A Novel's Beast World

68. Caveman Style

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 This shit is awkward. Everybody was acting tense today. God forbid I open my mouth to say anything and they all spring into action.

"I..." Both Alec and Shuu jumped up ready to roll and Winston and Rowan wore serious expressions. "Farted." Shuu blinked like he didn't understand what language I was speaking. Winston had the audacity to sniff the air, looking confused as fuck. Alec started guffawing while Rowan sighed. Harvey shook his head at me.

If these asswipes are going to make me uncomfortable, I'm sure as shit going to fuck with them. I continued being a dick for days.

Too bad they got used to it after a few days. That was fun. I'm so glad I don't feel like a train wreck anymore. I wish things would go back to normal soon. Shuu hasn't even asked me for pets. Harvey is only normal one. No, the kids were the same disaster creating bundles of cute. The others were pulverizing the eggshells they walked on.

Winter was still a brain withering experience. Now I get why northerners migrate to the south like the geese. This shit is brutal. I had a surplus of baskets that I will never need and enough rope to craft a bridge. Okay, maybe not, but damn the pile is huge.

Since the men were dying to please me and I was dying with them around, I had Alec and Shuu head off on a badass mission. I had them dig holes in the forest. The ground was frozen so I'm sure they got a work out. I gave them the dead pen to bury since it needed a burial. I figured I could send the kids on a mission in the spring to find it when they were being pests.

I also had them look for the safest routes out of the city. Since I know things were going to go to hell, I'd be fucking stupid if I didn't make an actual plan. Maybe I was still stupid, but maybe not that stupid.

Winston built the stone wheel to squeeze oil out of trees with. Shuu made me two more shit thrones.

"Shuu, I can only use one at a time." How many did he think I'd go through? My shits aren't that caustic.

I didn't want to waste all my resources, so the men gathered stone and worked on them for a while. I have an actual table and chairs now. They were cavemen style, but they worked perfectly fine. We had all new kitchenware and several stone carved sculptures.

The kids drove the remainder of my sanity far away. They were cute and distracting, but they were bored too. I found several furs clawed up and wooden everything chewed. Harvey had been playing peacemaker slash judge for the rest of the touchy men and hadn't given the kids that much attention.

"Harvey, new goal; teach the boys to not drive us fu-freaking nuts." He nodded and the poor kids were taught discipline. Thank god I wasn't in charge of that. I might cave if they look at me with big, round eyes. Damn, I'm growing soft.

I tried to burn all my extra energy into exercise and yoga. I will be fit dammit. Fit enough for good, rough sex. Finally, a goal that makes sense. My mom would have had so much more luck getting me to move my fat ass if I thought I'd get laid from it.

I pinched my belly roll. The poor thing wasn't having a good time. It was disappearing quicker than my chances for scholarships did. I bet I'm getting close to loosing my obesity status. Damnit, no wonder I'm so fucking cold. My insulation is disappearing.