LB 22

"Granny!", Mellow ran towards the old woman with a corn in his right hand. "Is this corn ripe enough?", he showed the old woman the corn. The old woman wiped her sweat of using the back of her right palm and leaned in to see the corn clearly.

"Try pressing one of the kernels", she said. Mellow pulled down one of the corn leaves and puncture his nail into a kernel.

"It looks a little white", said Mellow as he looked closer at the kernel. "If it's white then put it inside the basket along with the others", said the old woman while pointing at a basket near where the pumpkins were planted. Mellow head towards the basket and put the corn inside it.

As he stood still, his shadow faded little by little. He looked up and saw that the sky was cloudy. A bead of sweats trickled down his right cheek. "It looks like it's going to rain, so why does the weather still feels hot?", he mumbled as he fanned himself while looking down.

"Mellow!", he turned his head to his left and saw Iory running towards him with a fearful expression. "What's wrong?", Mellow asked. Iory shouted, "bee!" and grabbed Mellow's forearm. Without hesitation, Mellow immediately ran along with him. The two of them ran towards the table and saw the old woman peeling off some corn leaves.

"Granny!", the two of them shouted almost in sync. The old woman startled and turned her head towards them. "Why are you running?", she raised a brow. "And where are your baskets?"

Iory walked up to her with his eyes widened. "Granny, a bee wanted to kill me!", Iory whined while pointing towards the garden. The woman replied, "oh that must be a honeybee. There are tons of them around here. Don't worry, they won't harm you unless you disturbs them. Now go get your baskets."

Iory quickly shook his head as Mellow walked towards them while taking his gloves off. "This hansome face of mine isn't worth the risk", said Iory as he pointed his face with both of his hands. Mellow placed his gloves on the table and teased, "I doubt that anyone will notice your swelling face with all that Chewbacca hair around you."

"How dare you, peasant? This is called manliness, unlike you can't even grow a moustache", Iory gave him a smirk. Mellow looked at him and frowned. The two of them slowly squinted their eyes as they leaned closer to each other.

"Chewbacca!"

"Emo Peter Parker!"

The two of them hit each other playfully until Paste, who came back from it's stroll began to wandered off again after seeing two young man hitting each other while laughing.

"Hah, children..", the old woman sighed while looking at them. "Oh yeah, where is Tory anyway?", she asked to herself since she haven't seen him.