Noah Black's perspective

I cemented in my place and turned slowly to see who it was. It was Dave. Moreover, fuck!He was just a baby kid!

I gulped nervously and bent down on my knees to reach his face, "are you, Dave?"

He nodded his head slowly and said, "yes, and why are you yelling at my elder sister?" He made a puppy face with his lips.

I scratched the back of my neck, awkwardly in embarrassment, and patted his head, "How old are you, kiddo?"

He jerked my hand away, "Don’t call me kiddo! I’m a man! I’m four." And he raised four fingers to my face.

I coughed...