me for the past 18 years and with that span of training, I should have been back in the kingdom eating the same bland bread that I have consumed every day.

I removed the arm of Caleb that was draped over my waist. I stood up from the soft and smooth cushion of the mushroom floor and stared at the back of Riu who slept parallel to us from across the small room. I couldn't sleep. Neither of them snored and there was no sound of any bugs that could eliminate the long line of deafening silence that kept me awake up to this point. It was a fine discovery to witness that the earsplitting werewolf had his moments of silence. He just breathed calmly and his usually jolly face was twisted into a complete frown though it might be just because he already had the natural frown look which was just enhanced during his sleep.

I walked out of the mushroom house and sat in front of the pyram. I stared at the moon and waited for Lucius to arrive. He should have caught up by now. He should be the one sleeping beside me. I will use his ridiculous snore as a key to open the door towards the arms of slumber.

A soft breeze drifted towards me which made my eyes look at a tree bearing a fruit that I have never eaten before. The leaves' colors were alternations of green and silver  and they were glittery. I approached the tall tree and wondered why I have never seen such a fruit. It reminded me of something.

The fruit was long in length. Its skin was red and it would seem that it covered the fruit's edible part which was pink in color. The skin didn't cover the whole edible area and left a small visible piece which showed a tiny slit in the middle that was dripping with something white. What an odd fruit. I cocked my head to the side and then peeked inside my pants. I looked back and forth between my ling (penis) and then the fruit. I never knew that a ling can grow from trees. It looked like my ling when it wasn't yet circumcised.

How nefarious.

My eyes widened when I heard the tree talking. I can understand plants by their feelings but I never knew that they can talk. This tree had a voice deeper than Lucius.

"Salutem! (Greetings!), I am Tom. I am a professional baby-maker, fruit bearer, fortune-teller, bystander, day sleeper, afternoon sleeper, night sleeper, and dawn sleeper. Would you like a penisot? (Penis?)"

"When are you awake? You sleep all day and all night," I deadpanned.

"Why, I thought you never ask! I am awake when the moon is full and when I feel someone's hormones rush to the south near me. Libido is my energy and love is my life. Why let it shoot outside when he can shoot inside? Let the energy flow inside of you and be free!" he stated much to my confusion.

"I do not understand. Would you care to demonstrate?" I asked the tree which laughed over my evident bewilderment.

"Ah my boy, although you are beautiful, I do not fancy beings that do not have branches. I have a leaf fetish. But would you like to make a detka (baby) with me?"