With all the strength centered on the soles of his foot, Valentin clenched his fist. That was easy. It only took a few seconds for him to land perfectly on the ground --covered by white and gray sparkling granites.
He stood up.
As always, the hedge was perfectly cut. Mr. Pivert was known to care so much about his lawn that he often became very upset every time he found kids trying to take his fruits without permission – just like what he was about to do now.
After a few steps to the nearest tree, he looked around to his surroundings. The tension came over him made everything felt so exciting. Mr. Pivert wouldn’t realize that someone had stolen his fruits. He’s too crazy to ever realize that – too crazy with his own ideas of going around the world with the balloon air he had.
He stretched out his hands up to the nearest fruit hanging on a branch. He should be in a hurry now. Rose waited on him on the hill. He would only take a few he could carry with his hands.
Yes.... The fruit over there looked so tempting.
“They look so delicious right?” a voice was heard.
“Yeah, they are, Sir.” He smiled.