A Cowboy's Wife and Son - Season 1

Vol. 7: The Harvest Moon Festival

Striker is on a secret mission and things happen.

Vol 7: The Harvest Moon Festival

It was 8 AM and Striker and Kore were sleeping together in the same bed, while Seth slept in his own bed.

Suddenly, Striker's phone buzzed loudly, startling Striker and his wife awake. Striker looked around, getting ready to strike. He looked over to see that his cell phone was buzzing so loud that it almost was about to fall off the dresser. Striker rolled his eyes and groaned in annoyance before he grabbed his phone and saw the name of his caller. He reluctantly answered it.

"What the hell do you want, Blitz?" Striker demanded.

"Oh, it's the Harvest Moon Festival Stolas told me about," Blitzo replied.

"The Harvest Moon Festival?" Kore asked.

"Yep, bring your hubby and son over because Millie's parents invited all of us to their house."

"Alright. I'll go over and get my son." Just when Kore was about to leave the bed, she saw someone up and about.

"What is it, Mom and Dad?" Seth asked, rubbing his tired eyes.

"Oh, we are invited to the Harvest Moon Festival and Mildred's parents invited us over," Striker replied.

"Looks like our son is already up, Blitz," Kore told Blitzo.

"Alrighty. Now, why don't you all get dressed and I'll pick you guys up."

Suddenly, someone dropped between Striker and Kore.

Striker rolled his eyes. "Wow. Look who's here."

...

That morning, Kore, Seth, and Striker as usual rode Bombproof as they followed the I.M.P. van to visit Lin and Joe. Kore and Striker used to work with them and Seth sometimes joined in the work. After deciding that Seth worked hard enough, they let him play with Millie's siblings, especially when there were tasks he couldn't handle.

The I.M.P. van drove underneath the sign that read Rough 'N Tumbleweed Ranch and parked in front of a farmer and his wife.

The farmer was a brawny and muscular red imp with white hair, mustache, matching his hair, yellow eyes, and white scars or tattoos on his left arm. He had white and black striped horns just like any other male imp, but his were bulky. He wore a black vest with a sleeveless red shirt underneath, black belt with a gray squared buckle, gray pants, and black boots.

His wife strongly resembled Millie since her hair style was similar to hers and had white spots on her red skin. However, she had more white on her tail and big white spots on her cheeks and her hair is a lighter gray. She also had yellow eyes, thick breasts, wide hips, a slim waist, bare feet with crimson heart shaped hooves, and black horns with thin white lines. She wore a white shirt with rolled up sleeves, red ascot around her neck, blue faded jeans, a brown belt with a circular silver buckle, and brown gardening gloves.

"Mama! Daddy!" a female cheerful voice chirped as she leapt out of the van to greet the farmers in question.

Her father carried her and spun her around. "Yeeeee-hawwww! How's my deadly little pumpkin spice doing?" He set her down and affectionately rubbed her hair.

"I'm good, Pa," Millie replied, "Thanks for lettin' us stay here for the harvest jamboree."

"It's no trouble," the farmer's wife told her, "We know you aren't making as much anymore since y'all went 'freelance'." She used her fingers as quotes for emphasis.

"Freelance pays fine, Ma! We're doin' fiiiiine!" Millie then added in a serious tone, "It's fine." She went over to her husband, who struggled to carry the luggage. "Anyway, y'all remember my husband Moxxie?" She shoved him over to her parents, who stared at him in disapproval.