Bab 75: 35. Walking On The Sunshine.
When morning came, I was ready for breakfast and outdoor work. I went into the kitchen and wasn't the entire kitchen already full? Damon and Mariella were there.
I was trying to be normal and get my food when Salvatore came in front of me by the fridge door and said, " Go to your seat. Your food is coming. "
His voice was tight enough that I did not argue with him, but was obedient. Yes, then this nice little wife scurries back to her seat to wait for her food. Both of them were dressed for outside work, even Mariella, so let them do the digging then. What Mariella would do, that I had no idea of.
I had a god-awful pile of twigs and branches that I would first chop up and then have a brief look to see if the trees were OK and what I might have to do with them. I was going to get a good amount of mulch around the bushes from those twigs and branches. Once I got them chopped up, I had huge sacks where my machine produced the end product.
I had quite a few saws I could use to chop down the branches of the trees. Mainly mechanical, but I had a few with battery operated if there would be thicker branches in somewhere. I had also a balm for the tree so no bugs would get in that wound. I got my food in before me, ate, and drank everything I what was carried in front of me.
The entire pack started moving, and it was fine. We went out, some of us went into the woods, and some of us chopped up trees that were already felled. They took out branches and teleported them to a place where they would be chopped up, or then thinner ones to my branch shedder. Smell of pine and wood saturated the air, and it was fun.
Well, I went off to the side where I had a pile of branches, put the machine on, and got to work. Somebody was digging up bushes, and I'd been chopping branches for half an hour. One of my sacks was almost full already when I saw Damon walking towards me. I continued my work, and he came right next to me and shut down the machine for a moment.
He said, "Mimi, I've thought about it, and I'm ready, every day, one day, and I'll tell you if I can't. You don't have to give them in order. No, I really don't."
I sighed and tilted my head slightly. I said, " Let's get started then. The first day I woke up. You get my feelings and everything. We'll see how many days you actually last."
I gave him that first day—my desperation, my crying, and my drinking too. Straight up, raw, undiluted, all of my pain, I just let it flow into his mind.
I watched him process it, regret flashing in his face as he finally sighed, and said, "My turn to do this job, find another job."
Then I moved to the storage room, got a decent pruning saw, and examined the orchard; there were dead and bad branches. I got to work and sawed for a little over an hour when Adam and Charles came in to get me out of the job. They weren't so happy with me being perched quite up in the tree, sawing thicker branches than my arm.
I then went to weed the flower beds and was immediately thrown out of the job by number two, as there may have been the wrong herbs and plants. No need for me to poison myself. I was patient, and I could think of a few yard jobs at a time, but I could only do them for an hour and a half at the most before someone came along and took over. Our pack was eager to do stuff and there was always someone wanting to do that job that I was doing, but then again, there was always something to be done.
I then went and sat on the swing and enjoyed myself. This house, this yard, became the house of the pack, our house because now everybody was doing something, and I knew that inside, it was going to be the same thing. It's just a new way of life, and there can sometimes be a change.
But we'd be a pack, and I'd have to learn to function and live in a pack and not just live in a house with other people, but we do nothing together. So now we were doing something together as a pack and as a family, too. I sat in the swing until I had to go inside for dinner, and then I thought I'd watch a movie in the evening. The next day, I would go to the hamster store and let the others do the outside stuff.
I can always find something to do myself. And maybe this is another phase. The pack gets bored and starts fucking or cooking, whatever; I don't know everything. As we went to eat, I had to behave myself again. I waited at the table for my food and then went to eat everything that was put in front of me.
Of course, it was a kind of luxury that I did not need to do anything to get the gourmet meal in front of me that was tasty, good for me, and top quality but it was just my independence was sometimes on the surface too. I noticed that the smoking cupboard was busy, and they always took meat there.
The boys and the wolves did the hunting, and Bran and Samuel cleaned up the carcasses whenever they were around. Oh, how they had good looks on their faces as the salvatores fed them. They liked to feed everything, including me. That was just something that almost made their soul sing as they fed me, tasted my blood, and honed that meal to perfection for me.
I got smoothies, and sometimes there was mixed something from their teeth in there too. If something was lacking that did not get better just by eating, or then it would take time to correct that by eating, they gave dental. Mariella did not get this much attention as Charles mainly made her eat and she was a little jealous from time to time as almost all ten of the salvatores were all over me and my food, too. Let's just say that it felt a little suffocating from time to time.
We worked as a pack and it was fun and chaotic, but then again we were a chaos pack and I being chaos, strongest of our pack well maybe that was one reason I liked this. We had been doing yard work for a week. I couldn't get to the hamster store while we were doing yard work. I learned this chaotic style of jumping from job to job, and it was done.
The woods were cleaned up a lot. The handsome stacks of firewood spoke for themselves. All the shrubs we didn't want were gone from the yard, and a good layer of mulch was put under the other good shrubs, and berry bushes too. Those were trimmed too and well, the orchard was cleaned up too. All of our work was fantastic, it really did renew the yard.
Damon and Mariella had taken a couple of days off work, but surprisingly, none of the others had. Not even the wolves. We had too much fun getting things done, and cleaning the yard. We were thrilled with our results and it was very rewarding for everyone to see the results of our work. The transformation was quite astonishing.
Damon had done one little thing that was just for the two of us. He had come to me as I had been around my oak and I had just by passing showed him that carving. He had used his magic and put actual gold on that carving, so it showed properly and he refused to carve his and Mariella's initials to that tree as it was our thing.
Sometimes, it could be quite special to go shopping with this pack at the garden center, but it was getting quite autumn again, so it wasn't time to do all that much flowerbeds and planting, but a house and then when it was spring it could be quite a lovely thing to do.
The yard was getting ready, and when we went for dinner. It was almost a celebratory meal.
Damon said, " Fine, now we'll change houses. The next house could be a mansion in Ontario, or what do you say, Mimi?"
I smiled and said, "I don't have a problem. There's not so much yard work, but there is inside work."
That was one of my mansions that I'd never really got round to fixing up, and every time I'd tried, something had happened, so there'd be some indoor work to do with the pack. Walls to be painted or fixed, etc. It was an old house but could do some sprucing up.
We finished our meal, and the pack leader then teleported us to the mansion. I thought I'd go watch some movies first and start decorating in the morning. I had one room in mind where I could spend time.
I walked up to the second top floor, turned left at the top of the stairs, and continued down the hall to the end. Then I opened one of the intermediate doors on the right side, left it open, and walked down the corridor for a few meters until I came to a wooden door, which was shabby and dirty.
When I first came in, I was in a bit of a worse state, and I hadn't washed the door yet. This door could be fixed, yes, but it was not my priority. But this was a magnificent room, one I had put in order.
There was a dark blue satin curtain, dark purple long tufted rugs, and very soft under my feet. The bed was dark crimson, the silk bedspread was almost the color of blood and it was very dramatic and the pillowcases were pure white. The walls had dark flower wallpaper, and the ceiling was darkly tiled.
This was quite a vampiric room. I had been struggling with my bloodlust almost back then. I knew it wouldn't actually take too long to put the rooms in order because the storerooms were full of many things, so I didn't worry about anything.
I had given Damon all my feelings and thoughts in one day's order every day, and he would look at me strangely, almost curiously. He didn't understand or know me, and it could be. He had taken my first days and my desperation and it had something that he had no idea of.
I did not know if it was that he did not know that I felt so deeply or if was it just something that he had not come up with in his over millennia-long life, was women's minds so alien to him. Thought I was not a typical woman, more like a female.
I do not know what it is to be a telepath, how you hear, what you hear, or how much you can influence your ability to do it. So, I didn't have any say in the matter. I had no idea how he perceived me in all our years. Was I a stranger to him after all of this time? But then again, he had had relationships with women over several centuries in the past, so maybe he just did not know me just yet, maybe someday.
I went to sit on the bed and pushed the memory that was threatening to surface into hiding. There was this drawback to this little memory giveaway, a few memories were a little too eager to come out, and I did not want to deal with them. It wasn't time yet. Damon had diluted my memories, from every day. He made that pain go away, so it was not so crushing anymore.
It was new to me, this trusting and seeing him helping me. It was something that I had to use and then again there were dangers too. I tried to keep my mind in reasonable mode and try to remember realities. It was more than likely that this would come to an end, sooner rather than later, and it was just something that I had prepared myself for.
I went to draw myself a bath. There was a nice-sized bathroom, and I knew I was going to enjoy my bath very much. I would take a lovely cooler bath, put on a lovely nightgown, and curl up in my waterbed to watch a movie and enjoy myself.
I might not even start decorating right away. Maybe I could even try sleeping at some point. I hadn't quite decided on that yet. My life was full of surprises and I was ready to try new things, too.
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