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Adventures In Living With The Mythical |
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A military veteran is adopted by a werewolf and brought into his pack. Insanity ensues. About "Life With A Werewolf" Life with a werewolf is a dramatic blog. As such the characters in this blog are not real but maybe loosely based on real people. The situations represented are not real but maybe loosely based on real things that have happened in my life. There are a multitude of ways to view life, this is simply one of the ways I have chosen to view mine. Updated Every Friday unless I can't or don't want to. If this is your first time reading this...start here: https://www.writing.com/main/books/entry_id/1040400-Welcome-To-The-Pack First compilation book will be available soon on Amazon. My book, "Dreamers of The Sea" is available now on Amazon: https://a.co/d/0uz7xa3 |
| It's been a fun couple of weeks. A peacefulness settled over the town and our household in particular. Sometimes spring is good, because people get busy with their own things, which means they're not busy trying to kill us. Milton was picked up for dealing meth, this time by regular cops. He was so tweaked out of his gourd that he couldn't just mesmerize them and walk away again. Elouise and Crash had started doing regular runs again. I was happy to see that. It's good for Crash to have someone who can actually keep up with him without the use of a vehicle. Mitch has come around a couple of times, in human form. Rare for us to see him that way. Once for a barbecue on Easter. Another time just because. I think he was lonely, but I'm not certain. It was good to hang with him though. And that werewolf is unnaturally good at Mario Kart, I swear. I don't know how a guy manages to get three boo's and a blue Turtle shell in a single race. Even the minor pranks and jokes we play on each other from time to time had calmed down. At one point, I was scared that we had started growing up. Then Crash swapped the sugar for salt the next morning as I was making my coffee. These peaceful times I embrace with a weary eye. Yes, I love settling in, and relaxing. But, is this a real time of peace? Or is this a calm before the storm? There are so many problems out there that we still have hanging in the air. Some problems that does have me checking the windows and doors at night. We can't quite keep an eye on The Nobility and we're not exactly on speaking terms with The Rodriguez clan either. Yes, they have their war to fight, but certain tactics, I don't appreciate. All's not fair in love and war. Sometimes you have to consider the morals and values of the ones you're fighting beside. A lesson that Roam claims to have learned, but I'm not so certain about. And what will happen if Milton actually gets sober thanks to a little forced rehab? How does prison work for vampires, anyway? He seems to have been lost in their system. Which may be great for us or this could be the worst possible outcome. There are millions of ways things could get worse for us from that. Crash told me not to worry, he's keeping an eye out. I'm not getting any more details than that. Knowing our past history, that doesn't comfort me all that much. It seems anytime I don't get a lot of details from Crash, either I end up bungling in the middle of something and make it worse, or it blows up in my face and I'm forced to do something about it. Which makes it worse. That's not to count the whole fae thing, the Rougarou, and so many other problems. A guy could go crazy trying to think about it. It's why we play so many practical jokes on each other. Nothing ever harmful, just the sort of thing designed to make you curse, then chuckle. Like salt being swapped for the sugar. Or Me shorting his sheets. Or someone sticking a pin at just the right spot in your paper cup so when you raise it to take a sip, you're wearing some of it. There's been blow ups, of course. But we've found a way to deal with that, too. Instead of screaming at each other, Crash, Zack, and I have developed a system. We've saved all of the squeaky bones. So, before we get mad enough to punch, we'll toss a squeaky bone at someone. It doesn't hurt. Then you have to throw the bone back, and before you know it - you're running around the house throwing rubber bones at each other, or you're trying to build sheet forts as a defense. It's pretty hard to stay mad about a practical joke or about your day when you're hiding behind a sheet in the living room throwing squeaky bones at someone behind another sheet. One time Crash had come home from work. He went directly into the garage afterwards, attempting to work on his Caddy. After a couple hours of cursing in there, he came back inside. And then I felt the squeaky toy smack me in the back of the head. He'd thrown it from the hall way towards the television, managing to hit me as I was looking down at my phone. So, of course I scooped it up and threw it back. After that, the fight was on. It wasn't as epic as the Squeaky Bone War, which I detailed in full quite a while ago. But it was still fun. And Crash was smiling by the end of it, so I suppose it helped him. But times like these always ends up being a prelude to something awful. I'd noticed the trend a while ago, and I get more and more nervous when they get longer and longer like this. Maybe I'm just being paranoid? But like the song says: 'just because you're paranoid, don't mean they're not after you'. It's a good practice to stay careful. So, I'm keeping an eye out. Watching for trouble, and just trying to enjoy the time I have right now. How ever long this period of calm is going to last. Nothing lasts forever, after all. So, maybe I should more in the present and not worry so much about future problems? Isn't there a saying about counting chickens that deals with this? Anyway, I'm trying to keep my head down. Who knows? Maybe this peaceful interlude will last longer than ever? That would be just fine by all of us. |
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