Chapter 213 Poo Poo

"You want to go out?"

Michael looked at Sarah who had just come out of her son's room and was walking towards the front door.

Her appearance was immaculate, making Michael wonder if she wanted to come out.

Sarah was a little surprised when she heard Michael's voice. She thought Michael would be so busy working on his laptop that he wouldn't even notice she was going out.

Well… she had to get past Michael, of course he would see her.

"Yes, I have some business to do," Sarah replied curtly. She and Michael's relationship is not that close so she had to tell him that she was actually going for an interview looking for a job.

Michael just nodded at Sarah's cold response.

"What about lunch and the Twins?" Michael asked again, making Sarah, who had walked, immediately stop and turn to look at Michael.

"I'll be back before lunch. They're both still napping."

After saying that, Sarah immediately went to the door in a hurry so that Michael wouldn't ask her another question and it would make her late.

This was her first interview call and Sarah didn't want to make a bad impression by showing up late. She hoped she could get the job right away.

Michael just nodded his head once more when he heard Sarah's words. He wondered where she was going with that neat look, but Sarah didn't seem to want to tell him at all judging by her behavior.

Michael then turned back to his laptop screen and continued his work. His face looks a little sad.

He thought he could spend time with the Twins since Sarah was out, but it was a shame that both puppies were sleeping.

However, a few minutes later, Michael's wish finally came true, but this was completely different from what he had imagined.

"I want to poo poo… uhhh…"

"Poo poo?" Michael repeated Gabriel's words. His face looked a little confused, but when he saw the expression on the little boy's face. Something immediately kicked Michael's head.

This kid wants to poop!

"Shouldn't a kid at his age be able to go to the bathroom on his own?" thought Michael in bewilderment when he heard the little boy's request.

Michael immediately shook his head. This is not the time to think about that! He then hurriedly stood up and immediately hugged the child, his face looking panicked.

"Wait… Wait a minute… Do I have to go to the bathroom upstairs or in their bedroom bathroom?" Michael muttered looking very confused.

"Uncle… the poo poo doesn't want to come out yet. You don't need to look panicked," Gabriel said when he saw Michael's panicked face. A crisp laugh then escaped his tiny lips.

Michael gaped at the sight of the little boy laughing. Did he actually really want to poop?

"Are you sure you want to go to the bathroom?" asked Michael who was starting to doubt because suddenly the little boy was laughing.

The smile immediately disappeared from Gabriel's face and he nodded his head.

"Yes. I want to poo poo!" said Gabriel seriously.

Michael sighed when he saw the little boy's face, it seemed he was serious and didn't want to play with him.

Michael finally led Gabriel to the bathroom in the Twins' room. After they reached the bathroom, he immediately put Gabriel down.

"Do you need help?" asked Michael, looking awkward. Did he have to help the little boy to take his pants down?

"No, I can poo poo myself. Can uncle wait outside? I want to poo poo," said Gabriel who had put his hands on his pants, but he didn't lower them.

"Oh!" Michael immediately realized and immediately pulled the door to close it.

"Don't close the door! I'm scared! Uncle should open it up a bit!" said Gabriel when he saw Michael's attitude.

Once again only the sound of ohh was heard in Michael's mouth when he heard the little boy's words and he once again complied.

"Is this enough?" Michael asked as he left some distance between the door and the room.

"Yes. That is enough!"

Michael was silent when he heard this. He then began to hear that the little boy had opened the lid of the toilet seat and started to do his business.

Michael was once again dumbfounded. What is he actually doing right now? He thought the little boy needed his help but he didn't need any help at all!

"Is that kid starting to open up to me?" Michael thought as the thought crossed his mind. His facial expression suddenly smiled.

Last night he and Gabriel bonded when he showed him how to play with his car, and he is not vicious like the other puppy. So could their relationship have become close?

"Gabriel? Why did you call uncle when you can poo poo by yourself?" Michael asked, holding back a smile.

Kids can't lie, right? Michael wanted to hear that answer from the little boy's sweet mouth.

"Because of the poo poo monster!"

"Hah?" Michael's expression immediately changed when he heard Gabriel's words. Poo poo monster?

"What do you mean?"

"Uncle don't know poo poo monster?" Gabriel asked in a slightly disappointed tone.

The little boy then told about the monster and he was afraid that the monster would catch him while he was poo poo.

Michael was again dumbfounded when he heard the little boy's explanation. He didn't know if this monster was real or if it was just the little boy's imagination, but this wasn't what he had imagined at all.

"Ahh… I see," said Michael who couldn't hide his disappointment.

Gabriel didn't answer and there was a groan in the bathroom before finally being followed by a relieved voice.

"Looks like your poo poo bomb will scare the poo poo monster away," Michael said suddenly to let the little boy know he was still there.

Suddenly Gabriel started laughing again.

"What is it?" asked Michael in confusion.

"Uncle said poo poo!" Gabriel said with a laugh.

"Ah!" Michael fell silent when he heard that. He didn't know why it was funny to the little boy, but it seemed like it could bring him closer to the little boy.

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"Uncle, I'm hungry!" said Gabriel looking at Michael with serious expression.

Michael looked at the little boy in disbelief, did he get hungry after he had just take a poop?

"Let uncle see if there is something you can eat," Michael said then walked to the refrigerator.

Gabriel followed behind him and immediately sat down at the dining table, waiting for what Michael would give him.

Michael's face looked dissatisfied with the contents of his refrigerator, he then looked at Gabriel who had been waiting.

"Sorry, there's nothing for you to eat right now! Ah! How about fried chicken? Or pizza?" asked Michael who was thinking of ordering fast food for the little boy.

"Is that okay?" asked Michael, turning to Gabriel.

Michael's facial expression immediately changed when he saw what the little boy was doing.

The little boy was tapping on the table with his tiny little finger and his forehead was furrowed, as if he was thinking something.

It looked very similar to what he often did!