The Next Morning, Elliot nuzzled Hazel in an attempt to wake her up to start the day before Walter made them do so with his usual bossy tone of voice and the miniature horse was not looking forward to hearing that.
" Come on Hazel, we gotta get up okay? " He said to her between nuzzles. " I don't want Coach to get on to us.."
" I'm pretty sure the readers got that, Elliot. " Hazel muttered in her sleep. " No need to repeat yourself. "
" Breaking the fourth wall is annoying, Hazel. " Elliot told her. " And I'm being serious! "
" Oh alright alright, take it easy Shorty. I'm getting up. " Hazel yawned and stretched herself while knowing that her boyfriend was now enjoying the view even if he denies staring at her. those blushing cheeks and wandering brown eyes don't lie.
Elliot bit his bottom lip as he stared at that goat stretching those sweet plump red and white thighs of hers before snapping himself out of it and opened the stable door and waited for her to finish stretching and follow him outside of his while Walter walked through the door with a oat feed bag over his shoulder, placing it down on the wooden floor and cutting it open with his pocket knife, because those damn bags are hard to open otherwise and the string pull don't work all the time, leaving you to cut it with scissors.
" Good morning Goats...and Elliot! " He greeted with a headpat for Elliot, who whinnied with approval and rotated his ears while wagging his tail as Hazel stared at his handsome gray equine ass.
" What is wrong with me? " She wondered to herself, hoping that she wasn't getting wet while she was ogling Elliot, because that would be embarrassing to explain to the other goats and in front of Walter of all people..." Just calm down Hazel...calm down Hazel. "
Filling the food troughs, Walter took the bag with him so that the goats wouldn't eat it and walked out of the barn to get a water bucket while leaving the goats and miniature horse to their own devices as they started to chow down on their breakfast.
While this was occurring, Hazel was chewing on her oats in thought as she watched Elliot chow down on his oats with a blush on her cheeks and some wagging of her tail as butterflies and oats filled her stomach as she swallowed it down her throat. " He's so cute! *beat* don't be a weirdo, Hazel! just take it slow and don't rush into things like a moron!"
Elliot finished eating and noticed Hazel staring at him with those beautiful eyes of hers and chuckled to himself, gesturing with his head to follow him, the goat wagging her tail in excitement at what it could possibly be so important for the miniature horse to want her to follow him.
Leaving the goat stables, Elliot and Hazel made their way past the Reindeer training course and the small pond towards the back of the farmhouse and sneaked around to the front porch to hide underneath the dining room window by lying down beneath it.
" Okay Elliot, what was so important that we had to walk all the way here? " Hazel questioned as she rested her tired hooves.
" Remember our plan from yesterday? " Elliot asked to jog her memory. " Well, do you? "
Yawning tiredly, Hazel tapped her chin until her eyes lit up as it came rushing back to her. " Oh yeah, we are going to stalk Reporter Lady and Coach to learn about love, right? "
" Exactly Hazel, now all we got to do is watch them for a while. " Elliot explained as he carefully got up and sat on his ass and watched as Walter and Corkie arrived from the kitchen with their breakfast and sat themselves at the table to eat, digging into their food with forks and spoons and shoving it into their mouths and slowly chewed, the horse watching every movement intently while Hazel rocked out to Peaches 2006 song, " Boys Wanna Be Her " in her head to ease her boredom, stomping her hooves and shaking her ass to the beat while making too much noise for Elliot's liking, doing his best to stop her.
" Hazel, stop it. I'm trying to watch them! " He huffed irritably. " You're going to give us away! "
" I'm bored, you fecking hoser! " Hazel complained in her inner Canadian. " I had more excitement staring at Big Jim and the Twins! "
Elliot just stared at her with a blush on his cheeks in shock and made sure to cover himself from the goat's perverted gaze by lying down again, to which she shifted to his well toned asscheeks. " Quit it, Hazel. " he told her.
Gazing through the window that Elliot was looking, Hazel let out a bored sigh and quiped " I thought I'd miss all the excitement..." She said dryly as she fought herself to stay awake.
Corkie looked out the window and noticed the horse and goat staring at her and Walter eating and chuckled. " Hey Walter, we got a couple of admirers out the window there! "
" I've noticed, they are not coming inside that's for sure! " Walter sighed as he got up, walked to the window and gestured to Elliot and Hazel to " get " and closed the curtains in their faces. " Now, if we can eat out breakfast in peace..."
" So, what's on the agenda today, Walter? " Corkie asked as she drank her orange juice while staring at Walter for his answer.
" I'm thinking about heading to the bank to cash my check in today and head to the store for some groceries, we're running low on almost everything in the fridge! " He told her.
" Oh! That reminds me. " Corkie said as she got up to head to the laundry room briefly and quickly came back with some masks that will in no way date this story in the coming years after it was written...Nope, not at all. " Can't forget these! " She said as she handed Walter his mask that was decorated with the North Dakota flag on it.
" If only I could, Corkie. " He sighed irritably. " These things cause so much of an uproar these days..."
" And hard working journalists get blamed for it, accurate information is very difficult to keep track of! " Corkie groaned. " And they are not worth people getting into fights and getting shot over! "
" Can we change the subject please? " Walter begged while placing his mask in his pocket. " How about we talk about my failed career as a baseball star and then you make fun of me? "
" Or how about we ask the animals their thoughts on this whole " plan-demic " Ooohhh! " Corkie chuckled while making quotes with her hands " How about you, Sugarplum? " she asked Hazel as she gave her pets.
" How did you two get in here? " Walter sternly questioned Elliot, who let out a whinny and pointed to the neatly closed side door with his hoof. " Honey, will you help me get these two out of the house? "
Corkie was too busy nuzzling Hazel to respond. " Who's a cute goat? who's a cute goat? You are Hazel! yes you are! "
* bleating * was Hazel's response while Elliot licked the reporter's face.
" Corkie, I know she's adorable and Elliot is too, but will you please stop coddling them and help me get them out? " Walter groaned.
" Take it easy, Mr Yips. I'm helping! " Corkie laughed with a smug grin on her face as she knew that the former baseball pitcher hated that term with a burning passion like an SJW being called the wrong pronouns.
" Miss...Placed...Focus! " Walter crossed his arms in an attempt to be serious but coming across as a tsundere.
" Okay okay, let's get you two out of here before your daddy gets even more triggered! " Corkie whispered as she led Elliot and Hazel out of the front door and winked towards Walter's direction. " Come on, let's go you two! "
" I'm not triggered! " Walter denied with a eyeroll " That's such a stupid saying anyway! "
" Sure you're not, Walter...sure. " Corkie trolled as she closed the door behind her after pushing Elliot and Hazel outside, much to their dismay.
" So...that went well, Shorty! " Hazel said in sarcasm. " What now? "
" We're not giving up yet, Hazel. we just gotta find a way to stick close to them without them noticing us..." Elliot assured her as he looked around to see Walter's rusty pickup in front of the rocketsled's garage, just waiting for two would-be stowaways to climb inside it's bed and hide within. " There! we can hide in Coach's truck, Hazel! "
" Hmmmmm, I don't know Elliot...remember the last time we snuck aboard something of Coach's? " Hazel reminded him as she recalled her two near death experiences when she almost fell down to earth when she was knocked out of the rocketsled's trunk as it was spurting out in the sky of their way to the reindeer tryouts of 2018. Good thing Elliot was there to save her ass again since then with Lemondrop's rampage with Santa's weather machine, Thankful for his lighting-quick reflexes during those times.
The butterflies in her stomach returning as she started rubbing herself against her knight, much to his blushing discomfort. " I love you so much Elliot..." She cooed with a drawn out bleat.
" I love you too, Hazel. but we have to jump in the truck before Coach sees us! " Elliot reminded her as he ran behind the truck and started climbing up it's bumper to get inside the bed while struggling to do so as the lovestruck goat used her natural climbing abilities and got inside first, gesturing to him to come join her.
" I'm not built like you, Hazel! " Elliot pointed out as he finally made it over the tailgate as the truck's suspension reacted to the sudden change of weight, making him lose his balance with a loud thump on the cold metal floor when he tripped over and smacked his face. " Ow fuck, that hurt! " he groaned.
" You're okay Elliot? " Hazel asked out of concern for her boyfriend, the faceplant he endured looked very painful. She quickly started to check him over to make sure he didn't sustain any serious injuries...resisting the urge to sneak in a kiss as she checked his mouth for any missing teeth as her coaching instincts kicked in. " Do you have any serious trauma or anything? "
" Hazel, I'm fine. it just stings a little. " Elliot assured her as he rubbed his cheek. " But thanks for caring.."
" Hey, it's what friends do, Elliot. " Hazel said with a smile. the two simply stared at each other for a good while until Elliot noticed Walter and Corkie walking out of the house and signaled Hazel to hide with him under a tarp that was conveniently placed in the bed and he hoped that Walter doesn't bother to look inside and catch them both.
" Don't make a sound Hazel! " Elliot whispered to Hazel, who nodded her head in agreement and licked his face in response, making the miniature horse blush.