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Red liked working the counter at the bakery. The bread smelled nice but smelling the desserts was the real joy. The Baker had been weary of putting her in charge of selling the food fearing she would eat all the profits and would be a little too rough with the customers. However she had controlled herself not to eat all the sweets and was working on the being nice to customers thing. This is of course not to say she didn't eat some sweets but she kept it to a limited amount.

She wanted to show her new makeshift family that she could be responsible and help make money for them. The Baker cooked the bread, which was there source of income, and worked on repairing some of the damages to the house. Cinderella cleaned the house, helped with the repairs, and was trying to help everyone recover emotionally. Jack tended the animals and the garden. Red helped in the garden but wanted to be in charge of something. She liked things being in her control and was uneasy when they were not. Especially after all she had been through so much she couldn't control.

She heard Jack humming and coming back from outside empty handed. "The chickens aren't laying any eggs" he told her. "But at least Milky White has been giving out lots of milk. I'm about to get some now."

"Maybe the chickens don't like the names you gave them so they won't lay any eggs."

"Why wouldn't they like them? "

"Let's see we have Brown Feathers, Claw Beak, and Gizzard. You don't see anything wrong with these names?"

"Nope "he said proudly "I think they love the names we just haven't become best friends yet. Soon we will have lots of eggs to go along with our milk. Plus we will make even more money cause we won't have to buy eggs"

"You better hope Milky White and the chickens haven't been talking or we might have neither. I knew I should have named those chickens"

Jack smirked at her and went outside with the milk pails hoping for better luck getting something out of Milky White.

The only customer they had so far that day was an older lady who came in without saying a word grabbed the bread, asked how much, threw the money on the counter, and quickly left the store. On one hand Red would have liked to talk to somebody but on the other hand she was glad not to have to deal with an annoying customer.

He came back in carrying the shoulder yoke with the two milk pails on the side. Red turned to him about to tell him about her sale but stopped before saying anything. Jack was carrying the heavy shoulder yoke and she could see his muscles flexing to carry the heavy load. Red had noticed he had been gaining more muscles from doing lots of chores but she hadn't noticed it very much until now. Red started to blush and averted her eyes. What was going on? Why was she blushing? She was determined to control this so she looked back at him to prove she wasn't going to blush. He then smiled at her while he was picking up the pails and she started to blush even more than before. She turned her back to him hoping he hadn't noticed and was pretending to arrange some bread.

He went into the back room to put the milk away. Thankfully by the time he came back she had her blushing under control. "Did you sell any bread while I was gone?" Jack inquired.

"Yeah "said Red "I sold four loaves, not great business but it's something."

"That's brilliant and I'm sure as more people rebuild even more people will be coming."

"Did the chicken every lay any eggs? We need some more for our bread?"

"Not yet but "Jack wasn't able to finish his sentence before a big squawk came from one of the chickens outside. "Maybe hes laid an egg" Jack said beaming.

Red was about to correct him and say only females lay eggs but he had already started running outside. Red smiled as she saw him almost trip while going out the door. He really did care so much for those animals. Also with Jack out of the outside she had time to think about those blushes from earlier. She definitely was going to need to get that under control.