Bits and Pieces

Day 5 - Farm

Write a scene that takes place on a farm.

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"Can I take the blindfold off now?"

"No, not right now! Just follow the sound of my masculine voice."

"Pfft. Then I wouldn't be moving at all, 'cause in what dimension is your voice considered masculine?"

"Come on, Molly, just do as I say. Please?"

"Alright, alright. I will. But only 'cause you said please, like the good little boy you are."

"I'm taller than you."

Jason took her hand and led her out from where the car was parked. Molly rolled her eyes, but due to the fact that a blue-and-white-checkered handkerchief was around her eyes, it wasn't very successful.

"You're not going to lead me right into a tree or something, right?" Molly spread her arms out in front of her and wildly swept the air in an attempt to forge the evil plan that she thought her boyfriend, now her fiance, had made up in order to make a fool of her. Of course, it was false.

"Would you stop that?!" The aforementioned boyfriend, now fiance, exclaimed. For it was affecting him too as Molly continued to wave her arms about blindly and barely missed smacking him upside the head.

Jason grabbed her arms and placed them firmly by her sides. "Just listen to me for once. I'm not always trying to make you bump into stuff!"

"Ohh so you admit that you've tried before to make me bump into stuff?"

"No, that's not what I meant! Ugh. Just follow me." Jason grabbed her hand and started running.

Molly tripped after him, but to her relief, didn't lose her balance.

When he suddenly came to a stop, she collided with his back, and they both stumbled forward, but thankfully didn't fall.

"Aha! I knew you would eventually give in to your evil desire and make me crash into something!" Molly playfully accused after they had straightened up.

Jason rolled his eyes, but realized she couldn't see him and stopped mid-roll. He decided to ignore her accusation and instead, muttered to himself, "We're finally here, after three long years of hard work. I can't believe it's gonna be ours now."

"Um, Jason? Could you include me in the situation by taking this blindfold off? It's getting kind of stuf-"

"Just look at this place, Molly. I really can't believe we're going to be the owners of this. This! Isn't it just too beautiful? And so big, too. I never would've imagined the field was this large. I mean, it certainly looked big from the pictures, but I guess what they say about having to see the real thing to know for sure is right."

"Yeah. I'm sure it's fantastic, but don't you think you should untie this so I can se-"

"And look at those stables over there!" Having said this, Jason ran over to a stable that could hold about four horses and marveled at it. "It's so perfect for us, since we won't be owning more than two horses anyway."

With that, the betrothed of Molly Abigail Berman began running all over the farm, all the while explaining why everything there was absolutely perfect for them.

In his haste and excitement to explore their future home, he forgot about blindfolded Molly and only remembered her as he was strolling through the flower garden next to the house, while rambling on about how she could grow herbs there too.

He quickly turned around to get her but was surprised to see that she was right behind him. Still blindfolded, in that matter.

"You were saying about the tea herbs?"

More than shocked that she had managed to keep up with him, in the blindfolded fashion, while he had been scampering all about the farm, he asked, "How did you follow me?"

Molly smirked, and still managing to look fierce even without her piercing blue eyes, she replied, "I followed the sound of your masculine voice."

Jason grinned and said, "Ohh so you're saying my voice is masculine?"

She scoffed at him and chose not to answer, but instead, she asked,

"Can I take the blindfold off now?"