Love Ranchers

Sabotage?

(This chapter features the gorgeous Danny Sexbang and the awesome Pewds!!)

The first thing Jack thought when he saw Mark's ranch was 'fuck'.

Not because Mark had better slimes than him, but because he found out just how big it was. It only took a bit of exploring to find the overgrowth and the grotto, one place where Phosphor slimes could flourish, and the grotto was where Mark could grow just about anything. He already had a corral in the grotto where there were a few Phosphor slimes giggling around. There was already a pogofruit tree in the yard as well, in full bloom.

Now, Jack bought an expansion, but it didn't help him with his Phosphor problem. Neither did anything he did. But he couldn't be like Mark and progress as well as he did, and his job depended on this. He decided that he wouldn't force Mark out of a job, but he could impede Mark's progress. That was it. That way, he and Mark had a job, but Jack would be a step ahead.

Yep. Simple plan, simple solution.

Sneaking in was easier than Jack thought. He literally walked through the gates and stepped in. Of course, there was the problem of Chica. Chica saw him and began barking, but whether it was happy or angry was yet to be desired. Jack guessed anger though considering that Chica looked pissed. The only problem that prevented Jack from hiding was that the light to Mark's house came on after a few minutes. Jack was quick to suck her into his vacpack.

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What? She was making too much noise! Jack needed to enter quietly.

When Chica was silenced, Jack looked around at what he had to work with. Mark had a chicken coop and well as a garden. Without the both of those, his slimes would be hungry and rowdy. More likely to escape as well. Escape out of his farm and somewhere else...

Jack shrugged. Less food for Mark, more for Jack. And with that, Jack set to work, gathering up at least 30 pieces of ripe pogofruit, all the baby chicks in the coop, and took a Honey Slime for himself. Jack wouldn't realize for another day or two that he actually stole Tiny Slime Tim from the farm, and it would really put Mark at a setback.

Once Jack was finished, he grinned back at Mark's House and made his way to his own farm. He had plenty of hungry slimes to feed.

~Jack's Farm, Next Morning~

"Eat!"

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"Eat damn it!"

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"Eat the fookin' plort ya bastard!"

However, the Tabby Slime kept hitting the wall of his pen, trying to get out and ignoring the plort sitting right beside it. He took one look at it and slammed his head against the wall, more concerned with trying to escape than trying to eat the plort that remained. And Jack wasn't going to feed it anything else until it ate the damn rock plort.

"Eat the plort damn you!"

The Tabby looked at him and grinned its kitty smile, wandering around his pen and again, ignoring the plort sitting in the pen, the only edible thing inside his pen.

"Damn it. Fine. Here. Have meat you little bastard." Jack shot what he thought was meat into the pen, but got the shock of his life when Chica popped out, rolling a little bit before sitting on her butt and shaking her head. She sneezed and stared down the Tabby, who stared at her hungrily.

"Oh fook," Jack growled. "Damn it. Uh...Chi-Cha-Chu-Chica! Her name is Chica!" He began to whistle. "Come here Chica...chu?" Is that what Mark called her? Wasn't it Chica-chu or something like that? That didn't sound right, but Jack hadn't been paying that much attention.