A crack of a bright light broke out through the flats lands of the large farm. The bright rays cut into a small house. One young woman awoke, the new day shining through the curtains. She opened her eyes slowly, the blurry film still covering her sleepy eyes. The other woman in the room, however, was still sound asleep in her bed. As usual, the younger woman stood up and walked over to her sister, kicking the mattress.
The older sibling groaned, fully waking after the 3rd kick. "HEY!"
"It's time to wake up, Wynonna." She informed.
"Too fucking early."
"Same time as always."
"Still too early, Waves."
Wynonna sighed and grabbed her pants from the night before, yanking them on while she walked to the small closet to grab a shirt and bra. She stretched and went to the bathroom to get ready. Waverly followed the first part, but then went downstairs to get breakfast ready for her and the farmhands. She got out the deer bacon strips and began to cook them, turning around when she saw Dolls come up from his and Doc's basement room.
"Smells good, need any help?" He asked, rubbing his hands together.
"Yeah, can you go grab the milk and water from the fridge?"
"Of course, anything else, Miss Earp?"
"Ugh, I hate that title, just call me Waverly."
"Okay, anything else though?"
"Yes, can you wake up Doc, I need him to do a quick check on the goats to make sure they're okay. I noticed them calling late at night more often than usual."
"Okay." He said walking down to tell his co worker.
Waverly sighed and cleared her throat, flipping the bacon onto a plate before moving onto the next piece of the meal, english muffins. She placed them in the oven and baked them lightly before she got out the butter and set all the food on the table with four plates. She turned back around and grabbed the bowl of fruit from the window sill, placing it on the table as well. Wynonna came down stairs and stretched.
"The blueberries look almost ready. Same as the strawberries."
"Peaches and cherries."
"Peaches are no where close, same as the cherries. They need maybe another two weeks to be really ready for picking."
"Did we ever get a claim on the job posting?"
"I don't know… maybe." Her sister shrugged.
"Great."
"What was with the goats?"
"Already have Doc checking on them."
"Good." Wynonna said. As she turned around she smiled. "Looks great, need any help?"
"Just tell the boys breakfast is ready."
"Yokkie-doke." She said walking down to the basement.
Doc moved out of the way for the older Earp and looked at Waverly. "Waverly." He greeted, tilting his hat.
Doc walked out of the house to the barn where the goats all were. Dolls came up with Wynonna. They all sat down at the table and began to take a bit of their food. Wynonna smiled and licked her lips, taking a piece of bacon and grabbing a few of the cut up nectarines and an english muffin. She began to eat while the others started to dig in as well, leaving enough for Doc. The mustachioed gentleman came back, sitting down with the rest.
"Didn't see anything outta the ordinary. All of them are still there, Earps."
"Okay, thank you." Waverly said to the older man.
"I heard we were getting a new farmhand. Any ideas?"
"We haven't gotten anything yet. Because of the latest crops, Dolls, you're moving to the arbory, Wynonna in the greenhouse, and I'll work in the fruit crop field. The newbie will work in the grass field and fetch water."
"Okay, so I'm still with the goats?" Doc asked
"Yeah, you remind them of their fellow brothers and sisters." Wynonna quipped.
He gave her a faux smiled and looked back at his meal. After they all finished, Dolls and Wynonna cleaned up while the other two began to the fields/ barn. Waverly grabbed the large baskets from the doorway and left the rest for Dolls. She went out to towards the rising sun, checking the crops. Wynonna was right, the blueberries were almost ready. She began to pick off the ones that were ripe, leaving the ones that were too purple/pink. She got maybe 103 berries from this picking, making it now only barely over two fifths of the projected yield so far, but good for mid season. She brought went back through, checking to make sure she got the best ones. Waverly walked over to the homestead again, walking around back to their cooling room. She came back inside, checking the time. Two hours. She sighed and washed the blueberry juice off of her hands. A knock on the door broke her stream of thought. Waverly walked over, thinking it was Dolls or Wyn going to the bathroom. She opened the door for them, surprised to meet the shoulders of a taller, paler woman. She looked up and met the kind brown eyes of a redheaded woman.
"Hi." Waverly greeted.
"Hi. I'm here about the farmhand work? I'm Nicole Haught."
"Haught? Oh, sorry, wasn't expecting anyone. Come in." Waverly beckoned.
The taller woman took off her thin jacket, holding it as she followed the owner inside. She looked around, smiling at the beautiful quaintness. They both sat down before Waverly began to question her.
"Really? I called yesterday morning? Are you Miss Wynonna Earp?" She asked politely.
"Oh, no. I'm her sister Waverly. She must have forgotten. Anyway, we plan to have you do mainly prep work for us, working the grass fields to prepared for the harsh winters. Help out goat handler, fetch water for the crops and animals. Are you living here or off site?"
"Off-site. What would my hours be?"
"7am-5pm, 8 hours of work with two one hour breaks whenever, monday thru friday. Pay will be $13.60 per hour, so $748 by the end of the week."
"Sounds great. So, where do I sign and when do I begin?"
"Work begins in for days. We'll need a day to file the paperwork and get it approved."
"Okay."
Waverly smiled and walked off to grab the employment papers from Wynonna's desk. She returned to the table, sitting down.
"You're not a murderer right?" Waverly asked jokingly.
"Well… no."
Waverly smiled and handed the paper over, sliding the pen to her new employee. She watched the young woman intently read the contract before signing with her neat a curly name. 'Nicole Haught. Still can't believe it. Haught. Perfect neme' Waverly thought. Nicole sat back up straight and gave Waverly the paper back.
"Thank you. You won't regret this." Nicole said with a genuine smile.
"We need another girl on the team. Even better when there's someone as muscled as you. Have you worked a farm before?"
"Yup, an old ranch I grew up on with my brother and grandmother. I worked there until I was 19."
"What animals?"
"Horse care and two fowls. Chickens and geese."
"Perfect." Waverly whispered with a wide grin.
Waverly watched as the young woman walked out of the house. She opened the door for the taller woman and smiled. She looked outside to catch her sister gawking over a bike outside of the homestead. Nicole looked at her, squinting to see who it was.
"That's Wynonna." Waverly introduced.
The older sister looked up. "Who's bike is this?" She asked.
"Mine." Nicole answered.
"This. Is. Beautiful. Where'd you get this, what's her name, how much was it?"
"Detroit, America. Black Beauty, or Beauty. About 1,700 US."
"Oh my god. Wait, why Detroit?"
"Cheaper from the source."
"Hmm." Wynonna answered, looking at the shiny black bike. "Impressive. Hired."
"Oh I'm-"
"A little sarcasm, she's just being a mechanophiliac." Waverly interrupted.
"Okay." Nicole chuckled.
She smiled as she watched the older woman look at the beautiful bike. Nicole put on her helmet and mount it.
"See you monday boss." Nicole said, starting the bike and driving off.
"We need to file that paperwork now." Wynonna said.
