Three Stories

Story by danath

Here are a few more old stories I'd posted on Powerweapons back in 2005. They're really not very good. :(

Once upon a time, Goldilox (so nicknamed for his long, blonde hair) was taking a nice walk through the woods. He was on his way home from her mother’s house and was enjoying the leaves turning.

Goldilox didn’t much like his nickname, but it stuck with him and he stubbornly refused to cut his hair. Right now, it was held up underneath his baseball cap.

He decided to take a different route through the woods, one he hadn’t been on before. It wasn’t marked clearly – the sign pointing it out was nearly hidden in shrubs and he only chanced to see it glinting in the late afternoon sun. The path was overgrown with weeds but still mostly smooth and walkable.

He realized this path mirrored his usual path to some extent, but was quieter and slightly more ominous, an effect of the thicker tree canopy above him. A chill wind suddenly gusted about him and he hugged his windbreaker tighter around his slim frame.

He was wondering if the path did, in fact, end up near his usual exit from the woods when he stepped into a clearing. The clearing was unusual, in that it was a meticulously kept lawn and, he saw, even had a tidy-looking house in the middle.

He walked along the edge, admiring the house and wondering who lived there. As he passed, he saw the back of the house and a large garden. Someone was working in the garden, he realized, busy pulling weeds.

He kept walking, trying to be unobtrusive, but the person looked up and saw him – a large woman, he realized. Goldilox smiled and nodded, but she stood up and waved.

“Hello there!” she called out to him.

Not wanting to be rude, Goldilox smiled and waved back.

“Say, would you give me a hand?” the woman called. “I need to move a few boards and my sisters are out at the moment.”

Goldilox shrugged and walked over to the garden. “Sure,” he said. “Always glad to help out.”

“Oh, good – it’ll be nice to get things done before they get back,” the woman said. “I’m Wanda.”

Up close, Wanda was even larger than Goldilox realized. She was broad-shouldered and looked very fit, with big arms and legs. She was wearing an apron and a button-up blouse, as well as a large brown dress. Brown hair framed her face, which Goldilox thought looked very nice.

“I’m Goldilox,” Goldilox said. Seeing the puzzled look on Wanda’s face, he lifted his cap, letting his hair fall down around his shoulders. “The hair, see?”

“Oh, that’s funny!” Wanda said. “Goldilox… fitting nickname, right?”

“Right.”

“Well, I need to get a few pieces of lumber moved in closer to the house – we’re building an addition,” Wanda said, motioning to a small pile of boards. “There’s just few – mind helping me out?”

“No, it’s no problem,” Goldilox said. They both walked over and lifted the boards – they weren’t too heavy, but awkward to carry alone. They had just finished moving the last large plank when Goldilox heard the front door open and close, as well as the voices of more people.

“Oh, that’ll be my sisters getting back,” Wanda said. She turned to the house and called out, “I’m out back!”

The back door opened after a moment and two more women came out. One was petite and very thin, blonde like Goldilox. The other was average-sized, somewhere between Wanda and the other woman, and had short red hair.

“This is Julie,” Wanda said, motioning to the smaller woman, “and Sally. Girls, this is Goldilox – he was passing by and helped me move those boards out here.”

“Oh, always nice to see someone new,” Julie said. She wore a pair of tight jeans and a sweater, which outlined her large chest very nicely. Her jeans looked a bit odd, with some weird bulges, but he tried not to stare.

“Say, would you like to come in for some dinner?” Sally asked. She was wore a dress, like Wanda’s but tighter-fitting and red. “About that time of night, huh?”

“No, thank you, I’ve got to get running,” Goldilox said, suddenly ill at ease. Something about the three women was… off. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it. It wasn’t a sense of danger, just… something.

“Oh… well, let us at least offer you a glass of water,” Wanda said, draping an arm around his shoulder. Where he would see eye-to-eye with Sally, he had to look up at the taller Wanda and down at the much shorter Julie.

“Um, okay, I suppose,” he mumbled, desperately wishing he was ruder and would just walk away.

The three women steered him inside, talking about their days as they went. Goldilox didn’t pay much attention and stood awkwardly in the kitchen, which is where the back door of the house led.

“Sit down, make yourself comfortable,” Julie said, smiling at him brightly. “Oh, shoes off first, house rule,” she said, rolling her eyes towards Wanda.

“Hey, I don’t like having to clean the floors every single day,” she said pointedly. “Sit down, Goldilox, I’l

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