Returning from our successful hunt, I am as hyped as I could be. After all, one of my wildest dreams has finally come true, in the most bizarre way. I got a Mutated chicken and eggs and both of them were as gigantic as it can be, Natasha was befuddled, seeing me so excited about my recent capture. Natasha mentioned to me that the Chickens are actually quite popular, in the wasteland. It was slightly expensive, but people do enjoy them. To her knowledge, the chicken population has already been hunted down to zero, within the Jouston City. As always, she never eaten them, as chicken were expensive as heck, and according to her, the Chickens were never being dried and sold in such state, instead all of them will be sold fresh, and it will always be bought by those with power and money.
"Even in Rat Town, whenever anyone brought back a Chicken …It need to be sold to the Council at once…they said that chicken is a food that the city people always eager to buy". (Natasha)
Natasha calmly explained as she were peeling the chicken feathers, I have decided to only butchered 1 chicken today, the other 3 will occupy my Inventory spot, as any items inside my Inventory space would never go bad.
"You know….
As Natasha were cleaning the chicken, I am in the middle of butchering 4 mutant deer that we hunted today, and Alfred were helping me as well. I am about to lay something for Natasha, so I had to approach this topic carefully.
"Really? How?". (Natasha)
"We need a large plot of land…to do that…. We would need a place big enough for us to build a massive farm…".
"…. I see….". (Natasha)
Natasha spoke slowly as her eyes cast downwards at the massive chicken that she was working on. She was thinking, needing a big place, means that we need a new place to settle down as well, this place is livable and homely, it is also comfortable enough for us to live, perhaps forever. But, if we wanted to develop more, we need a new place, that is a bit far from the city of Jouston, or rather a bit far from any known community. After all, although the mutated animal, zombies, Mutants and savages are dangerous, Humans are the most dangerous of them all.
"If we need a big place to make a farm…that's means we need a new and bigger place than this…. perhaps a place with a less radiated land, and maybe…we should find a lake as well…. that would be pretty…right?". (Natasha)
"Yeah…".
Natasha stated calmly and with a smile on her face, as she were gutting the Chicken carcass open. She then stops, and turned to look at me, straight in the eye.
"You don't have to be so careful to speak your mind to me, Honey …. I am your wife, and as a wife…whatever decision you made…I would always stand beside you…". (Natasha)
She then turned her attention back to the chicken and began butchering the chicken again.
"The you now, are different….everything you do, are for us and our family…and you have proved that to me….even if you wanted to go to the end of the world, I will also follow you there….so, if we had to leave this place…then, so be it….Honey, you are the head of our family…you decide and I will follow…if the choice you made…were wrong…I will be there to correct you…". (Natasha)
"Oh... thank you, Nat..".
Natasha put down her knife and turned.
"Wait~ …look I agreed to follow you decision to leave this place…. BUT before we leave for a new place…. I want you to expand our family first…. Just Alfred alone is not enough…Sorry, Alfred...". (Natasha)
"[It's Okay, Madam…I agreed with you as well, Madam…]". (Alfred)
Alfred who is in the middle of butchering another mutant deer were fast to reply to Natasha apology.
"You said, that you want a bigger place, and it was far from any towns or cities …. being that isolated, we NEED more people…more family members…those that we can trust and can help our family to live in safety and peacefully…. Honey, you've seen what your burger can do…". (Natasha)
"Our Burgers, Nat..".
"Whatever! …. you see how our burgers affect the entire town…how revolutionary it is and how we were being tailed for 3 days for it…I know that to you…all the things that you brought were nothing to you…and I know you are being careful with it…. But what you are doing right now is not enough…you, no…WE need to be more careful, much more than we are right now…". (Natasha)
My slight attempts to be inclusive of her, has gotten me a shout from Natasha, although I had to acknowledge her point as well. Sure, I am being very careful, but to her, it is not enough, she needs more assurance from me to keep our family truly safe. And to that, I do not object her at all, we do need someone that is very experienced on the wasteland risk and it's more devious nature.
"I promised, I will listen to your request. Okay?".
I put down my knife and hugged her from behind, when our body stick together, I can feel that she is actually nervous and anxious for standing up to me and voicing her opinion.
"You promised…don't forget that…". (Natasha)
"Of Course…we are not leaving here, until we add more to our family…".
"Good…that is all, I wanted to hear…". (Natasha)
She had calmed down, so I was about to reenact a movie scene, but instead of making a clay pot, it was with a knife and a chicken carcass, naturally I stopped as it was a bit to mental, even for me. So, both of us get back to butchering again.
"It would be in the far future…. we still have the 3 months deal with Station Ail and Wail, on top of that we need new family members and also…there is this leg of mine as well…".
"If we were going to travel for quite a bit of distance…we really need to fixed that leg, Honey…. the wasteland is really unforgiving…at any moment danger can strike….so all of us, need to be ready at any moment.... Honey, you wanted a fried chicken wing, right?". (Natasha)
"Yes, Love~...".
Pretty much done with the chicken and our conversation, Natasha took all 12 of the chicken wings in a bowl and walked away, heading down to the kitchen, confirming how I want to eat those wings as she walked away. Right now, to her cooking those wings for all of us is more important and interesting to her.
"Alright, I going to fry them now…. I've read the recipe and even watched the cooking video on it…I really wanted to do them for you…". (Natasha)
Her excited voice trailed down as she slowly walked far away from me. Since I already got a confirmation, from the madam, I can now with a light heart, consult Alfred.
"Alfred…you can start finding a new spot to build our very own micro nation…".
"[Understood, Sir…]". (Alfred)
"Also, since you heard the Madam list of demands just now…do put it in the search criteria as well…also, if you can…do find a location that also have some sort of shelter as well…These shelters are really addictive to live in…".
"[Understood, Sir…. all criteria that have been mentioned has been compiled and inserted into the requirement of our new base/Micro Nation…]". (Alfred)
Since we already deep in this base thing, why not just go and label it as a Micro nation, after all, it would soon be like that.