#positivelypete

[farmgirlsara]

Fanksgivin|Sara&Pete

positively-pete:

*Thanks to the bag in his mouth, he can’t speak very clearly* Dah Heet got dese fhor you! I know you don’t hike tocolate mutf. Fso dis ish for fanksivin.

*Stares at him blankly as his words slowly become clear* I- oh. Goddess, Pete, ya didn’t have to come out all this way for that. I woulda come out for...

*Well, but she wouldn’t have. She’d plum forgot the festival, except that Hart had reminded her with his cookies- and boy did she hope she’d put those away somewhere. If Pete saw those... he’d probably want to eat them. Or maybe ask where they came from? Probably eat them though*

I got some cookies in the oven... d’ya wanna come in? ... Oh! *takes the bag from his mouth, gingerly holding it because his spit has made it kind of gross to touch* There. That’s better, right?

[farmgirlsara]

*Holding the top of a bag full of frosted sugar cookies with his teeth, Pete uses one of his crutches to knock on Sara's door.*

*Sara’s busy trying to bring down the swelling on her arm by running it under cold water when the knock comes. She groans, sidestepping the cookies that litter the floor to go answer it*

Yes...? Oh, Pete! *swings the door open wide in surprise* What’re ya doin’ here? 

[farmgirlsara]

positively-pete replied to your post:[was that her boyfriend? holy shit holy shit why...

*Waves at Sara, making his movements big so she can see him*

*scowls, getting to her feet again to scold him harshly*

Idiot! Focus on the race. The race, damn it, the race!!!

[farmgirlsara]

[was that her boyfriend? holy shit holy shit why didn’t he move that fast around the FARM why didn’t he try that hard when it MATTERED goddamn it Pete]

[gets off her blanket to cheer anyway, cupping her hands around her mouth- she’s a good girlfriend, after all, even if she’s grumpy and sick as a dog today]

Go Pete go! Keep it up! Don’t ya dare slow down now! You better-

[quickly sits back down, drawing her knees to her chest as her stomach churns]

Swim fast, damn it.

[he better appreciate the hell out of her today]

[farmgirlsara]

[settled on her blanket, leaning forward in surprise as the competition starts]

...

[who was that and what had they done with her fat lazy boyfriend?]

[positively-pete]

Birthday Surprises | Sara and Pete

*Taken aback by Sara’s appearance, but Pete doesn’t use a moment to stall. He hands the flowers closer to her, keeping the cake mix box close to his side as he does so* The Pete’s here for your birthday! The Pete’s special lady’s gotta have the best birthday! I brought you flowers! And cake mix! You uh… like cake, right? It’s the kind that looks like it has confetti inside.

[farmgirlsara]

*stares at him blankly, uncomprehending*

My... my birthday?

*turns around, staring hard at the calendar on the far wall*

Are you... it’s already April? Crap.

*turns around, smiling as she scratches at her head, simultaneously trying to smooth it down*

Aw shucks, Pete, I done forgot! Thank ya, I’m really--

Cake mix? *her smiles falters* Aw. Ya shouldn’t have. 

[farmgirlsara]

I like big crops | Sara and Pete

positively-pete said:

If the Pete wins do I get a kiss? *Gives a hopeful grin*

Hmm *pretends to muse on it, stroking her chin as she looks at the vegetable* I dunno, Pete. Don’t it seem a bit... small to win?

[farmgirlsara]

[stares at the crop, shaking her head slowly]

... Damn it, Pete.