IN THE ARMS OF MR. MICHAELS (UNDER MAJOR REVISION)

6: Newcomers

" Much talking is the cause of danger. Silence is the means of avoiding misfortune. The talkative parrot is shut up in a cage. Other birds, without speech, fly freely about. "

----Saskya Pandita

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"They are armed, Anya! That is not the rescue we're waiting for!"

Robert muttered in a hushed tone when she started to wriggle from his tight hold.

She was just waving at the newcomers, excited that finally, the rescue had come to take them back to their home. But he just came out of nowhere then carried her behind the rock she was in while holding her like he was some kidnapper saying what? The newcomers are not what they were waiting for? He's really out of his mind she can tell.

She looked up then glared at him while hand still clasped on her mouth.

"hmfmm, teg yohems out ommy mmfoth!" she tried to say while still wriggling her face from his tight hold.

He looked down at her for a moment with furrowed brows, confused to what she was saying then continued to take a peek at the still onboard newcomers.

How stupid! She thought, now annoyed to the boot.

"awshid, teg yor dirdy hems out ommy mmfoth!" again, she tried to say, more annoyed than ever.

"Shhh." He answered while looking at her with his index finger on his mouth. That made her anger more immense than ever.

'Okay, she had no choice now but to do this one thing.' She thought while smirking.

Let's see what he would do once she lick that bloody hand of his. Then she started to take her move.

When he felt her licking his hand like a dog, he immediately take his hand off of her mouth.

"What was that for??!" He whisper-yelled at her with horror in his face.

She smirked at him.

"I told you to take your bloody hand off of my mouth but you never listened, so I have no choice but to give you that." She scolded while trying to stop herself to burst into laughter.

He glared then scoffed at her reaction. He shook his head at her.

"Now's not the time to play, Ms. Monriz." He muttered under his breath with his serious face. Seeing him like that, she quickly turned into all serious face.

"Okay, I'm sorry. By the way, what d'you mean they are armed and not the rescue we're waiting for??" She asked in her all businesslike voice.

"They are no coast guards, they have no flags and printed name on their vessel." He said without taking his eyes away from the newcomers' way.

She joined him with his spying, although fear and shock rested on her face. She narrowed her eyes at the large vessel, yes, he was right with what he was saying.

All people onboard are so busy with pulling something. She looked at Robert's way when understanding dawn to her.

"Are they fishers??" she asked at him while turning her to look back to the vessel.

"Yes, I think they're fishers...." She looked at his way with furrowed brows when he stopped talking.

"And why would you think they can't help us go home??" He became silent for a few moment before answering her.

"They're illegal fishers, Anya.." He answered without a tinge of joke in his voice. She looked at him with wide eyes and mouth slightly open.

"Ooh, But they couldn't be possibly that bad like what you think, right?. Why don't we try to ask for help?"