“Hi there, I’m Vikki.” She said and thrust her hand towards Gunter for an introduction. The larger man stood back a step, and slowly inched his hand forward.
“Hi…I’m Gunter” he said, and shook her tiny hand delicately. At that, he turned and began walking in the direction they were going originally. Seth leaned down to whisper to Vikki, “Gunter doesn’t talk to women, he’s shyer than a possum at noon.” She nodded her understanding.
Seth bounced her around while he caught up to Gunter, then he explained the true reason for their trip into the mountains. His answer was quick and to the point, “All right, I’m in. You’ll need help anyway. Want me to carry your pack, since you have..her.” He pointed to Vikki like Seth wouldn’t know who he was referring to.
“Again. The names Vikki.” She said, rather annoyed. Seth frowned at her harsh tone.
Gunter quickly ducked his head and she was sure he was blushing, “Yes, Ma’am. Sorry, Ma’am.”
Feeling like a total jerk for frightening him, she decided that if they were going to possibly be spending the next month together he needed to be conditioned to her. To settle all his nervousness, she thought the best way would be full immersion.
“Gunter, you know, poor Seth has been carrying me for a long time now and since your such a good, strong, friend I’m sure you wouldn’t mind taking over for a bit?” Vikki winked at Seth secretively, and he nodded. “Oh too true, she’s like a ton of bricks, here you go, lug her around for a while.” Then Seth tossed her into Gunter’s arms. “Hey!” Vikki cried in protest at his words, Seth’s only response was a quick wink.
Gunter caught her, but Vikki felt every muscle in his body freeze up. He held her a foot away from his chest and followed Seth silently down the trail, arms outstretched. This went on for about ten minutes before Vikki couldn’t stand seeing the completely strained expression he held. She didn’t think it had anything to do with her weight. Rolling towards him, she wrapped her arms around his chest and held tight. It was a little forward for her, but the silliness needed to be stopped. He called out, “Seth, come get her, she’s got me. I’m going to drop her.” Seth only looked back with a smile, knowing he would never compromise their mission.
“See, It’s not so bad. I don’t bite.” She grinned and Gunter continued to pretend she wasn’t speaking.
“So what do you do for fun?” she asked. No answer.
“Have you seen a good movie lately?” she tried once more, still nothing.
“Do you really have cookies?” she asked and he actually nodded yes.
“Can I have one?”
He attempted to reach into his jacket pocket and keep a hold of her at the same time, but was having difficulties. So she pushed his hand away and pulled the bag from his front pocket.
“May I have one?” she asked, just to be polite. He silently gave her permission. They were the best carrot spice cookies she’d ever tasted. “Oh my, these are delicious. I hope you brought more, because I’m liable to eat every one.” she joked. He smiled and his face was twice as handsome. “There you go. Smiling does you wonders.” His grin dropped and he continued to stare off into the woods. Him getting used to her wasn’t going to happen in an hour, she thought, but it was a start.
They switched off carrying her every two hours, and made it to the cabin as the sun peaked over the ridge. What took them seven hours of fast walking, Vikki figured would have taken her a week.
The cabin was a small one room shack with no indoor toilet, and no shower. The guys insisted that she have the closet sized bedroom to herself and they set up bunks on the other side of the wood stove. Immediately they both left to gather firewood and hunt down an ax. It was going to get mighty cold tonight if they didn’t prepare a fire. Being full wildlings, the two men wouldn’t feel the cold as much as she would. The only reason she didn’t freeze during the hike was because of all the body heat coming from Seth and Gunter. It was like snuggling a furnace.
She dusted and swept as well as she could with the straw broom someone had left in the corner. But there were very few surfaces to clean, only a small four person table and chair set, and a three foot kitchen counter next to the wood stove. Vikki then unpacked the food and kitchen supplies , which really were pretty meager and placed them in the two pantry cabinets hung on the wall. Someone was going to have to go hunting soon. Not her, but someone. She was raised in the suburbs, it was the least likely place to run into people in the Other community. They usually frequented the outskirts and forests. Subsequently she couldn’t hunt worth a damn and her animal instincts were dulled from lack of use. She took an embarrassingly long time to shift.
Seth came in with an armload of wood and stacked it in the corner. With a cheery tone Vikki asked, “Want any help with the wood carrying?” He stopped on his way back outside, “Yeah, Vikki..uh..I don’t think it would be the best idea for you to go outside just yet. People in the area might be coming around to check and see what we’re up to. I don’t want them seeing you. In a week or two, it should be safe. Okay? Maybe you could whip us up some sandwiches? I mean, what else have you got to do, right?”
Gunter walked in the door with his bundle of wood. She answered Seth with a fixed calmness. “I see. Fine. That’s fine.”
He saw her face and knew that when a woman said “fine” twice in one breath you left if you were able, so he immediately spun on his heel and went right back outside.
Seth took her words at face value, “Great, so glad you understand. I would like a meat and cheese sandwich and..” he hollered out the door to Gunter, “hey man what kind of sandwich do you want Vikki to make you?”
Gunter answered with a loud, “No thank you.”
“Get out you clueless boy. You’ll eat what I make for you!” She then shoved him to the door, red faced and ready to smash something. She settled for slamming the thin wood door in his face. Seth stood for a moment in disbelief, not having a clue when the conversation had gone awry. He was even more puzzled when Vikki opened the door again and in a sweet voice said, “Gunter, you need to eat, I’m making you a sandwich too.” He nodded, “Yes Ma’am.” and she slammed the door once more.
Seth looked to Gunter, he only shrugged his shoulders and continued cutting wood.
More to come…….
So late reading this. Apologies for that. Just when we were wondering if Vikki, being a Mixed Wilding, was like a normal woman, our questions were answered. Haha. And Seth is definitely a typical bloke
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She was a bit hormonal this chapter. Lol.
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I’ll say. Time of the month much? Haha
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Hey, hey, hey…it’s like with racial stuff, you can only talk crap if you are one. Lol
Seth was being a ass too so..
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Don’t go all feminati on me now. It doesn’t become you. 😛 Seth was just being male and males are naturally stupid. Haha
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Do you think a feminati would still have to do house work?
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You’ll have to take that up with your other half. Haha
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I thought you might know the rules. Haha
I’m not cuting my hair. My head would look HUGE!
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Sadly I do not. Apart from being angry at men and shouting a lot of course. No, you keep your hair. Short hair rarely works on women. It definitely didn’t work for that girl from the Divergent movie series
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Eh, she was still pretty and cute. But I agree not many women can pull it off nicely
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She was, but at the same time I found myself thinking she looked annoying too. And they shouldn’t have made the third one. It was crap compared to the first two
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I don’t even recall much of it really, which probably says something.
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Jeff Daniels was in it. That’s about all there’s worth remembering
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Lol, I don’t even know who that is, well maybe if I saw his face.
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He was Jim Carey’s sidekick in Dumb & Dumber
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Ah yes he was in an HBO show I liked. He was a no nonsense reporter.
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With Matthew McConaughey (not sure if that’s how you spell it)
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No, it is called Newsroom. It’s not on anymore though.
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I haven’t heard of that one
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If you look up newsroom America’s not the greatest anymore a realy great clip of the show will come up. He did a superb job of acting in the show.
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He’s one of those underrated actors like James Woods and Christopher Walken
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Yes, I realy like Liam Neeson. Orrr…Gerard Butler…. haha jk
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I’ve just put another story up, different one. I’m not sure if it’s showing though. It’s not in my reader. Stinkin WP.
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I just read it and indeed commented
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Haha yes I saw, I cant figure out why it won’t show on my reader. But whatever, as long as everyone else can see it.
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I liked that it was obvious what was happening, but the whole him being trapped inside his own infected body thing was just great
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Thanks he’s actually a side character for a different half written story I have.
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Ooh, crossing stories. Colour me impressed AND intrigued
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More like laziness. Lol
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Don’t be a naysayer. It’s a good thing to branch out. I plan on doing exactly the same with my novel
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Yes, it was fun. A tiny break from the other two I’m doing.
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A break is always good. You can become too consumed like I am with my editing. I’m so far behind on everything else it’s making me nervous
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Yes, I know how that goes. But you are doing great, and that’s with all that going on.
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I received my first nasty criticism the other day, but I think it was actually in jest as my jokey response received nothing more than a like from the guy who said it
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Huh, I guess he should have used his sarcasm button or my favorite LoL. The say when people start hatin it means your on to something or your an asshole. You can pick which. Lol
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It was the modern life one and he said he hated people who blog. I somewhat unimaginatively responded ‘I hate people who hate people who blog’ with a winky face to show I was jesting. But yes; I am an arsehole!
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Hahaha it sounds like he was trying to be witty.
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Perhaps. It didn’t quite work for him. Nobody liked the comment
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Haha well..he tried..
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