Wallace's Belly grumbled softly below him as he stared at the charcoaled food he'd created. "That's it were gonna starve" He Grumbled to himself. "I saved the kids from being murdered but now they're gonna die of starvation." Moving his food side to side with his fork, Wallace then heard the cry of the children. He worried they might be hungry, and he as any ignorant man, knew not what he should feed them. He very well could not breast feed them. Shaking his head he relieved himself of that thought.
He then had a brilliant idea! He got up from the wooden table in the dinning area and ran towards, the little magical door. Practically grovling wallace pleaded to the door. "Please give me somthing that young babes can eat." Hoping for a miracle he opened the door. Frozen into place, a "moooo" Echoed forth from the door. A large female cow prodded out, Chewing some cud.
Frustrated Wallace thought. " Great now I have been downgraded to a farmer." Breaking his thoughts the Childrens cries came louder. Giving the cow another ugly look Wallace ran past the cow and towards the living quarters of the children.
The female child was shaking with frustration as he finally arrived to the crib. The male child seemed to be crying because his sister wailed. Gently Wallace picked up the small youngling, wiping away her tears. Catching her breath the baby, slowly stopped crying, and inquesitivly stared back at Wallace. The brother stopped crying as soon as his sister had calmed down. Grabbing hold of the other Child, He began thinking of what he would do with the Children as he figured out how to milk a cow.
As if by chance, As Wallace Casually glanced around the room he notice two perfect swings. He strided over with enthusiasm, and gently placed the kin into the swings. He then picked up the swinging device over his head, the two children one on each side, and carried his load towards where he last saw the cow by the door.
The cow hadn't moved an inch since he last left it. It still chewed on the cud with a bored look on its face, almost mockingly. Getting his wits together he thought up the library and walked in to find a book on millking cows. A wail sounded as he entered the room. Turning around he rad back to the children. The little girl was having a fit about him leaving to another room.
"Great I can't even leave their side a moment, what babies" He thought then retracted. "They were babies."
Noticing a nob on the side of the swinging device he began turning it and turning it. It seemed to be charging something and when he let go, The swing set began rocking on its own and a soft music began to play. Such technology amazed Wallace. He wish he had more time to take apart the device, yet he knew he had other matters to take care of.
Taking another glance at the now sleeping children, they seemed more peaceful now, Wallace snuck towards the library to find the book he needed. It took him a full hour to find a book and it had such an offensive name. "Milking and other neccesary things about cows......for Dummies" The nerve!!Wallace Chided angrily. Looking through the book he got the neccessary equimpment for the task. A small stool, a warm towel, and a bucket.
This seemed easy enough, Wallace thought and so he sat down on the stool next to the cow. He placed the bucket underneath. Looking at the warm towel he said to himself, "Well this must simply be for my own comfort, he shrugged and placed the towel on his head. Smiling to himself he placed his cold hands on the cows utters. As soon as his Icy fingers touched the cow, The cow mooed in rage and kicked Wallace off the bench hard.
His head throbbed where the cow had hit him. He looked toward the kids. They were fully awake staring at him with a smile. If they were any older than a few week Wallace was sure he would of heard snickering. There faces displayed lauphter, Muttering nonsense to himself he grabbed the dummies book and began reading the instructions. Hitting himself on the head, right on the newly sore spot, he winced. The towel was meant to warm his hands so that he wouldn't have gotten hooved. Wallace muttered obcenties to himself as he tried again.
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