tip-toeing through the trees warily. She hadn't seen Basch in a while (mostly on account of being a recluse in her house) and some of her_

initial fear of his trigger happy ways may have returned. She had brought a large loaf of bread to use as a shield if he shot... or perhaps_

to throw at his head like a frisbee. She only hoped it didn't come to that.

stopped to take a break and is hunched over, breathing heavily. He had been neglecting his work out for chocolates and banking. So he was_

pushing himself exceptionally hard today.

only saw him hunched over and breathing roughly. Worry overcame her, and she began to wonder if something had been chasing him! She_

looked around quickly for any sort of foe, finding nothing that would warrant the look on his face. Cautiously she started to step out from_

the woods, the bread clutched firmly over her chest as she tried to convey strong confidence that she entirely lacked.

hears movement and looks up with narrowed eyes. "Who is it?"

unconsciously clutched the bread a bit tighter, thankful that she had made a harder bread as her knuckles grew white. Maybe he was running_

from someone... or something. But she couldn't show her fear! She would act like she didn't care! "Thora," she said with a slight frown;_

did he not recognize her?! Her hair hadn't grown that much, and she hadn't grown a third head.

did not get a good look. He relaxes a little and stands up straight. "Guten Morgen."

huffed quietly, trying not to eye him too warily. She thrust the bread out at him. "I brought you bread."

takes it when it's offerred. "Danke. It has been a while...you look different." Her hair had gotten longer.

frowned. "You look... redder." Though that could have been from his work-out.

nostalgic with her strange way of blurting things out. "Sunburn maybe?"

"What are you running from?" She asked, glancing over his shoulder and around the yard again. She kenw Jungfrau was mischievous, but she_

hardly seemed the type to chase after him maliciously.

suddenly reminded of the whole body swap ordeal...and he gets rather embarrassed. "I was just going for a jog, want to join?"

blinked. "A jog?" That was what he had been doing? Why would be need to do that?

nods. "I am working out."

"Why?" He didn't look fat; though maybe there was a marathon coming up that she was unaware of. She always liked to work out a little_

before those.

just liked to keep up his physique. "Because it's good to stay in shape."

frowned. "I suppose so..." She disliked working out; it made her sweat, and get all... hot.

nods and starts the jog again. Luckily his house wasn't that far.

stared at him before jogging after him to catch up, though she stopped about half-way once her heart started racing more and she began to_

feel that familiar discomfort that came from exerting herself physically.

had to stop and wait for her.

frowns as she approaches him, her cheeks a bit more flushed than before. She didn't want to look sweaty and gross in front of him!

picks her up and starts his jog again.

flails a little bit as her face turns red. "What are you doing?!" She screeched in shock as she threw her arms around his neck so that she_

wouldn't accidentally be dropped.

continues the jog. "Training."

"With ME?"

nods. "Ja, it's easier this way,"

doesn't think it is easy, and now she had sweat from him on her. This was why she didn't work out. "You're hot."

| "So are you."

flushed. She hoped she wasn't sweating that much... What if she started to stink? She'd have to find a way to smell herself once he put her_

down so that he wouldn't notice.

wouldn't care. He was just happy to see her. It had been a while. However, he sets her down when they reach his house.

still flushed after he set her down, though she adjusted her clothes and stretched out to "yawn", or rather to sniff under her arms. She_

nearly sighed in relief when it didn't smell bad, nor did she have any sweat spots. She was happy to see him as well.

grabs a towel to wipe off his face. "Have you been well? Sorry, I would have been more prepared if I knew you were coming."

nodded. "I'm sorry for not calling first..." Though maybe his workout wasn't that bad...his shirt was kind of sticking to his chest now...

tugs at his collar, trying to get air. "You are fine. Just forgive me for the state I am in."

nodded, trying not to look at him. "It's fine."

watches Jungfrau round the corner and pause when she sees Thora. Before he could open his mouth to warn the girl, Jungfrau charged and head_

butted her ass.

let out a yelp of surprise and nearly fell over. She latched on to Basch frantically to steady herself.

caught her, feeling a headache coming on. Two of the girls in his life didn't get along. What a pain.

doesn't think Jungfrau got along with anyone... She glared at the goat as she pulled herself off of Basch. She had a pocketful of goat_

treats that she had intended to share; but if she was going to be like this maybe she wouldn't!

watches as jungfrau starts to try and eat through her pocket.

pulls her pocket up and glares more. "I would have given you a treat, but you're being mean."

spots the other two coming over to maul her pockets. They were ganging up. "Enough you three." He tries to shoo them off.

happily shares with the other two, even bending down to pet them as she ignores Jungfrau.

| Jungfrau calculates the next headbutt to send her into the watering tough.

trough*

a bad feeling and steps closer to Basch. If the goat was going to take her down, she was taking him down too!

ends up going in with her. He is displeased.

sputters exasperatedly. Now she was wet and stinky, and her hair was a mess. She had even tried to style it for him today! Not that it had_

shown, but the effort had been there!

comes up and has the most intensely angry face on. "...This has to stop."

more than a little bit frightened of the face... She inches away, not actually getting out.

watches as the two of them shrink back and sighs. He climbs out and offers his hand to Thora. He needed a shower anyway.

glances at his hand, then at his face, cautious to grab it.

expecting her to take it.

uneasily reaches out and grabs it, pulling herself up and staring at anything but his face.

helps her out before he drops the towel on her head. "You should dry off before you catch a cold."

grumbled under her breath as she took the towel, choosing to wrap it over her shoulders to cover up her dripping dress. "Thank you."

Jungfrau a scolding look before allowing his hand to slip to the small of Thora's back and escort her inside./

smiled to herself as she watched the ground and walked in to the house.

gathered a few more towels and helps her dry her hair. "I'm sorry."

appreciated the help. "It's fine." She shrugged; she and Jungfrau would get even later... "Thank you."

lets his hand run through it lightly. "It has gotten longer."

"I- Eh..." She hadn't expected that. Not that she minded. "That is what normally happens with hair."

nods. "I need to cut mine soon too."

glances up at it, very careful not to look straight at his face, or below his neck. "I think it looks fine."

| "It is not too long?"

reached up and pulled at his bangs with a serious expression as she looked at how long they were. "I don't think so." It looked better than_

his normal awkward haircut anyway.

had an awkward haircut? "Ah...danke. Are you planning on growing yours out?"

reached up to play with her hair self consciously. "Yes, I think so..." She had heard she looked like a boy with short hair.

liked both ways. "I don't think I've ever seen you with it long."

shrugged. She didn't take care of it very much either way. Though longer hair was supposed to look more feminine.

she reminds him of Liechtenstein a lot. She cut her hair just like the other girl. "It'll look nice regardless of what you do."

failed miserably at keeping herself from blushing. "Thank you." If he liked it, she shouldn't care what the others thought...

probably the easiest person to please. "For what?"

worries that he might not be... She shrugged, not wanting to say that it was for saying it would look nice; then she would just sound_

weird and desperate! "You should get cleaned up..."

nods. "Ah...yeah, you're probably right. I'll make us dinner after."

"Alright." She wasn't going to fight that. Though she'd feel bad sitting on his furniture in wet clothes... Maybe she should go home and_

visit him another day when she was more dry, and Jungfrau was nic-- in the barn, and out of the way.

pauses. "You can use the guest shower.."

frowned. "I didn't bring any spare clothes..."

for a minute. "You can wear Liechtenstein's or something of mine."

nodded slowly. "If it's no trouble..."

shakes his head. "No trouble. I will get you something." He didn't want her to go home yet.

didn't want to go home yet either, so she happy to stay. "Thank you."

comes back a moment later with some of his clothes. "I...wasn't sure if Elise would mind if I let you borrow a dress so...here." He offered_

up some of his clothes.

nodded and took them. She wasn't going to complain. "Thank you." Elise's clothes had felt somewhat small the last time she wore them anyway.

hands them to her with a nod. "It is no trouble. I am sorry if they are a bit large."

shrugged. She was accustomed to large clothing, and found them to be more comfortable than tight clothing anyway. "They're fine."

nods. "Well, then I shall go." So he could hurry and cook.

nodded, clutching the clothes to her chest as she walked towards the guest bathroom.

refreshed after showering and is now in the kitchen preparing food. He planned on surprising Thora by making something Icelandic.

would be surprised indeed, though she was a busy staring at herself in the mirror of the bathroom and sniffing his shirt... It was bigger_

on her than she had anticipated, and it made her feel like a small child.

made a few edits to the recipe where it suited his tastes, but Ofnsteiktur fiskur was on the menu tonight.

more than a little confused when she smelled... Fish?... She held her damp clothes over her arm and tiptoed towards the kitchen.

unaware of her and is referencing the book.