Within the Crop Fields (Greg x Reader)

A hayday crack treated seriously fanfiction, between a gender-neutral reader and their lumberjack friend, Greg.

It was just an average, run of the mill morning as usual. Until you checked on your recent, most developing field of crops, and your heart shattered. Your prized crops that you worked so hard to grow had been completely tramped over, broken and smashed into bits. As you investigate the matter, your eyes found what seemed to be a mix of hoof and paw prints, you were about to inspect the field even further for more prints but your attention was grabbed by a silhouette in the distance. Who else would it be other than your tall, lumberjack friend, Greg.