Woods Walk Wednesdays

Woods Walk Wednesdays - A Damaged Goods Short Story

>”He said it would be up tonight!” Ellie whined
“Just give it some time.”

>All the girls, as well as yourself were up extra late tonight in anticipation of the upload, there was no way Ellie was going to let anyone miss this

>Everyone, including yourself, was in their PJ’s; it was nice to have a comfy night like this with the girls for once, as work has had you working overtime for the past few months, leaving you with little to no quality time to spend with them

>Yawning, you check the clock once more

11:30 PM

>You’ll give it another 20 minutes before calling it… you have work tomorrow; not to mention you were planning on finally picking up one of those LEO trade-in Beretta’s tomorrow

>”It’s up it’s up!!” Ellie yelled, the far too large Federal Ammo shirt bouncing with her pigtails

>The LCP had been anxiously hammering the F5 button on your laptop for the past hour

>” ’Bout time.” Shelly said nonchalantly, trying to catch another piece of popcorn in her mouth that Katya had tossed
>And missing, again

“You guys are cleaning that up before I go to bed you know…”
>”Whaaaat-ever.” the Mossberg 500 retorted

>The sound of an aerosol can hissing breaks your attention from the mess in front of you
>Julie, your M16A2 clone walks into the living room, wearing an O.D. tee and matching shorts, toothbrush in hand busily scrubbing away

>”You know, this Ballistol stuff isn’t too bad, Ellie.” the toothbrush causing Julie to mumble. “It’s very pine-y.”
>”Hey, that was given to me!” Ellie cries in protest
>”Please, he sent you home with a whole case of the stuff!” Julie said, walking back to the bathroom; dirty blond ponytail bobbing with each step

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>Katya, your Krinkov, had taken her normal spot in the recliner, wearing her usual hoodie (your favorite hoodie…) but opting for a pair of plaid lounge pants instead of her skirt; a feline tail barely peaking out from behind her, while pointed ears remained hidden beneath the hood


>Shelly on the other hand, was far less… “conservatively” dressed, wearing only a sports bra and a pair of black, slightly too short athletic shorts; showing off her admittedly impressive midriff
>Short, sandy blond hair put up in a ponytail, leaving some bangs swept back behind her ears, giving you a clear view of her aggressive, yellow speckled blue eyes
>She was just to your left, sharing the couch with you

>Sarah and Sally, your Ruger Security Six and S&W 629, who were wearing more traditional matching PJ’s; knelt at the coffee table playing a game of Blackjack, using spent .38 cases as “money”

>Ellie continued to struggle with the laptop

“Need some he-”
>”Got it!!”

>The “Hickok and Friends” Youtube page displayed on the flatscreen

>”Anna, hurry!” Ellie hollered, barely keeping herself contained
>”Coming!” came a melodic reply from the kitchen

>Anna, your 1903-A3 came shuffling out from around the corner, wearing plain black lounge pants and an old white tee-shirt; her long chestnut hair worn down, a blanket draped across her shoulders and fresh bowl of popcorn in hand

>”Scootch!” she said playfully, bumping you up against Shelly with her hip
>Anna tosses a fleece blanket across the couch, large enough to cover all three of you, before sliding under and up against you

>”Better keep your hands to yourself, Anon.” Shelly said sadistically
>You knew better than to respond at this point

>Julie came jogging back out, quickly taking a seat on the floor directly in front of you; leaning up against your legs

“Keeping those locking lugs clean, Julie?”

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>Tilting her head back so that it is resting in your lap, you catch a glimpse of her navy blue eyes before she gives you a close-eyed, toothy grin
>*Blows into your face* “You tell me.”

>The overwhelming scent of pine nearly causes your eyes to water
*Cough* “Yup, yup… you’re good…”

>”Shhh, I’m starting it!” the LCP yelled, turning off the lights before running back to sit in Julie’s lap

>The Hickok and Friends tune starts as a collage of his various shooting videos, as well as interviews with various movie geists plays

*”Hickok45 here. It’s Wednesday, and you all know what that means… Yes, its Woods Walk Wednesday! That one day where one lucky Geist gets chosen at random to help us do a little pest control. Heh heh.”*

>The camera pans out, revealing Ellie standing next to the giant of a man
>A mature looking woman whose head only came up to Hickok’s chest, dressed in old western period clothing flanked the two; curly blond hair, brown eyes and a generous bust could only mean it was Eleanor, Hickok’s famous Colt Single Action Army

>”There’s me! There’s me!” Ellie said, exclaiming the obvious
>”Shhhh!” came unanimously from your living room

*”And today have… uhhh… sorry sweetheart, what was your name aga-”*
>”ELLIE!!!”
*”Ha Ha Ha. Whoa! Ellie!”* he said, chuckling. *”We have a live one here today folks! Heh heh. Yes, Ellie the LCP, one of the best selling pocket carries on the market today.”*

>You didn’t even have to see Ellie’s face to know she was getting a huge kick out of this

*”Today, Ellie is going to help me with a bit of a two-liter problem we are having on the compound; darn things just don’t know when to quit now do they? Heh heh.  Tell me, hun, are you ready to get started?”*
>”YEAH!” Ellie yelled, hands balled up and quivering with excitement

>Reaching down, Hickok grasps the back of Ellie’s neck, the LCP nearly disappearing in his massive palm

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*”Now these may only hold six shots, but six shots of .380 is nothing to sneeze at folks. Good thing we have a few extra magazines on us though, heh heh.”*

>As Hickok continued talking about various specs of LCPs, making his way to the trail, you started to feel movement on your right under the blanket

*”Let’s see, where are these rascals hiding… There’s some!”* *BANG BANG*
>A couple two-liters popping down in the brush

>Anna’s hand was slowly running down your forearm, until her fingers found your own, intertwining them together

*”Oh! This one’s trying to sneak up on us!”* *BANG*

>She knows how things have to be between you two ever since you had started buying the other girls years ago, making sure no one started to get jealous or feel neglected, but she still found ways to be sneaky about her affection

*”He’s getting away!”* *BANG BANG*

>You give her hand a reassuring squeeze

*”Gotta do a tactical reload here!”*

>Hickok ran through the rest of the course, getting to the “special” final two-liter that always manages to show up in each Woods Walk Wednesday

*”That might have been the last of ‘em… but you can never be too careful around these sneaky soda- Oh no, watch out!!”*
>A final two-liter goes flying through the air, probably thrown by Eleanor
>*BANG BANG BANG* *“OH! We got it!! Hah heh heh heh”*

>”WOO!” Ellie yells on Julie’s lap
>You can’t help but chuckle at her sheer excitement

*Phew* *“Boy, these suckers really are crafty…”* Hickok says as he opens his palm, signaling Ellie to change back
*”Thank you very much for helping me clear those two-liters out. Did you have fun sweetie?”*

>Face covered in carbon smudges, Ellie shakes her head vigorously in agreement before latching onto his leg

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*”Heh heh heh. Well folks, we here at Hickok and Friends would like to thank Federal for providing the ammo we used today, as well as Bud’s Geist-shop for helping us in all that we do. And remember, if you want your Geist to be featured on a Woods Walk Wednesday, send us an email and you’ll be entered into the drawing. Life is good.”*

>Releasing your hand, Anna brings hers up, giving Ellie her own little round of applause, The Twins and Julie joining in

>”You were did great!” Anna said, wearing her pleasant smile
“Good job, Ellie.” you said, rustling up her hair

>Ellie was elated, barely able to speak as the others gave their congratulations

>You couldn’t help but have a huge smile yourself, it had been so long since you were able to simply spend a night like this with all of the girls, you had nearly forgotten how nice it could be
>And still, your little “family” would be growing once again tomorrow

“Heh…”

>Your mind can’t help but think back to Hickok’s signature sign off

>”What is it, Anon?” Anna says, her jade eyes gazing into your own

“Oh, it’s nothing.” your smile lingering

>Life really is good

End.