Dumb Questions Novels & Stories

Damn him, He answered my question so smartly that I was still clueless about the fact whether we were mates or not. . . . #TBC

Is that even possible? “Are you an idiot?”

Anyone asking too many questions. Including me.

"Listen to this and tell me what it is. If you're wrong… Well, I'll just have to put it in somewhere." What the heck? Keane was being such a bastard! I attempted to break free once more, only to end up subdued again. Keane placed a vibrating object right beside my ear. The sound it was making instantly made my ears turn scarlet. "Go on. Take a guess," he said as his hands roamed all over me, making me squirm and curl my toes. "You must guess what it is." There were tons of objects that vibrated! How was I supposed to know which one this was?

Guess I'd start it then. I sneaked a glimpse of him to see that he was so concentrated on the one plate he was drying. “Hey. How about we do twenty questions?” “What's that?” My eyes widened in shock, and I held a soapy hand on my chest. “What? Are you telling me you've never heard of twenty questions? Every young person knows it, even the old ones. That's not true.” “I'm not like everyone else. And I don't relate with humans, so it's perfectly normal not to know. It sounded childish anyway.” He continued rinsing and drying, leaving me with my mouth hung open and eyes still wide as a saucer.

“ don’t think that I am dumb , for goodness sake this is my house and for you to get assured and stop being scared , I want you to know that the bed is waterproof , all I just have to do is for my bed sheet to be changed . I nodded my head to his words and that was when the questions that I have been wanting to ask him came into my head . “ So tell me daddy , can ask you any question . He nodded his head at me and just smiled . I knew that no matter how hard I tried to pretend like I didn’t want to ask that damn questions , I had to ask about it anyway . “ So tell me daddy , you are going to be 50 in a short while and you want to tell me that you don’t have kids and most times I wonder how y

Even with me two steps up from him, he was still a tad bit taller. "Listen Damon. If you ask a stupid question, you get a stupid answer. No matter how many times someone says there's no such thing as a stupid question. There is. They only say that to make you feel good about yourself for being stupid." "What the fuck are you on about?" I opened my mouth to speak before he interrupted me again. "You know what, don't bother. Your probably just going to confuse yourself." "Rude!" I said offended. He smirked before shaking his head and descending the rest of the stairs.

“Don't you dare ask me any fucking questions.” Oh, snap.

After studying me for quite some time, he finally tossed out his question. "Hey, Daniel. What do you think about the Internet rumors claiming that you're Mr. Kirkland's lackey?" The entire audience broke out into loud chatter the moment they heard Thomas' question. It was an extremely sharp, nonsensical, and idiotic question, to say the least. In fact, the nature of this question was as dumb as Thomas the dumbass. Thomas and the mentors around him all stared at me in a mixture of curiosity, amusement, and anticipation. They were waiting to see how I'd respond to this question.

Grandmother pretended not to understand Dum's question and made a puzzled expression at him. "Mrs. Damore is correct Sir, I also don't understand your question to her," I asked, pretending to be mystified by the question. "Okay, I'll make my question clear for both of you to understand," Dum said to us, a grin on his lips. "Are you a member of the family of my secretary?" Dum clarified the query. After understanding Dum's question, Grandmother burst out laughing, "What makes you say that I have a family connection with you, secretary Mr. Mace?" "Grandmother responds to Dum's question.