08-04-2014, 10:56 AM
The more he got to know her, the more Calvin liked her. She looked at her past not as something regrettable, but as a preparation for the future. Calvin's respect for her rose. She lived a life of no regrets and her past made her into the person she was now, much like Calvin's past had made him into what he was now.
The wolves knew something was coming. She mentioned that. He knew it too. It was why is was here. Moscow was going to be the epicenter of whatever was coming. Whispering Leaf had told him nothing about what to expect except for the powerful two-legs. Calvin had seen a video on the internet of a man standing before an army stopping bullets and shredding the other army to bits. Calvin would have pushed the video aside in the past, but now he knew more. Calvin wondered if this could be one of the powerful two legs and if so - things might be about to go to hell.
Sierra laughed and smiled, bringing a tingling sensation to Calvin's hand from when he had touched her. The more she laughed, the more he wanted to hear it. Being with her now made Calvin feel like a teenager again after the prettiest girl in school sat down next to him; he wanted to say something, but was afraid of sounding like an idiot. It made him think of Ayden and Connor. Connor was just plain goofy around her. Beautiful women just made men want to do goofy things.
Her suggestion that they go out one weekend excited him. Not only was there the prospect to learn, but Calvin couldn't help thinking about him and Sierra sitting by a campfire together at night, cuddled together in a warm blanket, holding hands, and looking at the stars.
All these thoughts happened in a few seconds and Calvin snapped back to reality. He knew he liked her, and didn't know if the feelings were reciprocated. Either way, he would be okay as long as he had her friendship. He wanted to tell her and maybe he would by the end of the day. It just had to be the right moment to do so. The conversation had gotten a little dark, so Calvin decided to tell her a funny story from his childhood.
"That would be fun,"
Calvin said returning her smile. "I have weekends off, I'd just have to tell my boss that I wouldn't be able to respond to roadside assistance calls, but hey, we're here to have a good time, so how about a lighthearted story from my childhood?"
Calvin smiled and continued, "So when I was growing up, I'd get bored. There's not really much for an only child to do on a farm. I was at an age where I couldn't always help with the chores, so to relieve my boredom, I'd play little tricks on my parents. More often I would do so on my dad, because he thought they were funny - my mother - ehh...not so much. Anyways - my dad loved oreo cookies, so one day I sneaked the box of oreos to my room, removed the filling, and replaced it with toothpaste. I then brought the box back down stairs and when my dad was having his snack that night, he had a little surprise. I remember the look of disgust on his face and then he turned to face me and I gave him a big grin. He laughed and shook his head. That night he fixed one of those party poppers to my bedroom door, so when I woke up the next morning, it exploded and I jumped. I could hear him laughing in the other room."
Calvin stopped and sighed, "Things like that would happen all the time. We'd play pranks on each other and we'd just keep trying to outdo each other at least until mom got frustrated with it, and then we turned on our common enemy."
Calvin grinned. "It turns out though, my dad had it figured out beforehand. I guess opening a brand new box of cookies and not eating some gave it away. Dad told me years later that he did it just to play along."
Calvin hoped she enjoyed the story. It was just one of those fond memories he remembered from his childhood.
The wolves knew something was coming. She mentioned that. He knew it too. It was why is was here. Moscow was going to be the epicenter of whatever was coming. Whispering Leaf had told him nothing about what to expect except for the powerful two-legs. Calvin had seen a video on the internet of a man standing before an army stopping bullets and shredding the other army to bits. Calvin would have pushed the video aside in the past, but now he knew more. Calvin wondered if this could be one of the powerful two legs and if so - things might be about to go to hell.
Sierra laughed and smiled, bringing a tingling sensation to Calvin's hand from when he had touched her. The more she laughed, the more he wanted to hear it. Being with her now made Calvin feel like a teenager again after the prettiest girl in school sat down next to him; he wanted to say something, but was afraid of sounding like an idiot. It made him think of Ayden and Connor. Connor was just plain goofy around her. Beautiful women just made men want to do goofy things.
Her suggestion that they go out one weekend excited him. Not only was there the prospect to learn, but Calvin couldn't help thinking about him and Sierra sitting by a campfire together at night, cuddled together in a warm blanket, holding hands, and looking at the stars.
All these thoughts happened in a few seconds and Calvin snapped back to reality. He knew he liked her, and didn't know if the feelings were reciprocated. Either way, he would be okay as long as he had her friendship. He wanted to tell her and maybe he would by the end of the day. It just had to be the right moment to do so. The conversation had gotten a little dark, so Calvin decided to tell her a funny story from his childhood.
"That would be fun,"
Calvin said returning her smile. "I have weekends off, I'd just have to tell my boss that I wouldn't be able to respond to roadside assistance calls, but hey, we're here to have a good time, so how about a lighthearted story from my childhood?"
Calvin smiled and continued, "So when I was growing up, I'd get bored. There's not really much for an only child to do on a farm. I was at an age where I couldn't always help with the chores, so to relieve my boredom, I'd play little tricks on my parents. More often I would do so on my dad, because he thought they were funny - my mother - ehh...not so much. Anyways - my dad loved oreo cookies, so one day I sneaked the box of oreos to my room, removed the filling, and replaced it with toothpaste. I then brought the box back down stairs and when my dad was having his snack that night, he had a little surprise. I remember the look of disgust on his face and then he turned to face me and I gave him a big grin. He laughed and shook his head. That night he fixed one of those party poppers to my bedroom door, so when I woke up the next morning, it exploded and I jumped. I could hear him laughing in the other room."
Calvin stopped and sighed, "Things like that would happen all the time. We'd play pranks on each other and we'd just keep trying to outdo each other at least until mom got frustrated with it, and then we turned on our common enemy."
Calvin grinned. "It turns out though, my dad had it figured out beforehand. I guess opening a brand new box of cookies and not eating some gave it away. Dad told me years later that he did it just to play along."
Calvin hoped she enjoyed the story. It was just one of those fond memories he remembered from his childhood.