"Hey Mr. Angry bird, Can I take a spoon from your food?"  He innocently asked.

I turned to him.

"Who is Angry bird here? Why are you calling me with this nane name since we meet?" I irritadely asked.

"Of course you are

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"Of course you are. Who else? You got angry on small things and start shouting. So you are Angry bird. Simple."  He replied.

"And you are a trouble maker." I replied.

"No, I am not. "  He said.

"Yes, you are." I replied.

"Okay whatever, Now can I get 1 spoon from your food."  He again asked.

"Why? Don't you have your own food?"  I asked annoyedly.

"Yeah I have. But your food is different and it is looking so yummy."  He cutely said.

"So can I have?" He again asked.
And before I could say anything he extended his spoon to my bowl and take a full spoon and shove it in his mouth.

He closed his eyes, smiled brightly and enjoyed the food.

(Imagine him smiling in closed eyes)

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(Imagine him smiling in closed eyes)

Whenever he smile something happen inside me. I don't know what is it? But it is something...

He again extended his spoon and take a good spoon food from my bowl and ate like a kid. I didn't interfere him and let him eat like he do.

I have heard a saying "Another's plate always seems good"  and I think this saying is perfect for this little boy. When he got satisfied with enough spoons from my bowl. He straightened his back and started to eat his own food.

"Thank you Mr. Angry bird."  He muttered happily with mouth full with food.

I glared him. Why the hell he keeps calling me Angry bird? Is it because I keep scolding him or what? Whatever. Pheww..

I finished my food but he was not full. He demands for another bowl. Can't believe this little guy can eat this much. He has a good appetite but he looked thinner. He was slim. His waist was so small. I can even grab it in my one hand.
What the hell? Why am I admiring his figure? Argghhh What's wrong with me?

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