Joel & Priscilla
A One Shot by Hjalti Talos
It had been a hard day of school and yard work for Joel, so he decided that it was time that he went to the home of his girlfriend, Pruscilla. He got out of the car, a little black Civic, and looked over the fields,
I hope Priscilla's home today…
He went down the long drive as his parents drove off, walking towards the house that was still a long way off. He looked on to see the golden wheat waving in the wind without a care, and the cattle grazing in one of the pastures. Rather suddenly, but to the same degree nonchalantly, he went into the pasture opposite the cattle, the one to his left. He hopped over the fence with a clang and a thud as he hit the ground, as the farmer had just recently put up some taller fences to keep the cattle from getting out.
At a first glance, the farmer's sheep looked, for all intents and purposes, like normal sheep, but at closer examination, the true conclusion could be drawn, these were Weresheep. Joel looked around, trying to find Pruscilla among the other sheep and waving grain. Just as he was about to move on, he felt two fluffy forearms wrapped around his belly, and a warm, fluffy bust pressed to his back. He smiled as he turned in the comfy, dreamlike, fluffy grip,
"Hey, Priscilla." The little Weresheep let out a baa as she wrapped him up tighter in her grip, practically groping him with her soft, fluffy body,
"Hey, Joel. How was school?" the little sheep asked, standing on her toes daintily and tiredly to kiss her boyfriend.
"Not the best. I've been so tired all day and all the energy drinks in the world can't stop it." Priscilla giggled, a loving drowsiness in her eyes as she sat Joel in the wheat, now clinging to his shoulders.
"Do you know what helps with sleepiness, baby?"
"What?" Joel yawned out, wrapping Priscilla up in his arms.
"Sleep," the Weresheep giggled, her pale complexion and rosy cheeks only adding to the effect of the sleep magic in her fur as she rested her head on his shoulder. Joel's eyes started to sink into sleep, only Priscilla's occasional kiss keeping him awake, but at the same time her soft, fluffy, light eggshell fur was putting him to sleep. Priscilla laid him down on his back, gently removing his shirt and resting on his chest as a long cloud covered the sun, and in the distance a very large, but light cloud could be seen, showing that they would have shade for a while. A light, cool wind blew through the grain, making Joel snuggle into Priscilla, which drew a tired laugh from her lips, her hair and even her droopy, sheep-like ears were soft and warm against his chest and chin.
"I love you Priscilla," Joel said as he finally lost grip of what little consciousness he had and slowly drifted off into a quiet land of sweetest dreams and warmest thoughts, his right hand drawing along the soft, airy skin on her side.
"Oh Joel, I love you too," Priscilla replied as she felt his flat chest and midsection with her own bust and belly, stroking Joel's hair once before falling into a quiet, lovely sleep, drawing hearts on his chest with her finger.