Setting the boxes aside, Daryl sat himself down next to them, exhausted. "Why do I have to work like this?"
"Man, you're a weakling." she mumbled quietly, but just enough for Daryl to hear, while leaning over the stacked boxes to see his face.
Slightly pissed off, Daryl turned himself towards her, shouting "No, you just gave me too much to carry!"
"Aw, your pouting face is quite cute!" Daryl was taken back at the comment, and turned his face so she couldn't see the slight blush appearing on his cheeks. "Anyway, take this and cheer up!" She handed Daryl a toffee apple.
"What is this?" Daryl said, while looking confused.
"Your reward!"
"I don't want that horrible food." A tone of lying in this voice. She noticed this, and started maneuvering herself around the boxes. Because Daryl was sitting down, he had to lift his head so that he could see her face.
"When someone does something nice for you, shut up and accept it!" She leapt onto Daryl's lap, and started trying to shove the toffee apple inside his mouth.
"S-Stop it!" Daryl shouted, a fever of a light tone of pink started spreading over Daryl's cheeks and ears. He was trying his best to get the cat girl off of him, but they were an equal match.
After a few blushed moments of struggling, she managed to get the apple in his mouth, and she started laughing like an evil villain over his "genius" plan.