Thread: Bats in Broom Closets

Audrey rolled her eyes. He was going to fix it was he? Shed rather him fix the mess that he had gotten her into with the rest of the town! When he tried to defend himself her eyes widened. Did he really honestly think that she was going to apologize or feel bad about anything that she did? She wished shed thrown the damn pot harder! Maybe if she had just knocked him unconscious with it she could have dragged his naked ass out back and left him there until he woke up. If that had happened he could have just run off unseen and he wouldnt be back visiting. Why was he back anyways? She listened to what he said and laughed a humorless laugh. What? Tell the town I found a naked man in my closet that might have been a bat the night before, but I dont really know because he turned into a wolf and nearly broke the door down? Yeah, that just kind of rolls off the tongue! she snapped at him. She didnt want him here. She was hoping to never see him again and now he was back, and he had the nerve to say that he was scared. Dont expect me to feel bad for you! I should have thrown the damn thing harder! With this she waved the hammer. She might have thrown it at him but that would leave her unarmed, and she would have to actually get close if she wanted to hit him with it and that wasnt an idea she was too keen on either. As it was the hammer would make a decent weapon if he came after her, but not the other way around. And youre the one whos scared? she asked him, like it was the most ridiculous thing she had ever heard. Im the one that found a naked man in my closet! And the windows are boarded because I have no glass to put on them. In case you havent noticed most of this place needs fixing. I dont need your empty promises I need actual help. She seemed to have calmed down a little bit, if only because she wasnt yelling at him anymore. She halfheartedly waved the hammer at him in a shooing motion. But it sounds like you have important busyness to attend to, so, I dont know, go eat a deer. And with that she stormed off into the kitchen. She didnt doubt what happened. She had a full day to think on it and was convinced that somehow, someway he had been both the bat she locked in the closet and the wolf that nearly broke down the door. She didnt know how, she didnt really care. She just really wanted him gone. Unfortunately he didnt leave. He followed her to the kitchen. Pans and wrapped plates littered the countertops. When she turned and saw him she let out a sigh and put down the hammer. You see this? I cant even pronounce the names of most of these. I know that one over there is apple strudel, someone brought me what looks like it might be rice pudding. She shrugged. People keep coming with dishes of food and questions about you. I just moved in and you have me lying to the whole town. I hope youre happy! her tone made it clear that she didnt. Everyone wants to know who is the schnen Bettlaken Jungen, I dont know what that means! I dont speak German. She was clearly frustrated. I havent got a clue of half of what they are saying. People keep calling you my Liebhaber. You want to know what Ive been trying to tell them? I told them I met you at the airport when I came in, that I called you over to help fix the fire place and your cloths caught fire, and that you had somewhere important to go and that is why you couldnt hang around to wait for me to get you some new cloths. If I told people what really happened theyd think Im nuts. She crossed her arms below her breasts and leaned on the counter. She glanced off to the side before glaring at him again. Is that what you came back here for? Making sure I wouldnt spill your big ass secret. Worried about torches and pitchforks are we?