Though the ntal connection wasn't too high that I could see through its thoughts in one glance nor was it too low for to be unable to tell what it was thinking.
And that was sothing which I was happy for. Because I didn't want to find out what would happen if it got horny.
Just thinking about that made want to throw up whatever was in my mouth.
I certainly don't want to know or feel sothing like that.
'Roll to the side' I thought as I tested the ntal connection between us.
I watched as the rat rolled over on its back before landing on its four feet without hesitation.
Loyal indeed.
Still, I wonder what it would do if I asked it to jump into the ocean.
Would it?
Or would it not?
The book said that the tad beast was extrely loyal, but still, even though I believed it, I can't help but run my own experint just to confirm.
Maybe not!
Turning my head away from the window behind , I chose not to go that far. There was still a lot of ti in my hands, so there was no need for to test whether the book was right or wrong and risk losing my first tad pet.
Strange! Sohow I felt this little creature growing on .
I didn't know if it was because of the ntal connection that we both shared, or the fact that he could obey every single order I gave without hesitation.
Nevertheless, even though my current companion was just a rat. It was a breath of fresh air knowing that I wasn't alone in this new world.
"Are you hungry?" I asked as I sohow felt that its attention was drawn towards the food on my table.
And surprisingly it nodded.
It seems that the creatures here might be more intelligent than the ones back on earth.
Gesturing for it to follow , I watched as the rat jumped off my desk and landed on the chair beside it before it landed on the ground, tailing behind .
Since it understands what I was saying, I might as well give it a na.
Can't let my first tad pet remain naless, can l?
"Rumble!!!"
Never mind, I will think about it later. I seriously don't know how much my stomach can stay hungry before it caves in on itself.
Removing the plates that covered the food, I wasted no ti devouring the food with my eyes as its aroma drowned in my saliva.
2 Bread and 3 rows of sauced fish!
I know that I was on a pirate ship so this combination shouldn't be strange. But you have to be kidding by telling that the forr Prince Wyatt eats this daily.
Or was it just a once-in-a-while course?
Regardless, I can't deny that it slls good, but still, I will have to find ti to make my way to the kitchen later and see the amount and the type of food that is reserved on the ship.
But till then, the hunger in my stomach couldn't wait to be satiated. So without further ado, I dived in.
The fish was okay, and when combined with the bread, it made so weird but satisfying combinations.
"Squeak!!" "Squak!!!"
A strange little noise attracted my attention, causing to look down below.
Would you look at that, the little guy said his first words.
Cutting the other half of my fish, I placed it on a plate and kept it on the floor.
And in an instant, the little guy rushed in on the fish in delight and appreciation.
Its emotion was conveyed to , allowing to know how it truly felt at the mont.
"You are welco, just be a good pet and we won't have any problems" I said before going back to enjoying my al.
….......
"Haaah!!! That was strangely satisfying" I said to myself as I looked down to see if soone else besides enjoyed their al.
And he did.
The little guy was lying on his back with a full rounded pot belly.
But I can't bla the little guy since I found it a little comical that he had gobbled up a whole fish after I decided to give him another one.
Picking him up and placing him on the dinner table, I began thinking of the na I should give him.
Is he or a she?
Hmm!! I better check.
After my curiosity peaked, I did my little investigation and found out that it was a he.
"Cough!!" "Cough!!!"
That might have been a little weird even for .
Anyway, I wonder what I should na this guy.
Bolt? Nah, he is not a dog.
Bullet? Hmm!! Not that either.
Ratatouille? That might be a little discriminating not that the little guy would know what it ans though.
And I am pretty sure that he doesn't know how to cook either.
I never knew thinking of a na could be so hard.
Wait!!
I got it.
Looking at the little guy as he stared at curiously, I said "I will be calling you Bones from now on so you better get used to it".
His head tilted up and down, nodding as though he understood . And through the connection we had, I felt like he did.
Alright, let's test it.
"Bones, bring that plate" I said, pointing to the plate I had kept on the other side of the table.
I watched as Bones rolled over flat on his belly and walked with so difficulty over to the direction of the plate.
Although it was amusing and entertaining as I watched him push the immovable plate with everything he had, I still had to stop him as I didn't want my first tad pet dying on due to dyspepsia.
"Let's go to sleep"
Bones understood my words and hopped on the side of my belt, clinging onto my pockets as I stood up.
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