The Yule Ball

"I can squish people's hands effectively?" Maik suggested

Descartes blushed slightly. "Father! That is very inappropriate." He said looking as though he would have a stroke.

Darius chuckled. "You're right. It's very rude of me."

Maik shrugged. "It's allright. I'm sure you didn't mean anything by it, did you Mr. Hubert?"

Darius nodded. "Well, you two should probably tour around the house. My study is so boring."

"It's not that boring." Maik said, looking at Descartes out of the corner of her eye.

Descartes laughed softly. "Bye, father." he said taking Maik's hand and gently leading her out of the study?

"What did he mean by that?" Maik asked once they were out of earshot. "By me having a good grip?"

"Nothing, it was very perverse."

Maik frowned. "Not very nice of him."

"I know. I am so sorry."

"That's allright." Maik shrugged. "I can't expect him to welcome me with open arms."

"But still it was rude."

"I know, but there isn't much I can do about it is there?" Maik replied. "Don't worry about it."

Descartes nodded. "Well he didn't set up any rules" He says with a michevious smile.

Maik grinned. "No, he sure didn't. Must've slipped his mind."

"Good ting too, I wanna earn my rewards." Descartes said chuckling.

"You've done a good job so far." Maik smiled, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "That's for getting my drink right."

Descartes smiled cheesing it big time but still managed to be cute. "Good, I hope I get everything right."

"We'll see." Maik chuckled

Descartes nodded before noicing the time. "Wow, it's later than I thought."