Waifu husbando? What does that even mean?
Squigly paused to think of a decent excuse to explain Xavier’s disappearance to Cerebella if she were ever to come into his house and find him missing. Unfortunately, even with all of her cleverness, she was unable to come up with a single idea. “Uhhhhhh….. I don’t know. Maybe we can just hope she won’t come.”
"Xavier?" Squigly says, picking the tiny boy up gently. "What happened to you?"The boy waited for her response. This was a good question, and a rather difficult one at that. Knowing the woman, she was already on her way now. No hope could help when it came to Cerebella, she’d show up at some point. “Perhaps hiding m-me would help? If sh-she come searching place m-me somewhere, in a j-jewlery box or something? I-I think that’s the o-only thing that’ll really w-work.” He suggested, his face warming up as time passed.
"That sounds like a great idea. Thank you Xaiver." She reaches up and pats the tiny boy on his tiny head, taking great care not to pat him too hard. "Now then. I suppose we should go now. The longer we are out in the open, the more likely someone we know will recognize us and find out your new, more pocket friendly size and that’s the last thing we want. Especially with the friends I have."
"I do? I mean, of course I do! I am a gentleman, after all, and… wait. Have you? Are you serious? B-Because I’d have you, of course!"
"Wonderful. You can pick me up at 7, ok? Since it’s our first date I won’t expect something extravagant, however do try to make it memorable."