User blog:Safnar/Pg 8 Sara

There is no doubt in my mind we would have made it to the neighborhood sooner if I wasn’t wounded. But as it was the 30 minute trip took 45 minutes, despite my attempted brisk pace. Flora tried to help on several occasions offering to help keep me up or even carry me but I refused. Partly because I couldn’t stand to endure that dizzying female sent of hers again and partly I needed to do it myself. So by the time we reached the neighborhood I was dripping with sweet despite the frigid night temperatures.

The rows of cookie cutter houses where all silent. But some of them held evidence of habitation. Boarded windows and doors as well as lights and the occasional shadow behind second story windows said this was still human territory. No one came out to great us. Likely Flora’s looks acting as a repellent. Even if someone missed the strange plants in her hair and oversized feet and hands they had undoubtedly become wary of any pretty girl they saw.

“That one’s empty. You might find what you need in there?” Flora said. Her giggles at my dilemma with Lela gone, clearly uneasy with the idea of observers. The house she gestured to was dark and still. It had been boarded at one point but the door had been smashed to splinters along with its barricade.

“Ok let’s move quickly.” I said. We hurried through the open door and out of sight of the prying eyes. I had to step carefully over the splinter covered rug as the girls had neglected to get me shoes. Flora on the other had seemed unconcerned with the sharp wood beneath her feet.

“Where should we start?” She asked her voce barley above a whisper. We were in a large entry hall that divided the first floor in half. To the left through an open arch way was a neat and tidy dining room. To my right was a glass door. The kitchen would have some food supplies if not a radio.

“Come on.” I whispered moving for the kitchen. Flora followed glancing back at the display of china in the dining room. We entered the kitchen. If it was a few days ago I would have been slightly impressed with its sleek space age look, with its glass top stove and touchscreen dishwasher.

“This would is still strange to me.” Flora started admiring the kitchen. “But wares the fire pit? How do you cook anything?” She asked. I patted the stove.

“It’s an oven and a stove. It runs on an energy like lightning and can get a lot hotter than a fire with far more control.” I said. I didn’t have time to explain all the mechanics of electricity besides it would probably sound like gibberish to her.

“Where do you keep the food?” She asked. I had been opening cabinets reveling mountains of canned food but she undoubtedly didn’t recognize the cylinders as something to be eaten.

“Theas are all called cans. There special containers we put food in so it’ll last a vary, vary long time.” I whispered as I opened the last cabinet. Lots of canned food, spices, and dishes but no radio. As I started looking in the cabinets below the counter Flora gingerly picked a can of peaches and looked it over.

“Didn’t you see this stuff when you came here last time?” I asked as I opened another cabinet containing pots and pans.

“No. Your brother led us right to ware people keep the cloths and toys. We didn’t want him out here to long so we didn’t take the time to look around.” Flora said probing the can but only managing to peal the label off it. “How do you get at the food inside?” She asked holding the can out to me. I had just opened the drawer with the can opener in it. So I took it out, took the can and twisted the nob on the side of the opener, cutting the top open with a pop. I completely removed the small cercal of sharp meatal and tossed it into the sink, before handing flora the opened can of peaches.

“Be careful the edges are sharp.” I said, as she gingerly took the can and cutely sniffed its contents. Seemingly satisfied it smelled ok she gently tipped the can agent her lips and drank some of the syrup.

“Wow!” She exclaimed making me jump. She gave me an apologetic look and lowered her voce. “It’s so sweet. I didn’t know human food could taste like this.” She said. She slurped down the rest of the can wile I finished checking the kitchen for a radio. And while my back was turned she scooped a few assorted cans into her bag as well as the can opener.

“What else do you put in cans?” Flora asked clearly fascinated by the idea.

“All kinds of things. Fruits, Vegetables, Beans, Meat, Potato’s, soups and stews.” I said. All this talking about food was making me hungry. I realized Max would be up for breakfast soon. He deserved something special. His favorite was Scrambled eggs and cheese. I went to the fridge. If the power was on the food should still be good. If not, it would be the worst smelling thing I have ever faced. I opened the fridge and the light came on. It was full of food. Milk, cheese, eggs. I went straight for the eggs and cheese.

“What’s that?” Flora asked looking once again awestruck at the new world she found herself in.

“It keeps the food that goes bad easily cold and fresh.” I explained. I handed her the carton of eggs and slices of cheese. “Could you hold this? Careful there’s eggs in the white thing.” I said as she took it.

“Uh- um ok.” She said. I remembered that eggs where a rare thing back in midlevel times when people had no way of refrigerating them.

“Don’t worry eggs are cheap in my world.” I assured her. She relaxed a bit. “Come on I want to check the garage.” I said leaving the kitchen. Flora put the cheese in the bag with the cans but chose to hold the eggs carefully in one hand. I found the garage, and an untidy one at that. Random clutter and meatal objects filled the space where the car should have gone. It was just like home. I easily navigated the junk working my way to the work bench witch sat in a nook along the same wall as the door we had entered. On it almost glowing and singing to me was a radio and a fresh box of batteries. I collected the batteries and returned to Flora who had been watching me from the door.

“I’ll explain what this is when we get back. Now let’s go before my luck changes.” I said. But my luck did change, as soon as we left the house in faked. Coming around the left side of the house a young man with a rifle and a back pack stopped cold as we saw one another. No one made any sudden movements. Slowly I put my hands up.

“We don’t want any trouble.” I said slowly. His eyes nervously darted from me to Flora who clearly wasn’t human. “Don’t worry about her I have her tamed.” I said. I could feel Floras furry boring into the back of my head at the idea that I had taken control of her; she would make me regret saying that. “Were going to slowly go that way-“ I said pointing across the street. “And you’re free to go where you want. No one has to get hurt.” I said. He hadn’t made a peep but the frightened look in his eyes died a little from my words. “Ok? We’re going to go now.” I said taking a slow step toured the road. We might have gotten away free and clear had the Grizzly not shown up. Clearly loopy on honey she stumbled around the right side of the house saw the two boys and made a go at us. The man went to fire his gun. “No!” I shouted. I have no idea how I did it but I closed in on him fast stomping his foot and knocking his gun aside just as it went off. The bullet burred its self into the house. I then yanked the gun from his hands and threw him head first into the wall. He was unconches but alive. I turned to look at the Grizzly who had spooked the man.

She was almost nothing like her profile pic. Her hair was a deep amber color and flowed all the way down to her cute blond puffball of a tail. Her large bear ears had a matching color outer fur but the inside of her ears where brown. Her Grizzly paws looked both menacing and cute and the brown fur continued up to her elbows and became an ace wrap witch was clearly for aesthetics and not to cover a wound. Her cute eyes matched Floras in color and half her blushing face was covered in her right paw witch was dripping with golden honey. She wore a brown bear skin sleeveless sweeter witch just covered her hips and, for lack of better word, “kitten”, over which she wore nothing else. She dozily looked between me, the hole in the wall and the unconches scavenger clearly trying to put the events together in her lust stained mind.

“S-saved… me?” She finally said. She gave me a look of absolute desire. “H-husband.” She declared happily and gave me a bone crushing hug. Honey that had dripped down her front and into her cleavage, which was just as big if not bigger than Flora’s, was getting all over me.

“Hello honey could you tell me your name please?” Flora asked calmly with a smile on her face. Without letting up on her hug the Grizzly turned to Flora.

“S-Sara.” It said slowly.

“Sara what a nice name.” Flora said kindly. Whatever you’re doing hurry! I thought as I had slipped down a little and Sara’s breasts where bulging upward threatening to engulf my face. Also my side was starting to feel wet and hot, which meant I was bleeding again.

“Well Sara. If you don’t mind. This boy is already claimed by two girls and he’s hurt. We’d be willing to share him but I need you to put him down for now.” Flora said calmly. She had noticed my wound reopen when I fought that man. Sara let me go and I fell to the floor. She leaned down and gingerly sniffed my bleeding wound.

“D-Did me… make hurt?” She asked. There was an intelligence in her eyes but the honey was clearly making her slow.

“No. But we should get moving.” I said. The horizon had started to grow lighter. Flora kneelt down beside me, pulled a plant from her hair, crushed it in her hands and slipped it in the wrapping. The bleeding stopped and the little bit of pain I had been feeling faded.

“Come on let’s get home and cook some eggs.” Flora said cheerfully.

“Me… Come two? S-Share husband?” Sara asked Flora. Didn’t I get a say in this?

“Of course!” Flora said in a little sing song voce. “Someone as special has him couldn’t be kept to only one girl anyway.” Flora said happily.

“C-Carry!” Sara said happily and she lifted me off the ground and cradled me so her chest rested on top of me. It was vary embarrassing but Flora cut off my protests.

“Don’t even try to deny it Sam you love big boobs and you’re enjoying that position.” She said. Sara let out a sleepy giggle and shifted so her breasts where out even further on my body almost like a blanket.

“Come on Sara this way.” Flora said guiding the dopy beast along. We started our short journey back to the Burrow.