Mochi stopped walking.
Turned slowly.
Looked down at Laddu.
Very slowly.
Very deliberately.
Mochi:
"I am seven feet tall." 🗿
The showroom froze.
Lights buzzing.
AC humming.
A distant printer stopped mid-print like it sensed danger. 🖨️😶
The seller blinked.
Once.
Twice.
Seller:
"…Seven?"
Mochi stood straighter.
Very straight.
Her head almost aligned with the top edge of the SUV door.
The seller swallowed so hard it was audible. 😰
Seller:
"…Wow."
Candy whispered proudly, hands on hips:
Candy:
"I told you.
Big sister is tall for real." ✨
Laddu looked up at Mochi.
Satisfied.
Victorious.
Laddu:
"See?
I wasn't exaggerating."
Mochi crossed her arms.
Mochi:
"So now what?"
Laddu spread his hand dramatically toward the driver's seat.
Laddu:
"Try it."
Mochi frowned.
Mochi:
"You want me to sit first?"
Laddu nodded eagerly.
Laddu:
"Yes.
If my seven-foot baby is comfortable,
I will also be comfortable."
Mochi narrowed her eyes.
Mochi:
"…I am not a baby."
Laddu smiled softly.
Laddu:
"Emotionally, you are very precious." 😌
She rolled her eyes and climbed into the driver's seat.
The seller leaned in nervously, palms sweating.
Seller:
"Please… adjust the seat slowly."
Mochi adjusted.
Seat sliding back ⏪
Legs stretching 🦵
Back straight 🧍♀️
Hands on the steering wheel ✋🚗
She paused.
Then—
Mochi:
"…This is comfortable."
The seller's face lit up like he'd just closed the deal of his life. 😍
Seller:
"Yes!
This model is designed for tall drivers!"
Laddu clapped softly.
Laddu:
"Excellent.
My baby fits."
Mochi glared.
Mochi:
"Stop calling me that."
Laddu ignored her completely and turned to the seller.
Polite.
Calm.
Deadly casual.
Laddu:
"Hey.
Can I have a coffee?" ☕
Mochi snapped her head toward him.
Mochi:
"WHAT."
The seller nodded instantly.
Seller:
"Of course, sir!"
Mochi stared at Laddu like she might run him over with the display car.
Mochi:
"You're not even going to sit in the car?"
Laddu smiled innocently.
Laddu:
"I am emotionally supporting from outside."
Mochi:
"You came here to avoid driving again."
Laddu shrugged.
Laddu:
"I never denied this."
Candy peeked inside the car, eyes sparkling.
Candy:
"Big sister driving!
Big brother drinking coffee!"
Mochi gripped the steering wheel.
Tight. 😤
Mochi:
"Get in.
Now."
Laddu pretended not to hear.
Laddu (to seller):
"No sugar.
Medium roast."
Seller:
"…Yes, sir."
Mochi leaned out of the window.
Mochi:
"If you don't get in this car in five seconds—"
Laddu raised a finger.
Laddu:
"I will run."
Mochi smiled.
Slow.
Calm.
Terrifying. 😈
Mochi:
"You can't."
Laddu blinked.
Mochi tapped the door gently.
Mochi:
"I have the keys." 🔑
The seller froze.
Candy gasped.
Candy:
"CHECKMATE." ♟️
Laddu sighed.
Deeply.
The sigh of a man who knows defeat.
Laddu:
"…Fine."
He opened the passenger door and sat inside.
Carefully.
Adjusted himself.
Paused.
Then—
Laddu:
"…Okay this is comfortable."
Mochi smirked.
Mochi:
"Seatbelt."
Laddu obeyed instantly. ✔️
The seller returned with coffee.
Seller:
"Sir—"
Laddu waved.
Laddu:
"Give it to her.
She earned it."
Mochi blinked.
The seller handed her the cup.
Mochi:
"…Thank you."
Laddu leaned back, satisfied.
Laddu:
"Now."
Mochi turned her head.
Laddu looked at her.
Laddu:
"Teach me."
For the first time—
No excuses.
No escape kisses.
No running.
Just two people in a car.
And a lesson that could finally begin. 🚗✨
📝 THE FASTEST PAPERWORK IN HISTORY
The seller cleared his throat.
Seller:
"Sir… we can do the paperwork—"
Laddu raised one finger.
Laddu:
"Wait."
The seller froze mid-blink.
Laddu looked around the car once more.
Touched the seat.
Tapped the door.
Checked the space.
Then nodded.
Laddu:
"I need this car.
Right now."
The seller's professional smile leveled up. 🔥
Seller:
"…Yes sir.
Of course sir."
Mochi turned.
Mochi:
"Right now?"
Laddu nodded calmly.
Laddu:
"Yes.
We are already emotionally attached."
Candy clapped wildly.
Candy:
"NEW CAR NEW LIFE!"
Papers appeared 📄
Pens flew ✍️
Cards swiped 💳
Machine beeped 🔔
Approved.
The seller stared at the receipt like it was sacred scripture.
Seller:
"…Congratulations, sir."
Laddu nodded.
Laddu:
"Thank you."
Mochi whispered:
Mochi:
"You didn't even negotiate."
Laddu leaned closer.
Laddu:
"I negotiate contracts.
Not safety."
That ended the discussion.
Candy whispered loudly:
Candy:
"Big brother is rich rich."
🌟 THE FIRST DRIVE
They walked back to the car.
Mochi automatically took the driver's seat.
No discussion.
No argument.
Pure instinct.
Candy jumped into the back.
Candy:
"I sit here!"
Laddu followed and sat beside her.
The seller blinked again.
Seller:
"…Sir, you won't be driving?"
Laddu smiled politely.
Laddu:
"Not today."
Seller nodded like a man who had seen things.
Seller:
"…Of course."
Mochi adjusted the mirrors.
Seat.
Pedals.
Grip.
She inhaled.
Started the engine.
The car hummed smoothly. 🎶
Candy gasped.
Candy:
"IT SOUND LIKE ANIMATED MOVIE!"
Laddu leaned back.
Seatbelt on.
Hands relaxed.
Laddu:
"Smooth."
Mochi eased the car forward.
Slow.
Careful.
The showroom doors opened.
Sunlight flooded in 🌤️
The road waited.
Candy pressed her face to the window.
Candy:
"WE ARE REALLY GOING!"
Laddu watched Mochi from the seat beside her.
Quiet.
Respectful.
No jokes.
For once.
Mochi felt it.
Didn't look at him.
But smiled.
Just a little. 😊
Because the car wasn't the only thing moving forward.
They were too. 🚗✨