Chapter 333: Wishes Are Like Knives
"But you were right, Daddy," I chuckled, smiling up at Chang Xuefeng. "I really did need to get out of the house. I haven’t had this much fun in a while! We should do this more often."
Chang Xuefeng looked at me, an indulgent smile on his face even as he brushed back my hair. "Whatever Princess wants," he assured me, even as we all heard the sound of a ’crunch’. Turning, we all looked at where Jonas had accidentally stepped on a skull left over from the soldiers.
It must have still had an eye in its socket because the pressure from Jonas’ foot sent it flying onto the floor. The hounds, thinking that they had found a new game, started chasing after it. Unable to dig into the hard marble floors, their claws slipped, sending them sliding in different directions, even as their mouths tried to get the eye.
Dimitri couldn’t help but laugh as the eye landed against his boot. Bending down, he picked it up and held it between his thumb and index finger. "Who wants it?" he asked as the hounds slid to a stop in front of him, their little stubs of a tail frantically wagging back and forth. "Go get it!"
Tossing the eyeball down the hallway, the hounds raced after it until they slammed into the elevator. Even I was surprised when the doors closed shut behind them and took them away.
"Shouldn’t we go after them?" I asked, looking at Dimitri as he wiped his fingers on his pant leg.
"Naw," he purred, winking at me. "How much harm can a couple of pups cause havin’ fun?"
Seeing his point, I nodded my head, even as Gerald started sputtering beside me. "No!" he cried, trying to get control over the situation. "This can’t be happening! A lifetime of work, destroyed in a single night. My work!"
Désiré sauntered over to Gerald and patted him on the shoulder even as he shook his head. "Well, like we say in O City... Laissez les bons temps rouler. You be too tight, let go ’n enjoy life."