"Oh, Kat, you're so lucky," gushed a voice Dan recognized as belonging to Kat's friend Emily. "To think you have your own milk cow. Those hot milk baths do wonder for the skin."
Dan rolled his eyes, as he heard the girls chatting as they approached. From the snippets of conversation, he quickly surmised that they were coming down to milk him.
"Well, here's Dan," Kat said opening the barn door.
"Uh, you mean Danielle, right? Dan's a boy's name," said Ginger. She was constantly goading Kat, and considering Kat's new powers, Dan was surprised that she hadn't transformed Ginger.
"Actually, I call it Dan to annoy my kid brother," Kat explained cheerily.
"Oh, speaking of Danny, where is the cute boy," Marta asked.
Kat was slightly caught off guards, but she answered, "Well, it is my birthday, and the little troll was having a cow, so he's not going to show his ugly little face around here today."
"Oh, too bad," murmured Marta.
"Say, speaking of having cows," Emily said trying to change the subject since she could see Kat was upset, "Do you plan to breed your cow?"
Kat's face lit up, "What a splendid idea! In a few years, I could have my own dairy farm, I guess all I need is a bull."
Marta wandered over and was petting Dan. She pulled a blue ribbon out of her hair and tied it to Dan's tail. She said softly, "I bet you'd like a big strong bull to make you a mother, Dan."
"Yes!" said Kat with maniacal glee.
"Oh, come on, if you want to watch animals hump, we can turn on the Discovery Channel or Animal Planet or PBS," said Ginger, "It smells in here. Let's go back to the house."
"Well, I did want you all to see our new family cow. Here's a bucket, Ginger, why don't you go first!"
"Go first?"
"Yes, we're going to have a time milking contest. We'll each take 30 second turns milking the cow. The one who gets the most milk in that time wins."
"You're kidding?"
"No, and you're first," Kat said opening the half gate to the stall and sliding a small stool next to Dan.
Ginger sat down her cold icy fingernails dug into Dan's udder and he lowed in pain. She moved her fingers and managed to get 3-4 squirts in her bucket before Kat yelled time. Each girl was given a plastic bucket and each collected several ounces of creamy milk from Dan's udder. He was horrified as the girl's squeezed the "cow juice" out of him. Marta had the warmest gentlest hands and see managed to nearly fill her little bucket in the time alloted. Marta was declared the winner, and the girls carried their buckets of Dan's milk up to the house, where they'd whip it into whip cream- Ginger corrected Kat again, "You mean creme fresh!"
While the girls were hard at work with their whisks, the door bell rang. Kat raced to the door thinking it must be a special gift. She looked up into the school's star receiver's eyes. She licked her lips, he was a senior, and she didn't think he even knew she was alive.
"Hello, Kurt, thank you for coming to my party," Kat gushed.
"Your party? Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. I'm here to see your brother Dan, he's tutoring me in math," he said with a silly grin, which said yeah, a freshman is tutoring a senior in math.
"Well, Dan's not here right now. Perhaps you'd like to join my party?"
"Oh, thanks, but no thanks. Dan told me to be here now so I'm sure he'll be back soon. I'll just sit here on the front step and wait."
"Really, Kurt, you could at least wish me a happy birthday," Kat said in disgust.
"Sure, happy birthday, uh, Dan's sister," Kurt said. He didn't know her name.
Kat rolled her eyes. Then she smiled as an evil thought crossed her mind. She noticed the bulge in Kurt's jeans. He was sort of built like a bull, and she did want to teach Dan a lesson. She was far from done toying with Dan.
"Wait, Kurt, what am I thinking, Dan won't be coming back here. He's down at our barn. Just go around the house and follow the path to the barn. You should find him in the stall down there," Kat said pointing the way.
"You could've said that right away," complained Kurt picking up his back pack and heading down the path by the side of the house.
He didn't see Kat raise her hand and make an odd gesture at his back.
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