A Quiet Day

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                I helped Chloe with the garden, smiling as the foul-mouthed pumpkin laughed and told me another story about the people she had met.


                 "...And I'm telling ya, this bastard wasn't even five foot, and everybody was scared of him! It was insane! Course, I figured out later it was because he had skinned someone alive, so I didn't mind shootin' him all too much, ya know?" I raised an eyebrow at her, and she just laughed, pulling a weed out of the ground.


                  "The good old days...I miss them sometimes, ya know? But things change...Well now, look who it is, how're ya boss?" I had exactly three seconds to think about her words before being lifted into the air, causing me to squeak and Miranda to giggle. 


                  "Hello little one~..." She whispered huskily into my ear, and I blushed deeply, making her laugh and kiss my neck. Our little interaction was interrupt by Chloe making a gagging noise.


                  "Oi, you two, no fucking in my garden! Normally I ain't a cockblock, but I also ain't normally three feet from the people screwing!" I could practically feel the glare from Miranda, which didn't deter Chloe.


                   "Don't glare at me! Also, I still need her help for the garden! You can fuck her later." Miranda rolled her eyes, setting me down, and I giggled at her pouty expression. Her eyes flicked down to me, and I squeaked, making her smirk and plant a kiss on my lips before I could react, pulling away and leaving me dazed.


                    "Oi! Shove off! I need her brain in working order, not melting out her ears!" Miranda disappeared in a burst of feathers, and Chloe shook my shoulders.


                    "Wake up! The bird milf isn't here any more!" I shook my head clear, smiling at her sheepishly.


                    "Sorry." She rolled her eyes, but just chuckled and led me back to where we were working.


                    "Nah...I get it. I had a wife once, myself." Chloe kneeled down, gently prying a weed out of the ground.


                     "Really?" I asked, joining her in the weeding. She nodded, tapping a chain around her neck that I previously hadn't seen, two silver wedding rings shining on it.


                     "Yeah...Her name was Darlene...Lovely lady, caught me in her grasp by complete accident. She had just divorced you see, not three months ago...But according to her, the marriage had been done for half a year, when it came to the pair. At any rate, she worked at the same place I did, and eventually I worked up the nerve to ask her out. The rest is history." She smiled fondly at the rings, and I frowned.


                      "What happened to her?" I asked, and Chloe sighed, watering a small flower, before setting the watering can down next to her.


                      "Oh...A lot of things...We stuck together, through thick and thin, until her smoking habit got her...Cancer all over her lungs. I always joked that my lungs were black as burnt wood, but I guess she managed to maintain more of a habit than me." I nodded sympathetically, reaching for a trowel.


                      "So...Did you quit smoking?" I asked, and Chloe laughed loudly, before pulling a carton out of her overalls pocket.


                      "Hell no. Actually, started smoking more afterwards. Coping, ya know?" She stood up, and looked at me.


                      "Head back inside, pal. Lycan are gonna be prowling soon, and I don't wanna explain to the bosses why you're in bloody chunks." I nodded, waving goodbye to her, before walking to the kitchen and seeing a very stiff Rowan and a smirking Blossom. I raised an eyebrow, and Blossom beamed at me, her smile more radiant than usual.


                       "Oh, hello Y/N! How're you today?" Rowan just grunted in greeting, before resting their head on her arm, nuzzling it.


                        "Uh...Fine...Were you up late working, Rowan?" I looked at them, and Blossom grinned knowingly.


                         "Oh, they were up late all right..." I frowned in confusion, before I realized what she meant, and buried my face in my hands while she laughed. Suddenly, cold arms wrapped around my stomach, and cold lips found my neck, sharp fangs scrapping against the skin gently.


                          "Hello dragul meu~..." Bela whispered in my ear, and I barely suppressed a moan, shudders running down my spine. She giggled, and looked up at the other two.


                          "Can I steal this one?" She giggled, and Blossom smiled back, gently rubbing the back of Rowan's head.


                          "Why of course, Lady Bela...Just don't break her too much!" Bela and Blossom laughed, and I blushed, before being carried away by Bela's swarm. When I opened my eyes, I found us in a dimly lit bedroom, which, judging from the decorations and size of the bed, was where Miranda, Mia, and Bela slept. Speaking of which, I was laid on the bed, and Bela crawled in under the covers with me, pulling them up over us. This was also the exact moment when I realized Bela was wearing a slightly...Suggestive...Nightdress, and I blushed. She positioned herself over me, and gently kissed me, making me quietly moan. She broke the kiss a few moments later, grinning.


                            "Mmm...Cute..." She giggled, before laying on top of me and resting her head on my chest. I smiled down at her, wrapping my arms around her gently, and we drifted off together.




                              So, uh...My motivation just kinda died for a while, and it's not really back, but this was relaxing to write, and generally I haven't written in months so I'm not burnt out on it. By the way, I used Google Translate for the Romanian, so if that's wrong, please tell me the actual spelling. I was going for "my love", if that helps. I'll hopefully update this some more soon, and maybe, if I can drag my head out of the sand, finish this book. At any rate, have a lovely day, and goodbye!

-Madeline

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