Country of Countrymen [Yandere! Males! X F! Reader] | under editing

Tʜᴇ Tʜɪᴇғ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ Wᴀᴛᴇʀ

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            Having been taken in by her grandparents, [F/n] found she preferred her grandfather Zacharias over her grandmother Sarah. The old woman complains about the most trivial of things, from the thin layer of dust on the tables to the small specks of dirt on the floor, and busies herself cleaning every nook and cranny in the house. Meanwhile, her husband leaves his cups and plates everywhere after drinking his coffee and eating his meals, then he leaves the house to embark long walks on the vast land of the countryside.

Then there's [F/n], who picked up from their behaviors. Sometimes lazy and sometimes industrious, she was a mix of Zacharias and Sarah.

They live far from the noise of the busy city and have settled permanently in the countryside. The old couple have raised their son, Bryce, until he moved out for college, and they have raised his daughter too.

The old couple own a poultry farm. At the crack of daylight, all the birds sing; the chickens, the geese, and the ducks. They chant boisterously. The geese's deafening cries have surely contributed to Zacharias' delicate hearing.

"What was Sarah thinking when she wanted these spawns of the Devil? The old woman must want me deaf," he would complain whenever the geese honked at him as he would walk past to check on their eggs and goslings.

While he grumbled about the geese, Sarah explodes at the sight of unwashed mugs displaced on the porch, on the coffee table, on the nightstand, and even under the bed. "Zacharias, wash your dishes!" She would curse. But as she continues to clean the house, she uncovers many more secrets, which are, of course, more misplaced plates and mugs. 

[F/n] has heard Sarah's complaints ever since her younger years, and sometimes, it was amusing, and other times offensive. As she reached her teen years, they were beginning to forget and tire easily. One time, after Sarah collected the hen and its hatchlings, she forgot to close the hen pen. Zacharias' untamed cat almost snatched them in its mouth, but [F/n] heard the crazy clucking of the mother hen and hurried to save them.

If it wasn't Sarah forgetting about something, then there was Zacharias to cause conflict. His wild Asian leopard cat, Jasinda, is notorious for kidnapping chicks, and Zacharias allowed it. It initially wasn't much of an issue, as chickens populate fast, but when the eggs of the geese started disappearing, Sarah was furious, but it was quite apparent who to blame. Sarah often argued that the cat should be hunted down, but the old man defended the cat and seemed to love it more than his wife.

On a particularly peaceful Sunday, the geese stayed in the nursing pen for for far longer than ideal. The eggs should've hatched. Suspicious, [F/n] went to see why. And so it was - Jasinda the cat has struck once again.

Sarah was inside knitting for pastime. It was one of the rare days when she was rested, not cleaning, not fussing over Zacharias' coffee mugs and [F/n] unwashed clothes in her hamper. Today's peace needed to be protected, and so [F/n] swore to keep this misfortune to herself, for now. 

Just as Sarah didn't like the wild cat, [F/n] didn't, because when Sarah was distressed and angry over the feline, then the nobody is at rest in the house. Fortunately, [F/n] might know where to find the missing eggs. She just had to follow the naughty cat.

[F/n] returned inside the house  and waited for Jasinda. Around midday, with great patience of spying the geese from the window, she had finally seen the thief again. 

"You sneaky cat," she mumbled with a sneer as she spotted Jasinda running away with a very big egg in its mouth, no doubt one of the geese's. There was commotion in the geese's nursing pen. "Gran, the cat stole another egg!" She shouted in alarm, forgetting what she has sworn to keep.