School Grounds, Wednesday afternoon
After the two boys were handwavily gremlin bit earlier in Chris' room, Jack Johnny and Ennis Chris headed outdoors to get to work and do what need's doin' to gather the herd and keep 'em secure on Crackback Mountain.
It was just that Johnny was a bit confused and glancin' over at Chris told him that the ranch hand was pretty much in the same boat.
"Ah, hell, Chris, I don't be seein' them heffer's 'round, do you? And the good Lord strike me dead if this here be Crackback Mountain. I'll be a yankee sumbitch if these here hills be called mountains."
Hands on hips, he glared at the ground.
"You thinkin' real hard over there or are you just as confused as I am?"
[ooc: Chris and Johnny have been, with permission, gremlin bit that was handwavily done. Welcome to Brokeback Mountain, Fandom style. Woot! Feel free to notice, gander, or just plain wtf at the boys.]
It was just that Johnny was a bit confused and glancin' over at Chris told him that the ranch hand was pretty much in the same boat.
"Ah, hell, Chris, I don't be seein' them heffer's 'round, do you? And the good Lord strike me dead if this here be Crackback Mountain. I'll be a yankee sumbitch if these here hills be called mountains."
Hands on hips, he glared at the ground.
"You thinkin' real hard over there or are you just as confused as I am?"
[ooc: Chris and Johnny have been, with permission, gremlin bit that was handwavily done. Welcome to Brokeback Mountain, Fandom style. Woot! Feel free to notice, gander, or just plain wtf at the boys.]