Mermaid Effect

Rand's breathing became so fast that he had to close his eyes and force himself to calm down for a while.

Wisdom creatures.

Rand thought, oh God, it is a smart creature.

Not long ago with Munster...accurately, when Munster’s first encounter with the monster state, Rand was in extreme fear, he did not really realize that Munster repeated his words. What is the meaning.

After all, a macaw will speak, and some people can even call their mother at the camera.

But when he has enough calmness, for example, now, he is beginning to realize that Munster is different.

Munster may really have wisdom.

Rand took a deep breath and then he reached out. He wasn't sure it was right, but he finally got the courage to gently touch Munster's wet and sticky skin. The latter satisfactorily raised his eyes (actually a little scary), and he put his face in the palm of Rand and gently rubbed it, and the happy snoring rolled out of his throat.

You have to admit that no matter how terrible the appearance, its behavior is no different from before. Rand felt a sense of familiarity from this familiar spoiler. Of course, considering Munster's current appearance, this kind of spoiling is a bit strange, but people always get used to it.

"You know... who are you?"

He asked again a question. Munster looked up and the tentacles on his head swayed a little slower. Rand felt that this action meant it was a bit confusing to the problem.

"you know……"

It stuttered and began a new repetition.

Rand interrupted it.

He pointed at himself and said slowly, "I, Rand." Then he pointed to Munster. "You, Munster, your name is Munster."

"Munster..."

The monster that can now be described as a huge body can be said.

It is clearly smarter than most animals, but there are obviously some distances compared to real humans. Three years old, or four years old? Rand is not very good at judging the level of wisdom it has now.

He began to think of Rogers's words - perhaps, just as he said, Munster is an alien?

Rand felt that he was a little funny, but he still had to admit that those science fiction novels leaped like kangaroos in his head. Of course, it may be the inhabitants of Atlantis in the deep sea. It is even more ridiculous. But, like Rand, people who have spent a long time in the library, in any case, always have some in the heart. People's Carlisle is unrealistic fantasy.

Now, those illusions that seem to never become true, appear in front of Rand in a wonderful way.

(Of course, he has no better way to explain why his pet suddenly becomes a terrible monster... Perhaps, not so terrible? It seems very well-behaved, loves coquetry, it has begun to learn to think of itself. name.)

He unconsciously licked his dry lips, nervous, fear (but has been alleviated a lot), and excitement... The total complex emotions violently collided in his heart, making his heart beat like a plus. A few motors.

His pupils dilated slightly, and the temperature of the exhaled air became higher – an expression of excitement.

And Munster’s five senses that are sharper than any creature immediately capture this. According to its current common sense, this is a very good phenomenon. It is sincerely happy, even if the narrow nest makes it very uncomfortable.

It must be very careful not to break this incomparable fragile nest, and its chaotic little head is more of an instinct - if it breaks it, the wonderful and lovely companion in front of it will Very angry.

This is absolutely to be avoided, yes, all courtships are like this, you must work harder than ever to discuss your partner's favor.

This is especially true for the rare creatures of the scorpion. If you provoke a suitable partner, it is very likely that your whole fish will never see another partner... not to mention, Munster is very satisfied with his partner.

Even if he doesn't even have scales, and he has a tail, his physical strength is weak enough to make every mermaid feel heartbreaking, but whoever makes it like it. What's more, it is stronger than any scorpion, it always creates the most beautiful nest for him, capturing the most abundant food.

It is the best companion in the world - perhaps not yet able to really understand other knowledge, but it knows this profoundly.

How could its dear companion not accept it?

......

Rand gaze at Munster's **** eyes. Well, he still has some discomfort. When the nictitating film slides over its eyes, he always unconsciously emits some goose bumps. He didn't quite understand what Munster's gaze represented, but he was always physically uncomfortable.

If you want to give an explanation, it is probably the foresight of a certain danger that the ancient cavemen have left in the depths of the Rand gene.

Although Rand did not really understand this, he is now trying to take his hand off Munster's face with some difficulty. However, the two pin-shaped tentacles entangled his wrist on the eve of his movement.

The terrible touch almost made Rand scream again. Fortunately, he finally resisted. He really didn't want to be the same as the horror movie heroine. He dried up his throat and forced himself to suppress the fear of physical and emotional aspects.

Then he tried to persuade Munster.

"Let, let me go, Munster, let me go."

Munster's red eyeball turned slightly, and it looked at Rand, then a low-pitched squeak, but the tentacles tightened Rand's wrist tighter.

It pretends to be completely ignorant of Rand's words, but apparently it has forgotten that even when it was an amphibious animal, this set has been practiced numerous times between it and Rand. .

It is always passionate about sticking to Rand and never give up trying.

Rand felt the special touch of the tip of the tentacles on the skin of the wrist, and felt that the roots of his hair had to stand up.

Oh, this is really **** too disgusting!

Even a NASA-certified alien is so hard to bear with him.

Rand had to say "release" to Munster again.

Munster’s response to him was...

"Hey..."

It hates this small nest, and if it is accompanied by Rand, it will make it a lot better. So even if he had already heard the hint of anger in the German-language anger (even the kind that Rand didn't realize), Munster decided to struggle again in the past.

After Rand's numerous attempts, he only felt exhausted.

Is this a black comedy? A few hours ago, he screamed at a monster in the bathroom. After a few hours, he was trying to get rid of the same monster.

The sky was already bright, the golden sun came in, and the sound of the bird and the car flew away from far away.

If this is a normal day, he should now be ready to get out of bed and give himself a cup of coffee and start breakfast.

But now, look at what it is, his body is still covered with mucus that smells strange and has become slimy, and his wrist is wrapped around a large and ugly alien (or Atlanti) In the tentacles of the sage, he was angry, seriously lack of sleep, and exhausted.

Munster really didn't realize that in the past, how much more and less rand could feel a little soft-hearted behavior. In its present, it is just a complete nightmare.

Finally, tiredness, or sleep deficiency, made him lose his senses.

He couldn't help but drag down the slippers and slap a lot on Munster's head.

"Let me go, damn, let me go."

Well, everything is exactly the same as before.

Munster finally let go of Rand, and his tentacles were pulled behind his head.

In fact, in the end, Rand had already returned to God, his heart muscles were cramping - waiting for Munster to attack him.

Rand didn't forget how terrible it was after Rogers attacked Munster.

Fortunately, the final facts prove that there is a clear distinction between slippers and bullets. The most intuitive proof is that Munster’s slap in the last rand is just trying to shrink himself into a small group and screaming sadly. .

Rand licked his forehead and he staggered toward his bedroom.

Munster now makes him feel dizzy, he just wants to take a good sleep and then climb up to deal with the little monster.

However, when Rand finally lie in bed, the familiar smell of water came from the room again.

At the door, there was a sound of Sasso, which was very light, but it was still obvious.

Rand opened his eyes and confronted four red eyes that were round and round. His feeling of headache became strong...

Munster is glaring at Rand's bedroom door, which looks like every cell in the body says "I want to come in," but in the end it just stays at the door. After seeing Rand's eyes open, it rolled its tail, slid and climbed onto the roof, and tried to hide its own small body with a dead end.

......

Rand stayed on the bed for a long time with his forehead.

In the end, he made a long sigh of despair.

He opened the quilt, stood up, went to the door and looked up at Munster.

"Well, you won," he said. "I think that aquarium is definitely not for you, so today, you can sleep in the bathtub. I think you probably won't mind salt water now or Is it fresh water?"

Munster nervously confronted Rand. Such a long passage is still too difficult to understand for it.

So it is the same as before, stuttering attempts to repeat this passage.

"Good... greasy... hard..." it opened vaguely, and was interrupted by Rand unbearably.

Rand grabbed the wet, soft tail that it had hanged down, as if it had been taken from the ceiling without any effort.

Munster fell in his arms, much heavier than he thought, and Rand made a sigh, but he eventually hugged Munster.

Then he cursed his heart softly, or weak (after all, he lost to drowsiness, he just wants to sleep now - at least, he convinced himself), hugged Munster to the bathroom and threw it Into the bathtub.

He put the water on Munster and finally settled it.

Crossing the incredible bathroom door and lying on the slanting mattress placed, Rand sighed desperately.

For God's sake, can someone tell him why the life he will face overnight is so different?

This is crazy!

......

He turned over and then another one. But from the direction of the bathroom, there was still a strong enthusiasm for the eyes of the entity. Finally, he couldn't help but open his eyes and looked at the head from the bathtub, looking at his Munster.

(Strangely, until now, he is finally completely afraid of it, even if there is no fear.)

"what?"

He shouted at the monster.

Munster shrank his head back silently, but after a few seconds, he headed out again.

It opens its mouth in a wonderful tone.

"Rand..."

"Well, I am here."

Rand said.

"Rand..."

"Sleep, Munster."

Rand waved his hand and then couldn't control it anymore, slowly closing his eyes.

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