Starving isn't so bad anymore (Don't Starve Together Fanfiction)

Chapter 13: Family Affairs

"So... There are more people?" Willow said slowly as if she couldn't believe the news.

"It would appear so." I responded as I gestured to the five new friends we'd gathered. Technically one frenemy for Maxwell.

"Do we have enough food and water to take on five new people?" 

"Well we don't but Walani and Woodlegs can catch a surplus of fish, so Wigfrid will be happy to have meat, Warly is an excellent chef so we can have meals that last longer, and Wilbur... Eats bananas." As Wilson named each of them their new comrades gave grateful smiles, except Wilbur who looked oblivious. "Not to mention Winona, who is almost as, if not as, strong as Wolfgang and she will probably end up beating Maxwell. So... Extremely good entertainment."

"I'll take your word for it, but if I don't hear Maxwell yelp in pain every once in a while I'll be very cross with you."

"Vous dites que comme si j'ai peur, mon amour." I said as I took a step closer to Willow and gestured for the others to leave us be.

"Je pense que vous avez oublié à quel point je peux être effrayant, mon savant." she said before placing a kiss on my lips.

There was an annoyed cough behind me, and Willow and I quickly turned around with red cheeks to see Wigfrid with her arms crossed.

"Wigfrid! I thought you were going to talk with the new people for a while." Willow said as she tried to revert back to her usual jovial self, though the red cheeks remained for a while longer.

"I wanted to come see you before that."

"Why?"

"Because I needed to ask you a few questions..." Wigfrid said quietly, red starting to appear on her own cheeks.

I tried to walk away, realizing this was a sensitive topic if Wigfrid were blushing about it but Willow grabbed the back of my vest and whispered in my ear, "You try to weasel your way out of this and I'll throw you overboard tied to Maxwell."

"So, what did you need to ask me?" Willow asked as she said on a bench, patting her hands down on either side gesturing for me and Wigfrid to sit on either side of her.

"Well... You know how me and Webber have been... Close... For a few years?" Wigfrid said, barely able to get out the sentence without squeaking. An odd sight to behold of the usually bold and scary viking.

"If by that you mean all lovey-gushy dating, then yes." Willow said with a smirk and Wigfrid tried to hide her eyes under her helmet.

"Well... Lately I've wanted to get closer... In another way..."

"As in... Cuddle-closer or... Intimate closer?"

"I-Intimate closer..." Wigfrid said barely above a whisper.

I tried to jump of the side of the boat, safety be damned, but Willow used that steel grip of hers to pull me back to the bench.

"Well, dear... What exactly do you need to know from me?" Willow said as the red on her face became the same shade as her shirt.

"The basics..." Wigfrid said as she slid a bot away.

"The basics?"

"Y-You know, the basics! What to... What to do?..." 

I silently wished for anything to get me away from this conversation. It was not a pleasant feeling for my face to be the same shade as my vest.

"Uh... Why are you asking me?"

Wigfrid was silent as she just gestured between Willow and I.

We did have a child after all, so Wigfrid probably put two and two together.