Genetic Love-Ryax/Moon

[FoxWriter]

It was a common every day average dawn, the sun rose slowly, scattering an array of beautiful colors across the sky, which was slowly turning that pretty blue without a single cloud in the sky. The chilly night air was slowly being whisked away by the sun, though everything was still damp with the dew that hung on everything. The cows would soon be ready to be milked, the horses to be fed and then let out into the pastures, the chickens would have their eggs collected and the pigs would get the slops from last weeks dinners as a weekly treat. It was a hard life, living on a farm, but a good one, you never had to worry about where your food was coming from, as everything was grown or raised right there, even if it was hard to do all alone. At least most of the planting was done for the year, all the vegetables and various berries that where to be grown had been sewn or planted, ad the vegetables where already shooting their first green stalks.

In the big red barn, where the cows and the horses where stabled together, two figures sat huddled up to the calmest cow in the barn. Old Bertie didn't care in the least, you could put a kid or two on her back and she'd just stand there and chew her cud. The two figures where grateful that the cow was willing to share her warmth, because they had been oh so cold when they'd discovered the barn late last night. They where scared, frightened and alone, they didn't know where they where, only that they needed to stay hidden. They knew that they weren't... normal. They had always been told that they couldn't go outside because they would be hated and feared. Well they where outside now, and they where cold and hungry, and there was o one to tell them how to get food or what to do. They couldn't even rightly remember how they had gotten out of the Gen-tech laboratories in the first place, perhaps it was a test? The doctors where fond of giving them tests.

The first girl, for they where indeed girls, looked like a moth really. She had bright emerald eyes, and soft, so soft fur covering her entire body. She had beautiful brown wings dotted with soft speckles of white, and bright red feelers. She even had four arms with small, delicate fingers, all tipped in red. She was rather cute, in a creepy sort of way. The second girl looked very much like a... like a Unicorn! She was as black as coal dust, with hair and tail fur as red as blood. Her eyes where a creepy yellow sort of color, and instead of pupils she had a red splotch on her eyes. She eve had a single, golden horn, and fur covering her fingers and feet, almost like she was part Clydesdale. Both where wearing very different kinds of clothes. The moth, a pretty blue dress that one wouldn't misplace on a small child it was so cute. The Unicorn wore clothing that considered of leather that was held on by brown belts that she pulled off perfectly. The unicorn was also covered I various piercings, clearly she was a 'punk' sort of girl while the moth was much more cute and innocent. Both tensed as they heard the barn door open, and realized they had trapped themselves. They couldn't get out, not without the human noticing... what where they going to do!?

 

[Ryax]

Dean was early as usual, up before dawn, tending to his own needs and preparing for a day with the animals and on the fields. He gazed over the horizon through his windows, enjoying the beautiful light spectacle coloring the sky in most pretty colors as most mornings. After he was done self preparing, he stepped out of house to tend to his animal's needs, feeding the pigs and treating them to some goodies saved from last week. As he got out, the sunlight struck is body in a gentle fashion, his skin like molded from the sun, lightly brown tanned and an even composition of sexy lean muscles, the hard labor on the farm forming his body accordingly. He only wore a pair of light blue, robust denim jeans and worker boots, along with a cowboy hat to keep the sunlight from attacking his eyes too much. The dew hardly had time to leave with the warm air before he was finished with the pigs for the day.

Today, he was a bit sore of collecting the masses of eggs left every so often, he decided to feed his horses and cows before that today, mixing up the usual chores a bit for fun. Bringing a sack of hay and corn securely over his back, he marched towards the stables. He saw the stable doors being slanted open, mumbling to himself with an angered look, "Ahh hell no..", as he figured that someone might have broken in and his animals possibly disappearing. He rushed over, opening the barn door fully with a soft creaking, to his surprise, all his animals still safely in their usual positions, greeting him with cheerful moos and neighs. "Gooooood morning pretties! Another beautiful day for us to enjoy.", he began cheerfully, putting down the hay on the floor, distributing it to all the hungry animals.

"Goooood morning, Bertie! Ready for your breakfa...", he said, stopping mid sentence at the sight of the two cuddled together shapes by his cow. "Now I'd be darned, so that's why the doors were open. Why didn't you just come knocking on my door?", he asked lightly as he fed Bertie while taking a good look on the shapes of the beings, seeing that almost their every feature looked quite strange. "Say, you look like a mighty odd couple 'o creatures, where could you have come from, never heard or seen something looking like you two do... Anyhow, ya'll must be freezing bad, 't was indeed a cold night, I'll go get some blankets for ya.", he said in a friendly manner, leaving and quickly returning with some thick blankets for the shapes, unfolding them for the two visitors. "Here, this will bring some warmth to ya, get you up on your feet again. I got a surplus of food in my house, so feel free to come out when you're ready and I'll treat ya'll to some good farm breakfast.", he said in a friendly manner as he held out the blankets for them. "Come on now, don't be shy, come take a blanket from me.", he said again in a friendly yet cautious manner this time.

 

[FoxWriter]

the two creatures cringed as he yelled out to the animals, and they hid as much as they could behind the lazy cow, who was not in the least bit inclined to stand up at any moment. she always stayed laying down until the last moment, lazy that she was. milking her was a hassle because she'd sometimes lay down in the middle of the milking! the two creatures stared at him, wide eyed and terrified, waiting for screams, for pain, for something... what they got was something else entirely. the Unicorn girl settled in front of the Moth, trying to protect the more delicate creature, who had all four arms wrapped tightly around herself, trying to trap warmth as well as protect herself from the rage and fear of the human who had discovered them. when he vanished they considered making a run for it, but they where too late, he was already back, and holding blankets as promised. it was the Unicorn who moved first, inching towards him as if wary that he might grab her and start beating her... but closer she did come, the promise of warmth too good to resist. she quickly had the blankets in hand and was carefully wrapping one around the other girl first before tending to herself, her yellow and red eyes flicking back to Dean, wary, but not as frightened as before as she hesitantly stood up, her blue furred feet unsteady as she carefully helped the other girl up.

they both tared at him again, wrapped up tightly in their blankets they inched their way out of the stable so he could urge Lazy Betty to her feet for her daily milking. being that she was a very good producer, Bertie could give out over eight gallons a day, which was sold for quite a profit at the local farmers market. the two creatures watched in fascination as the milking machine was attached to Bertie, who didn't seam at all disturbed by the disturbances. at least the damn thing didn't lay down this time. "...Thank you." the Unicorn finally muttered even as the Moth leaned close to the cow. "Why are you attaching those things to it's boobs?" the innocent seeming thing asked, her head tilted. now the Unicorn was watching the milking machine too, her head tilted as she blinked a little. "is it a punishment? did the Cow do something bad?" well, they where frightened, but very curious, like lost little children who was talking to the police woman who had found them. "what's your name? i'm M23." the moth stated, the Unicorn scowling a little. "i'm H45...." the Unicorn girl admitted rather unhappily, clearly she hadn't wanted to share personal information. "do you really have food?" M23 asked hopefully. "i'm so hungry... we haven't had food in days..." she admitted, fidgeting a little. "we where going to get food from the gardens we passed... but i didn't want to steal..."

 

[Ryax]

"Come on now, don't be scared, I ain't gonna hurt ya... There ya go.", he said as the Unicorn creature inched over, carefully handing them over as he quickly glanced over the creature in front of him. "You're indeed a mighty odd sight.. But that's fine, I don't discriminate who my guests are.", he voiced a light and warm smile. He left them alone as he walked around the stable, attaching the milking machine to all oh his cows that needed it for today. When he arrived at good 'Ol Bertie, the creatures had themselves scooted out of her stable so that he could safely make her rise to her feet. He used some luscious and fresh grass to keep above her head for to sway her to stand up, "Come now Betty, you know you want that grass.", he said lightly as she sure did stand herself up after a short while, the temptation oft he sweet grass being hard to resist.

He smiled, patting her as he then attached the milking machine to her to get the good days harvest. "Nope, don't mention it. No thanks needed here by my guests.". Dean laughed kindly at their curious questions, rising up as he was done with the attaching and looked a bit surprised at them. "I'd be darned, never seen a cow give milk have ya? Well, their udders down there at the bottom, the ones you so gracefully call boobs, they give milk when squeezed.", he began, being happy to teach them something that he knew. "Punishment? No way! If anything, that probably feels good for them, ain't that right Betty?", he said, patting her as she happily chewed on the remaining grass he'd given her as a treat for being such a good milking cow.

"You two really are strange, what kind of names is M23 and H45?", he admitted for the last time as he sighed lightly, "Well, my name is Dean. It's nice t' meet ya.". Listening to her pleading, he almost looked a bit angry as he answered, "Really now, I would have thought you would care more for your survival then letting petty theft stop ya at that!", his voice rational as he changed his look to a warm one, "Of course I got food for ya! I got way more then enough as it is right now, the harvest is about to come in today as well. Come on, let's get you fed properly.", he stated, walking out of the stable all together as he signaled for them to come along.

Walking into his house he immediately headed for the kitchen, opening his kitchen cabinets and drawers to fully reveal a glorious stash of different vegetables, spices, fruit, oats, you name it, whatever he had grown himself and/or bargained for on the markets. He had tons of meat crammed into his many freezers, ensuring almost a good steak per every two days as it looked right now. "Pick anything you want. I'd die before guests in my house would ever go hungry. Now eat or I'll feed ya myself.", he said with a smile. "Now, if you excuse me, I have some eggs to tend to.", he stated kindly, leaving them to his food as he left for the outside again, heading for the large chicken house to gather today's yield of fresh, high market value eggs.

 

[FoxWriter]

(just so you know. Cows need to be milked twice a day, every day, preferably at the same time everyday XDD i grew up on a farm XDD)

the creatures blinked at him for a long moment as he called them an 'odd sight' polite talk for freaks? maybe, this man seamed nice, and he didn't seam to care that they where strange. they watched interested as he hooked the machine onto her and they blinked a little. "feels good? so it's good for the cows?" M23 asked, smiling a little before they both cringed as he scolded them. "but stealing is bad. stealing leads to punishment, and i don't like punishment..." the Moth whispered, looking frightened as the Unicorn settled in front of the delicate creature again, protecting her from the Farmers rage. "the doctors gave us our names..." the unicorn finally said once she was certain that no hands where going to slap them. "are they not proper names?" she asked, looking a little curious, her head tilted. "will you give us proper names?" she asked hopefully before following him into the house, the Moth following, happy to be getting some food, finally. "Harvest is when you pick all the fruits and vegetables right?" the Moth asked eagerly. "may we help? it would be lots of fun!" and a good way to repay him for his kindness too. they gaped at the food before them and the Unicorn wasted no time picking out vegetables for herself while the moth settled on a jar of applesauce, swallowing down the food eagerly they both hummed their happiness, muttering thanks in-between bites.

they finished quickly, declaring themselves full and followed him out to the Chicken coop, where they watched in amazement as he gathered the eggs. they quickly set about helping, gathering the dozens of eggs with very careful hands and settling them in his egg basket. "their so warm!" the Moth muttered, rolling on in her tiny hands. the eggs where warm from the chickens laying on them. "the Chickens don't get angry that you take their eggs?" she asked curiously as she examined the Chicken she had stolen this egg from. the chicken clucked at her and then went back to pecking at it's nest. the chickens where well used to this, and most of them weren't even in the coop, they where out, searching for bugs and seeds in the grass. the two creatures followed Dean around, helping him with his chores and asking any question that came to mind. they where clearly very curious, and excited to learn everything they could about the farm and the animals on it. they also enjoyed petting the animals and picking the few vegetables that where ready to be picked. the lettuce and spinach was the first in the season.

 

[Ryax]

(Oh... Yea I wouldn't know, moving away from the farmlands at the age of five ^^; Damn, cows seem like a large load to tend to.. That's a lot of milk.. lol I'll do my best though! grains of salts, grains of salts!)

'Mmmhmmm', he voiced lightly as he tended to attaching the milking machines properly. "That's true, but you need to care for yourself better.", he replied, his voice a bit softer, more concerning then angry at the moth creatures innocence. "If the doctors are so smart, how come they couldn't give you proper names? What a shame...", he said with a sigh and a shaking of his head. "Of course, I'll need a little while to think about it, but I promise, I'll have some good names for you two.", he said with a light beaming confidence in his naming skills. 'Mhmm', Dean voiced again lightly, "That's right. Would you now? I could certainly use some help around here, got a lot to do today and times be pressing behind me.", he said happily, accepting their help without a second thought.

Dean let them help, smiling at their exciting and amazed faces. He chuckled lightly at M23's question. "Nah, not the least bit. They're used to this by now. I give them a safe environment and plenty of great food, they give me eggs.", he reassured them. As they were done, he brought the eggs inside the house and stored them accordingly. They were both on his trail all the time, following him everywhere, asking and being overall curious just about everything on his farm. He enjoyed answering their questions, teaching them the ways of farming and letting them learn about his world. They even tended to the cows again for the day. As they were tending to the garden, harvesting the first lettuce and spinach batches for the season, it struck him clear as day. "I know! I got your names now!", he shared excitedly, facing them as he spoke, "Hey, M...23 was it? I'm going to call you... Belle. And.. H.. uh... 64..54? Whatever! Such unreasonable names anyway... I think you'll fit better with this name instead, Miranda.", he said with a light firmness to his voice, "Hows that, how are ya liking your new names?", he asked them curiously as he laid away some of the last of today's harvest. As they were done a bit ahead of schedule today, the sun not even setting yet, he had them carry their shares back to his house where they stored the fresh vegetables accordingly. He would have to take a trip to the market soon, if not as early as the next day to sell off and trade his new merchandise with the other farmers and villagers. "Belle, Miranda, you two were of great help for me today. It's been a long time since I've had any free time on my hands..", he said with a light frown as he thought of what to do. The idea struck him clear again, "Of course! Let's have a big supper, meat, vegetables, spices, all the good stuff!", he exclaimed excitedly as he was already at works, grabbing pots and pans, turning on the stove as he began making the food. "It's been hella long since I've had a big meal, what better time then now when I have guests to tend to as well huh?", he added, smiling as he chopped up a plenitude of vegetables, fried some onions, unfroze some succulent looking meat, and all the other stuff that came with a big supper.