Emma woke to her name being yelled loudly by a panicked voice. Instantly she knew who it was and why. So her and Buck's suspicions were correct. Well, better get up and get the coffee going, she thought as she threw off her covers, it was going to be a long morning.
Lou sat across from Emma who was calmly sipping her coffee. Lou's eyes were open so wide it almost hurt and her mouth stood agape. She knew Emma had been speaking English, not some foreign language she hadn't heard before, but Lou thought she may as well have been.
"And you're wearing these fancy... drawers, right now?" Lou squeaked out, still incredulous.
"Yes, I admit I've had more comfortable under things, but I think we'll get used to them. It's better than the alternative, don't you think?" Emma said calmly as she set down her cup.
"Would you like a sausage? They're quite good." Emma asked as she pushed the plate across her kitchen table.
"What? sausage? No, I don't want any sausage!" Lou sputtered. She was starting to wonder if Emma was well.
"You may not have much of a choice in that, dear" Emma mumbled through lips twitching into a smile.
"What does that mean? Oh never mind. How come you ain't surprised I'm a girl anyways? and besides, there's a whole bunk house full of boys over there who could pass for torches if you were ever lost in the dark! Don't that alarm you any?"
"Lulubelle, I saw you was a girl from the moment you rode into my yard... and as for the boys? Well, life is full of surprises. There's a lot we don't know beyond the stars. Buck tells me he's The Chosen One and that he got his glow off the tail of a comet and that's where the others got theirs from too? I might as well believe him... now why don't I show you what this "chastity belt" looks like."
Lou just nodded at her. Emma sang a cheerful tune as she cleared away the dishes and wiped her hands on her apron. Lou's eyes followed Emma across the room, she thought maybe she was still dreaming and pinched herself to be sure.
"Ow!"
"What's that Lulu, dear?"
"Just checking to make sure I'm actually awake... I am." Lou sighed, sounding disappointed.
"My poor girl... surrounded by glowing men. You know I believe Mr. Spoon glows as well, from what Buck told me yesterday." Emma said as she pulled a package out from behind the cupboard.
"Does every man I know glow?"
Emma put the wrapped package in Lou's hands.
"I think the glow is only with the men on this here property. I know Sam don't have the glow. Wish he did." Emma said with a wistful expression on her face.
"Emma!" Lou exclaimed in shock, Emma seemed so proper upon first impression.
"Oh Lou... you'll see. Buck said the glow comes with well, skill... when it comes to women. That will be hard to resist. Which brings me to this." Emma unwrapped the package and held up the "chastity belt".
"Umm, Emma that just looks like leather drawers with some symbols on it."
"It is." Emma said simply.
"Well, what are they supposed to do?" Lou said impatiently.
"They have some sort of enchantment on them. A shaman was involved I think. Buck told me when the moon is full the glow can get so strong it can make women pregnant without, well, you know. That's why he had a pair for me, to protect against all that glow.. and he must've had an inkling about you too, sweetie."
"Well, I'll put em on, cause I need this job, but don't you think that I'll be falling under any magical spell with any of those boys. I'm here to ride and that's it!" Lou said as she stomped upstairs to go put on the strange underwear. Emma watched Lou as she slammed the door to one of the bedrooms. She couldn't help the chuckle that escaped her now.
"Oh you'll be riding alright." Emma said as she shook her head and walked back to the kitchen. She was going to have to have a talk with Mr. Spoon and make sure all her boys knew how to handle their glow... and as for Lou, well it wasn't a question of if she'd fall under the spell of the glow, but when and with whom. Things were going to get very interesting around her house, she was certain of that much.
A/N: First three chapters written by Signefalls.
