[MD] JA-01 Cheap Farm
[Magic Donkeys]
[MD] JA-01 Cheap Farm.
By Darrel Vanwinkle (Lord Pouchlaw)
March 18th, 2023
Chapter One
:Somewhere in the Underworld:
It was realm tax time and a Hell Donkey Alpha was feeling the pinch since commerce for his realm had not been going well and he was realizing that he wasn't going to be able to pay the Underworld taxes for retaining his realm. He didn't want to give up his legally earned herd in exchange for keeping his realm. Therefore, he was holding a meeting with his loyal herd populace. "We are on the verge of losing our realm, my friends. I need some suggestions."
An older Hell Donkey remarked, "Your father once offered to let you migrate the herd back into his realm. Or is that not a possibility?"
The Alpha said, "We wouldn't be hurting if I wasn't trying like Heaven to obey the new Underworld laws. Commerce in Hell sucks right now. It is no wonder most Underworld tribes are leaving Hell rapidly. I'd gladly do the same except we have no where to go. My father wants to claim my herd as his own for a political kickback. If we accept his offer, we are no longer our own herd tribe. Anyone whom wants to do that, I won't stop you. But I was hoping for a more sensible solution so we could stay together as a herd of friends. I don't care how crazy the solution sounds, we pay the tax or get separated by tomorrow evening."
One of the teenagers remarked, "Devi-TV was recently mentioning how the old Freeborn farm in South Dakota on Earth was purchased by a Mega-Lottery winner whom renovated the entire property to combat against the Dakota Winters that plague the region. He even added insulation to the stables within the barns. The farmhouse was given a complete makeover to stop nasty Winter drafts from cracks in the foundation. It uses green energy and has solid water pipes that make the rest of the local region of Ridgeview seem like a joke. I mention this solution because the man's name is very donkey like. He wants to raise donkeys on his new farm. He's an author of novels otherwise."
The Alpha arched an eye. "What is this donkey like name?"
The teenager said, "His full name is Jacob Aceheart. It almost sounds like jackass-heart. And on Earth, another name for a donkey is a jackass. Since he wants to take care of donkeys, I say we ask him if he will let us live on his farm."
The Alpha said, "Unlike the Hellhounds whom had been there before, we are not bothered by stupid cold weather, although that doesn't mean I want to wallow in a tidal wave of snow. I won't make everyone come with me. Who's in?"
A vote was taken by the herd. Sadly a lot of the herd members were loyal to the older Hell Donkey adult whom had been with the Alpha since the beginning. They opted for the 'migrate to an existing realm' offer. That left fifteen jacks.
:Ridgeview, South Dakota; Planet Earth; FE-11:
At the former Freeborn farm, the local sheriff was speaking to Jacob Aceheart and Harold Irving Freeborn in regards to all of the renovations occurring at the old farm which looked more like a government research base than the former farm appearance it once had. "It's a shame you are not a Jack of all trades like Harold's brother had been. Our area needs one. This place looks like Ty Pennington and his friends attacked the place. I know it needed it; but where are you going to get the donkeys. I haven't heard of a lot of them being for sale. Maybe Isaac's luck will pass your way and you'll get some donkeys I don't know about."
Harold remarked, "A lot of herd animals passed away during the last Winter we had. Locally, there is a donkey shortage. Ranchers are more concerned over their cattle, sheep, goats and horses than in the asinine types."
Jacob had dark brown hair, hazel eyes and lightly tanned skin. He stood at five foot eleven inches tall. He was currently dressed in Summer wear clothing and sneakers. "I am glad you want to work here, Harold. With the closing of the race track where you worked before, I know you want to be around equinoid animals. And you're lucky I want donkeys here. Of course, a horse or two would also be welcome. As for you, sheriff, my green energy estate will be producing affordable energy that I can share with the region. I hated living on the East Coast; the Lotto Commission was shocked when I said what my plans for the money was. They begged me to live anywhere but here."
The sheriff said, "I'll let the new mayor know about your shared energy offer. That will be useful in times of emergency. I need to get going." And he got into his patrol car and drove away toward town.
Harold turned and shook hands with Jacob. "Now about your livestock... I have some ideas in regards to where to get some horses and donkeys. Nothing solid, but its a start...." But before he could finish the statement, a blast of fire and brimstone occurred in the yard, revealing two Hell Stallions and fifteen Hell Donkey Jacks. Harold said, "Don't panic, Jacob. I know the two stallions. Let me talk to them and see why they are here. They work for Devi-TV." And the human walked over to the stallions and after a few moments, he turned to Jacob. "You really do have my brother's luck, Jacob! This herd of donkey jacks recently lost their realm and they wanted to know if they could live here!"
Jacob walked over and looked over the jacks before he faced the herd alpha. "I have heard stories about Underworld species, Alpha. As long as you are not here to do recruiting, you are welcome to stay. Just having someone around to talk to will make my novel writing less lonely. Harold Freeborn is hiring on here to help take care of all equinoid animals that will end up living here. The new barns and stalls are insulated with the Pink Panther brand of insulation. So no freezing to death on a Winter night within my estate. I occasionally like to pet and rub on donkeys while talking to them; even if they cannot reply. It makes me happy."
The Jack Alpha replied, "We are not here to recruit, Mr. Aceheart. We lost our realm due to poor commerce and realm taxes. I am sure the herd will enjoy getting rubbed on by a nice young adult man like you. And unlike the Hellhounds whom visited the Freeborn farm before, we are not here to film a TV show."
Harold remarked, "Cardinal Sins still airs on the late night block of programming. By watching the show, I can keep track of what my brother is doing with the hounds. He certainly loves them as much as they love his cooking. As stated before, Alpha, I will be helping you boys around the barns when Jacob isn't available."
Jacob said, "Head on into the barn and find yourselves some stalls; I really need to get back to my word processor to work on my most recent novel." And he headed back inside the secured estate house.
End of Chapter One
[MD] JA-01 Cheap Farm.
By Darrel Vanwinkle (Lord Pouchlaw)
March 18th, 2023
Chapter One
:Somewhere in the Underworld:
It was realm tax time and a Hell Donkey Alpha was feeling the pinch since commerce for his realm had not been going well and he was realizing that he wasn't going to be able to pay the Underworld taxes for retaining his realm. He didn't want to give up his legally earned herd in exchange for keeping his realm. Therefore, he was holding a meeting with his loyal herd populace. "We are on the verge of losing our realm, my friends. I need some suggestions."
An older Hell Donkey remarked, "Your father once offered to let you migrate the herd back into his realm. Or is that not a possibility?"
The Alpha said, "We wouldn't be hurting if I wasn't trying like Heaven to obey the new Underworld laws. Commerce in Hell sucks right now. It is no wonder most Underworld tribes are leaving Hell rapidly. I'd gladly do the same except we have no where to go. My father wants to claim my herd as his own for a political kickback. If we accept his offer, we are no longer our own herd tribe. Anyone whom wants to do that, I won't stop you. But I was hoping for a more sensible solution so we could stay together as a herd of friends. I don't care how crazy the solution sounds, we pay the tax or get separated by tomorrow evening."
One of the teenagers remarked, "Devi-TV was recently mentioning how the old Freeborn farm in South Dakota on Earth was purchased by a Mega-Lottery winner whom renovated the entire property to combat against the Dakota Winters that plague the region. He even added insulation to the stables within the barns. The farmhouse was given a complete makeover to stop nasty Winter drafts from cracks in the foundation. It uses green energy and has solid water pipes that make the rest of the local region of Ridgeview seem like a joke. I mention this solution because the man's name is very donkey like. He wants to raise donkeys on his new farm. He's an author of novels otherwise."
The Alpha arched an eye. "What is this donkey like name?"
The teenager said, "His full name is Jacob Aceheart. It almost sounds like jackass-heart. And on Earth, another name for a donkey is a jackass. Since he wants to take care of donkeys, I say we ask him if he will let us live on his farm."
The Alpha said, "Unlike the Hellhounds whom had been there before, we are not bothered by stupid cold weather, although that doesn't mean I want to wallow in a tidal wave of snow. I won't make everyone come with me. Who's in?"
A vote was taken by the herd. Sadly a lot of the herd members were loyal to the older Hell Donkey adult whom had been with the Alpha since the beginning. They opted for the 'migrate to an existing realm' offer. That left fifteen jacks.
:Ridgeview, South Dakota; Planet Earth; FE-11:
At the former Freeborn farm, the local sheriff was speaking to Jacob Aceheart and Harold Irving Freeborn in regards to all of the renovations occurring at the old farm which looked more like a government research base than the former farm appearance it once had. "It's a shame you are not a Jack of all trades like Harold's brother had been. Our area needs one. This place looks like Ty Pennington and his friends attacked the place. I know it needed it; but where are you going to get the donkeys. I haven't heard of a lot of them being for sale. Maybe Isaac's luck will pass your way and you'll get some donkeys I don't know about."
Harold remarked, "A lot of herd animals passed away during the last Winter we had. Locally, there is a donkey shortage. Ranchers are more concerned over their cattle, sheep, goats and horses than in the asinine types."
Jacob had dark brown hair, hazel eyes and lightly tanned skin. He stood at five foot eleven inches tall. He was currently dressed in Summer wear clothing and sneakers. "I am glad you want to work here, Harold. With the closing of the race track where you worked before, I know you want to be around equinoid animals. And you're lucky I want donkeys here. Of course, a horse or two would also be welcome. As for you, sheriff, my green energy estate will be producing affordable energy that I can share with the region. I hated living on the East Coast; the Lotto Commission was shocked when I said what my plans for the money was. They begged me to live anywhere but here."
The sheriff said, "I'll let the new mayor know about your shared energy offer. That will be useful in times of emergency. I need to get going." And he got into his patrol car and drove away toward town.
Harold turned and shook hands with Jacob. "Now about your livestock... I have some ideas in regards to where to get some horses and donkeys. Nothing solid, but its a start...." But before he could finish the statement, a blast of fire and brimstone occurred in the yard, revealing two Hell Stallions and fifteen Hell Donkey Jacks. Harold said, "Don't panic, Jacob. I know the two stallions. Let me talk to them and see why they are here. They work for Devi-TV." And the human walked over to the stallions and after a few moments, he turned to Jacob. "You really do have my brother's luck, Jacob! This herd of donkey jacks recently lost their realm and they wanted to know if they could live here!"
Jacob walked over and looked over the jacks before he faced the herd alpha. "I have heard stories about Underworld species, Alpha. As long as you are not here to do recruiting, you are welcome to stay. Just having someone around to talk to will make my novel writing less lonely. Harold Freeborn is hiring on here to help take care of all equinoid animals that will end up living here. The new barns and stalls are insulated with the Pink Panther brand of insulation. So no freezing to death on a Winter night within my estate. I occasionally like to pet and rub on donkeys while talking to them; even if they cannot reply. It makes me happy."
The Jack Alpha replied, "We are not here to recruit, Mr. Aceheart. We lost our realm due to poor commerce and realm taxes. I am sure the herd will enjoy getting rubbed on by a nice young adult man like you. And unlike the Hellhounds whom visited the Freeborn farm before, we are not here to film a TV show."
Harold remarked, "Cardinal Sins still airs on the late night block of programming. By watching the show, I can keep track of what my brother is doing with the hounds. He certainly loves them as much as they love his cooking. As stated before, Alpha, I will be helping you boys around the barns when Jacob isn't available."
Jacob said, "Head on into the barn and find yourselves some stalls; I really need to get back to my word processor to work on my most recent novel." And he headed back inside the secured estate house.
End of Chapter One
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