"This place looks pretty nice doesn't it?"

Collette took a good look at their surroundings. They had snuck in through a hole in the wooden fence that enclosed the perimeter of the place. Soft, golden looking wheat blew gently around them. An almost unseen wind did the deed. It was actually brought about a peaceful emotion, both feeling and seeing it's effects. They were walking at quite a pace, yet every second felt like an eternity, felt like it would never end. The songs that the birds sang sounded so much louder, compared to what she was use to, their sweet voices filled her ears. The ground was also a strange, new level of softness, to what she usually stepped on, especially as of late. In the distance, she could make out a wheel of straw resting on the ground, soaking in the sunshine that the day brought about. The way the field rose up, made her think of a newly bought bed. The grasses on that field, were tufting and waving around. The joy that the farm by itself brought her made every effort that she had taken over the past few weeks seem worth it. The peace that she seemed to find, was more than anything else she could ever ask for.

She only replied once they were out of the field of wheat. "Yeah. It's looks really good, but look." She pointed her head in the direction a house, a beautiful looking brick, the colors of the old thing, being the hues of the land itself, rustic brown striations on green grass. "Looks like people live out here."

"Dangit' you're right. But maybe..."

"Maybe?"

"Maybe we could just stay for a little bit, I mean they probably wouldn't notice us, this place is pretty big."

Collette sighed. "I dunno', seems like a risky idea. I mean, what are we going to do about food? And water? And-"

"Has anyone ever told you that you worry too much?" Stormé looked at her smugly. "Look, when I said that I'd get us a place with plenty of food, plenty of water and plenty of whatever else it is you were about to say."

"I'm being serious here Stormé. I couldn't care less about me, it's you I'm worried about."

"Awhhh. You're worried about me?" She teased Collette, much to her companions' frustration. "I'll take that to heart."

Collette sighed again. "You are so annoying." She nuzzled into the larger dogs' fur. "And I wouldn't have it any other way." She thought slowly.

"What can I say?" The smugness had yet to fade from her voice. "It must be one of my many talen-"

"Freeze intruders!"

Both dogs quickly broke apart and scrambled around each other. Panicked over the sudden voice which had spoke. Stormé found herself standing in front of Collette protectively, growling at the open air around them, her eyes searched for any sign of whoever had spoken.

"The two of you are gonna' be sorry for coming where you're not welcome!" Collette thought the voice sounded oddly squeaky and small.

"Why don't you step out and face us then!" Stormé barked back.

"I'm right here!"

Both dogs glanced down and immediately heaved sighs of relief, when they saw who exactly it was that had spoke. A small black and brown puppy. He appeared to be a terrier of sorts. He was looking at the both of them now, eyebrows furrowed, as if he were upset.

"You two are trespassing!"

Collette tried her best to hold in her laughter, she really did. But once Stormé started to snicker, she couldn't help herself and started belting out hearty laughs. Soon enough Stormés' resolve had given away as well and they found themselves laughing into a frenzy, much to the puppy's' dismay.

"Hey! Trespassing isn't funny!"

Stormé looked down to him. "O-Of course it's...of course it's n-not." She tried speaking around her laughing. "Excuse us."

Still the laughter did not stop, at that point Collette was lying belly-up on the grass, trying to compose herself. It only got louder between the two of them, when the puppy tried to let out an aggressive growl, which only came out as squeaky as his voice.

"Grant." A new, deeper and louder voice burst through their laughter and the puppy's' complaints. "What did your mother and I say about going off on your own, you could get- hey." He took notice of the two of them standing there. The way he stared at Collette made her stop laughing immediately. "What's going on here?"

Before either Collette, or Stormé could open their mouths to explain, Grant spoke up. "Dad! I was just patrolling and then I caught these two trespassing on the farm! And they thought it was funny!''

He narrowed his eyes at the two of them. "Give me one good reason I shouldn't rip the two of you to shreds right now."

They looked at each other at the same time and answered in unison. "We're good company?"

A deep growl rumbled from his throat and he prepared to leap towards the two, when a third voice broke into what had once been a peaceful scene.

"Larry! Is that anyway to treat guests?"

Grants' tail shook and he jumped up excitedly when he saw the dog, who had just walked in from the wheat. "Hi Mom! Dad was just about to show these two what he does to trespassers!"

"First off." She began. "Your father won't be showing anyone, anything." She cleared her throat. "And second off, what were you doing on your own out here after what your father and I told you?"

Just as quickly as it had begun to shake, his tail found it's way in between his legs. "I-I was just..." He bowed his head. "Sorry."

"That's what I thought." She nodded her head and turned towards both Collette and Stormé. "My name is Barbara, that's Larry and this little troublemaker right here is Grant." She waited patiently for the two to give their names.

"I'm Stormé and this is Collette." Stormé spoke for both of them.

"Pleasure meeting you two." Larry said. He sounded much more pleasant when Barbara was around. "Now if I may ask, what exactly are you doing on this farm? And how in Earths' name did you even get in?"

"Well." Collette spoke this time. "It's a long story..." She went into detail of their adventure, much to Grants' delight and how they had stumbled upon the farm. She made sure to tell Larry about the hole in the fence. She hoped that they would at least let them stay for a little bit.

When she was finished, Stormé popped the golden question. "So...can we stay?"

Larry groaned. "I dunno, th-"

"Of course you two can stay." Barbara said ecstatically, before Larry could finish his sentence. "Maybe you two could even help with the work around here." For this she turned to Larry, who appeared skeptical to say the least.

"That doesn't sound very..." His hard glare seemed to melt. "Fine. I guess you two can stay for now."

Grant seemed excited, more so, than when he had first run into them. "I can show them around the farm!"

Barbara looked to him sternly. "You mister are staying inside tomorrow."

"But mom, I-"

He stopped when he saw the look in her eyes.

"C'mon you two, we'll help you get settled in."

Collette looked at Stormé as they were led deeper into the farm. Her friend offered her little more than a shrug.