:Farm

Aixela's Pov:

We just finished our lunch. Auntie Rebecca washed the dishes. I told her I would wash the dishes, but she refused. Instead, she gave me these clothes. It's the same as what she's wearing.

When I finished wearing the farm clothes she gave me, I went outside and saw Officer Dy waiting for me.

He walked around me and simpered. "You're all good. Now let's go."

He walked away, so I just followed him until we reached the hen house.

"Here," He gave me a scrub. "We're going to sweep and scrub the floor, walls, and roosts."

I blinked twice to confirm if I heard it right.

"Why? You don't want?" He asked.

I shook my head continuously and waved the scrub while smiling at him. He just smirked and started to clean.

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"Hi, Chicka! How have you been?" Officer Dy carried around one of the chickens.

He looked at me when he heard me chuckling.

"You should talk to them too. Chickens are quite chatty. Try mimicking its clucks," He said.

I pointed myself and raised my brows.

"You can speak. It's only the two of us here... And the chickens," He persuaded.

I cleared my throat. "Do you really want me to mimic their... c-clucks?"

He just gave a nod. Even if it feels weird, I took a deep breath and started clucking. I even closed my eyes and feel to cluck like a real chicken until I heard him burst out laughing.

But instead of getting annoyed, a smile was carved on my lips. I think this is my first time seeing him laugh like this.

When he noticed I was smiling, he immediately stopped laughing.

"Her name is Chicka, right?" I asked.

"Mm. You want to carry her?"

"Huh? No... I mean, I want to. But, I'm afraid."

He put back Chicka and carried another chicken. "Here, Chicky is calmer. She likes it when I'm rubbing the back of her neck gently. Try it."

At first, I was scared to touch the chicken. But when I get comfortable with it, I was able to carry her as well.

"Looks like Chicko is getting jealous, huh? Come here little buddy," He picked up the other chicken.

"You can distinguish them?"

"Mm. And I think they are already hungry. Let's feed them some oats," He said as he put back Chicko.

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"You like milk, don't you?" He asked. "Now, let me teach you how to milk these cows."

"Huh?"

"Come here," He beckoned. I sat down beside him. "Wrap your thumb and forefinger around each teat and squeeze the teat so milk squirts out of it and into the bucket. Like this," He demonstrated.

"Just continue expressing milk from the teats until the entire udder is empty," He explained. "Now try it..."

I turned scarlet. Do I really have to hold this cow's-- Oh, Officer Dy! You're kidding me, aren't you?

"Is it your first time touching a teat like this?" He smirked.

What?

He stood up behind me and crossed his arms. "The cow is waiting, Ms. Supresencia."

My eyes crinkled at him for a second before taking a deep breath and convincing myself to touch the cow's teat.

I slowly grasp the top of the teat and started pinching it off, but there's no milk squirting.

"What are you doing?" I felt him sitting behind me. I tried to look at him, but I froze when he held my hands. I was stuck in a position where it looks like he's wrapping his arms around me.

"Wrap your thumb and forefinger around, then pinch it off. Just squeeze it like this," He said as he pinched my hands which is the one holding the teat.

"The cow is in front of you. Why are looking at this side?"

I immediately turned my head back on the cow and continued squeezing.

"Oh! There's the milk," I smiled.

We continued to milk the cows until all the buckets were full.

"You can drink it already," He fooled.

"Do it first," I said. He just smirked and stood up. I was about to stand up, but I fell as my legs hurt.

"What?"

"I can't feel my legs," I complained.

"Really?" He suddenly pressed my legs.

"Ahh!" I yelped.

He placed his forefinger on my mouth to make me quiet until I realized what does his hand touched the last.

"What the-- Did you just---"

His eyes widened as he hide his laugh, but he couldn't help it.

"Nasty!" I stood up and chased Officer Dy. When I caught him, I touched the left side of his face.

We were chasing each other when Auntie Rebecca called us to have dinner.