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After a good 45 minute drive, which was me blasting music as loud as I can, I was back at home.
"Hey ma!" I called as I dropped my bag by the door before entering the kitchen where she was baking a chicken pie.
"Oh Elsa, would you please take two chickens to the Summers's?" My mom said as she slid the pan into the oven. I blinked at her.
"The Summers's ma? I thought you and pa said we would never freely give stock to them," I frowned.
"Oh hush, your father is at the town hall till late to talk about the cider festival with the other heads of the town. Misses Summers and I are old friends when the men aren't around," she said and I chuckled.
"I guess I get my rebellious side from you ma," she chuckled and nodded. I went to dress into my farm cloths; white t-shirt with faded blue jeans and my combat boots. I rounded up two of our finest chickens before getting onto my trusty stead. A white and black stallion named Kjekk. His name was Norwegian for handsome and my big boy was a stud!
I rode bareback to the opposite side of our farm to the border between the Summers' farm and Winters farm. I trotted Kjekk up and down the fence before backing up and jumping over. All four farms were separated by this fence. It came together neatly in the middle of the land and if we wished to expand we would do it outwards. We then trotted up to the house and I found Misses Summers plucking apples with Anna.
"Afternoon Misses Summers! I brought you those chickens you asked for," I greeted as I jumped off Kjekk.
"I picked our two finest," I smiled as Misses Summers walked towards me with a smile.
"Ah Elsa, you have grown so much since I last saw you," she said as she ruffled my hair and I chuckled.
"Yes ma'am, it has been a while," I smiled. She took a look at the chickens in my hands that had stopped struggling.
"Could you be a dear and chop their heads off for me? Anna can help you pluck them," she said and I nodded.
"Afternoon Anna, I will call for you when they are...dead," I breathed and she nodded.
"I hope your hands and knees are feeling better," I whispered as I passed her. I walked to behind their house and took their axe before lying one chicken down onto the wood platform. Taking a deep breath I brought the axe down onto the chicken's neck. I held it down as blood spurted out and its feet kicked. I did the same to the other one before calling to Anna.
We stood by the outdoor basin and plucked them. Anna's eyes kept flicking to me now and then.
"Is there something you'd like to talk about? The weather perhaps?" I asked and I could faintly see a blush spread over her freckled cheeks.
"I'm just confused about why others call you just Els," she breathed.
"As with you being just Anna," I remarked and she nodded. I finished my chicken then turned to her. She was struggling with the feathers on the chest, seeing as it was shorter there. Taking in a deep shaky breath I slid my arms down over hers. With a heavily beating heart that felt like it was about to burst out of my rib cage I helped her grab hold of the small feathers and pulled. I turned to look at her as I felt hot air puff against my cheek. My icy blue eyes meeting her warm teal ones.
At what point did I fall in love with Anna? Was it when we entered high school? Was it when we started going through puberty? I have to admit when the whole sexual nature started setting in and we all started getting our body types, she was by far the most appealing. Her hips were broad and her breasts a perfect size. Just thinking of her and being this close to her is making my body heat up and my mouth go dry.
The moment lasted a heartbeat before Anna's mom called for us. The spell was broken and we returned with each holding a chicken. Her mom was none the wiser of the brief moment we shared. Was it a moment? Or was I just lost in another fantasy?
"You've been showing a lot of emotions today," Anna breathed as she took the chicken from me and gave it to her mom by the back door.
"Sorry, I let my cold exterior slip around you," I sighed and watched her pluck a few more apples. She wore a beautiful green sundress that perfectly framed her body. It looked comfortable, not too tight but not so loose that you couldn't make out her slim features.
Hot damn!
"I have chores to go do so I'll be on my way," I said but she stopped me.
"Here take a couple apples," she said and held out a basket full of delicious red apples.
"It's the least we can do for the chickens," she whispered and I smiled.
"Thank you Anna, thank your ma for me too," I took a bite out of one and nearly moaned at its juiciness. I could feel it dribble over my chin and down my throat. There was a twinkle in Anna's eyes as she followed the drop.
"I hope your hands and knees feel better, next time I won't be so rough on ya," I winked before jumping up onto Kjekk.
"Anna what does she mean by that?" Her mom askes and Anna nearly jumps out of her skin. Her mom was standing behind her. Kjekk and I trot back home as Anna frantically explains. I chuckles as I eat my apple.
Best damn apple ever.
By the time I was done with my chores; feeding the animals and ushering the chickens back into their coops, it was already late and pa had returned form the meeting. I just sat and ate my dinner while my parents discussed the cider festival. It was the same as usual so nothing really noteworthy.
"So Elsa, are you going to enter the drinking contest again?" Pa asked and I nodded.
"Yea I am pa, this time I'm going to win for sure," I smiled and he ruffled my hair.
"That's my girl, show them all who's boss," he laughed and my mom giggled.
"Just be careful, okay sweetie?" Ma said and I nodded.
"I know ma, can I be excused? I want to do a perimeter search for that damned fox that's been killing some of the chickens," I growled and dad nodded. I put my plate away and got my pallet gun.
The moon was already high and the crickets were chirping. I sighed as I rubbed a hand over my face. That fox better watch out tonight. Looking to the side I can see Anna's light in her room being switched on. It's a few yards away, but close enough to see every detail on the delicate paint work that looked to be pealing at the back. When Anna and I were back there plucking the chickens I saw cans of paint.
A smile tugs at my lips. I remember when we were about six or seven how Rapunzel and I would sneak over to the Summers farm to go play tag with Anna. We would run through the trees all laughing and squealing in delight. My ghost of a smile drops. But as we got older and started taking on more chores we didn't have time for playing. We would end up only seeing one another at school, but then school got more demanding.
Before another thought can enter my mind rustling at my side snaps my attention. Raising the pallet gun up to my face I slowly walk to the rustling bush by the fence that separates Winters farm from the Summers farm. The leaves and grass stop as I stick the tip of the gun into the brush. I frown as nothing comes running out. Dropping my gun I part the greens and see a white baby fox all alone with a chip missing in his right ear.
Curse my tiny heart.
So someone or something else got my fox trophy. I sling the gun over my shoulder by its strap before scooping the kit up.
"I guess I always wanted a pet," I chuckle and carried it home.
"Oh look at that pretty kit," my mom gushes as I walk in.
"I think its mama got taken away," I said as I searched the little thing for ticks and fleas. I even clean its chipped ear; it doesn't look too bad so it will heal quickly. It squirms and tries nipping at my hands.
"Looks like we have a little tod," I smiled as I hold him up. He gave a chirp and I chuckled.
"Can I keep him pa?" I ask and he nods.
"Raise it right and keep it away from the chickens," he said reading his paper.
"I'll name him Olaf," I said and ma brought me a milk bottle with a teat, like those we use for the calves when we take them away from their mama. The little tod drank greedily.
I said goodnight to my parents absently as I walked up the stairs to my room in the attic while staring at Olaf. I felt an actual genuine smile form on my lips for the first time in a long while as he stared back at me with his glinting eyes. I kicked off my shoes and placed my gun down by the side of my bed, all while not letting go of my kit. I felt like an actual girl. A mom, holding her baby.
"We're going to be inseparable Olaf," I whispered as I stroked behind his ear. He chirped again before drinking more. I bunched up a thin blanket and placed Olaf on it so I could dress into sleep cloths. I crawled in beside him and wrapped my arms around the blanket. We both yawned and I chuckled setting the bottle to one side. I watched him as he curled up, snuggling into the blanket. He was really cute and fluffy.
I bet he gives the warmest hugs.
I chuckle to myself and he flicks his chipped ear to me before opening one eye. I kiss his head before falling asleep as Olaf curled up on the blanket some more and drifted off to sleep in my arms.
I want a fox!
Their cute and fluffy and lovable and and and...I'll shush now.
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ArrowFan252016: Yay! I'm glad you like it!
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A little under the amount of words I wanted, but after adding stuff during the week to explain some things and improve slightly it still fell a little short, but I like it the way it is!
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