Five AM, Friday morning. The sun had barely even peaked over the horizon but we were already preparing for the pre race. Soda, Steve and Two-Bit agreed to come help which was very sweet even though Steve was complaining about how early it was. I tied on Tucker's red rope halter and led him up to the wash station and hooked him to the cross-ties, even though I knew he didn't need to be. I brought over my bucket of soaps, shampoos, conditioners, tail-taimers, brushes, elastics, hoof-picks, hoof-shine, and show sheen. I turned on the water as Soda walked over.
"Can I help?" He asked.
I smiled. "Of course," I said handing him the shampoo and sprayed Tucker down. Soda popped open the shampoo bottle and squirted some on Tucker's back. "Be generous with it, Boy!" I said with a crazy grin taking the shampoo bottle from him and squirted nearly the whole bottle all over Tucker's body. Soda laughed as we scrubbed Tucker making sure he would look spotless, I grabbed a face wash that wouldn't burn Tucker's eyes and rubbed it all over his forehead, cheeks, and ears as Soda sprayed the water on his back washing off the soap. We washed Tucker's mane and tail and did it all over again in a second lather. Once he was washed I grabbed the detangler and sprayed it on his mane and tail handing Soda a brush and brushed out all of the tangles in his hair, it took another hour of washing and brushing, I got a pair of clippers and clipped the hair around Tucker's mussel and ears, I shaved down the feathers on his legs and the rest of his hair leaving a design on his butt that read 'Tuck The Luck' in cursive.
"Nice," Soda commented. I smirked.
"They'll remember his name that way." I said as I grabbed a pair of scissors as I trimmed up his mane and tail and braided it in small little braids and wrapped it in small buns down his neck then braided his tail in a french braid until the end of his actual tail bone leaving the rest of the hair loose. I was almost done. I cleaned out his feet with the hoof pick and grabbed a pair of hoof clips. I had taught myself to be a farrier that way I wouldn't have to pay to get Tucker's feet done. I clipped away the excess hoof and sanded it out making each hoof perfectly round before shoeing him and oiling the hooves making them look shinny.
"Hey Soda," I said standing up straight stretching my back, "What time is it?"
He looked up at the clock on the wall of the barn. "Eight." He said. "We have to leave here in an hour or so."
I was amazed that all that took so much time. "Hey, be a doll and put some hay in the haybag for me will ya?" I asked resting my hands on my hips.
"Sure thing." He said as I led Tucker to the trailer and tied him up to it. Steve walked over slinging a wet rag around his shoulders.
"Hey," He said cocking a hip to the side. "Ever heard of a shower?"
I felt my mouth drop. How rude. "What?" I asked.
"Your horse looks better 'n you do!" He said laughing as he held up a small pocket mirror up, I looked at my reflection. Ew. Steve's right, I need a shower.
"Well, at least you're the honest type, Steve." I said. as Soda came out with the haybag and tied it up so Tucker could eat. "Hey Soda, can you take me back to your place so I can fix this? My truck is already hooked up to the trailer." I asked motioning towards my face.
Soda laughed. "Yeah," he said taking my hand. "Let's go!" I smirked as I glanced over at Two-Bit who was giving me the 'told you' look. I just grinned and trotted with Soda to his car and got in. It only took a few minutes to get to the Curtis house as I walked in with Soda in tow.
"I'll be back in a minute or two," I said kicking off my shoes and pulling off my grey flannel as Soda watched me.
"Alright." He said with a small smile as he looked me up and down.
I began wondering if what Steve said was true. That Soda wanted me in.. his you know... bed. I smirked and decided to see if I could get Soda to crack. This could be fun. I smiled at him and set my flannel on the chair and walked off to the bathroom feeling Soda's eyes burning in my back, I smirked to myself as I pulled up my white tank top just as I turned the corner. I stopped behind the corner and listened. I heard Soda let out a breath.
"Wow." He said quietly to himself as footsteps led over to the chair, I heard a creaking and knew he had sat down. "So sexy."
I slapped a hand over my mouth as I trotted off to the bathroom trying to stop myself from smiling. So Soda thought I was sexy. I smirked as I pulled off the rest of my clothes and started the shower and got in quickly washing my hair and body. I let the warm water wash over my body when I heard the bathroom door open. I froze. No way Soda would come in here!
"Hey! Rise and shine, Soda!" Someone's voice said as the shower curtain was pulled back. I screamed as I dropped to the ground covering my chest and nether regions. The person screamed, and I screamed.
"DALLAS!" I screamed from my kneeling position on the floor of the tub.
"You're not Soda." Dally said with a grin.
"No shit, Sherlock! What the hell is wrong with you? Who goes and opens shower curtains when they hear someone showering!" I asked baffled as the shower continued to rain on my back. "And if someone is in the fucking shower they aren't sleeping!"
"Well I was going to freak out Soda but instead you were here," He said leaning against the counter. "And that's much more entertaining."
"Dally, if you don't get out of here now I'm going to kill you in your sleep." I growled as the door opened again. I groaned loudly.
"What happened? I heard you scre-" He said then saw me, naked, trying to cover myself in the tub.
"Okay, guys!" I said loudly. "GET OUT!"
Dally shifted his weight. "I don't think I will."
If looks could kill, Dally would drop over dead, ignite into flames and burn to a crisp then be grinded into dust to be thrown in a ditch put in someone else's skinsuit. "Dally, if you don't get out I'm going to kill you."
"You already said that and I'm still alive." He said laughing.
I glared at him. "Soda, give me a towel." I said irritated. I was going to murder Dally. Soda tossed me a towel as I tried to wrap it around myself without the boys seeing anything even though they already saw my butt, although Soda was a gentleman and looked down but Dally, of course, didn't care to avert his eyes but instead moved slightly to get a better look. That bastard. "Can you not look?" I asked.
"Nah, I haven't seen a good lookin' girl in a while. I'm going to look all I want." Dally grinned. I groaned and covered myself. I stepped out and headed straight for Dally and slapped him across the face.
"I hate you." I said as he laughed before standin up straight glaring down at me with a grin on his face.
"You love me and you know it." Dally said wrapping an arms around my waist pulling me close to him. I scoffed and pushed him with one arm while my other arm wrapped around my chest making sure my towel wasn't going to fall off.
"Don't touch me." I hissed stepping back and bumped into Soda.
"Firey little one," Dally said coming towards me, I felt hands on my hips as Dally went to kiss me again.
"Dally leave her alone." Soda said pulling me to his side.
Dally grinned then looked down at me. "See, I told you."
I stared at him confused. "Told me what?"
He looked between Soda and me. "Ya'll are in cahoots."
"We are not!" Soda and me said at the same time. Dally just grinned.
"The race starts in an hour," He said. "You two lovebirds might want to get ready." With that Dally left leaving me, with only a towel on, and Soda, standing there awkwardly behind me. I looked over at him feeling a blush on my cheeks.
"Alright," I said pointing to the door. "You too."
He grinned. "Alright." With that he walked out of the bathroom finally leaving me to get dressed. I pulled on a plain white tank top with a green plaid flannel with dark blue jeans and my dark leather cowboy boots. I pulled my hair into a dutch braid down my back and finished off my look with a small amount of eyeliner on both the top and lower eyelids and some mascara. With that done I walked out and saw Soda waiting for me as he watched TV.
"You ready?" I asked as he looked up.
"Yeah!" He gave a huge smile and gave me the elevator eyes. "You look nice."
Dally's words burned into my head at his comment 'Told you.'
"Thanks." I smiled as we trotted out to the car and got in.
Short chapter, I know and I'm sorry I havent updated in a while but my internet was down for a few days and I've been having a hell of a time trying to find time to write but anywho, here ya go!
~KiraKenvor~