Careening off into the ditch

Though he worked grudgingly, it was surprising that Dylan didn't give Dan any lip about continuing the work. He accepted the help, though not saying much, and tried to get it right, mainly so he wouldn't be here for a week just trying to clean up after his own spills. Most of it made sense. Some of it he knew he'd have to find his own way to do since he wasn't as tall or strong as Dan, but overall the tips helped some.

Starring at the wheelbarrow, Dylan shakes his head. "Too far away and I knock the thing over. Too close and I run my shins into it. Those things are the most dang blasted things I've ever worked with."

Sighing, he folds his arms and looks at Dan, realizing that he really did sound ridiculous. "Yeah well... maybe a few times to the manure pile and at least I'll master it enough to not go careening off into the ditch somewhere. I'd probably land in the mess myself and no one would ever find me." He smirks a little, his eyes. "Not that anybody would care. I'm the misfit that everybody knows should be in juvie."

Dylan shakes his head and takes off his gloves to flex his sore fingers. He'd worked hard before, but not like this. How on earth did his sister actually enjoy this kind of thing?

Glancing around at the stalls, he sighs again. "I guess I need clean straw, right? If I leave this half done, I'll wind up with a tongue lashing again and I'm really not in the mood." He looks at Dan again, really not liking asking for help, but feeling better about asking Dan than anybody else. "I don't... know the difference between hay and straw," he admits. "But I do know if I put the wrong one down, I'll get a kick to the butt along with the tongue lashing."


Around the corner, no one saw that Jade had entered the barn. She'd been listening quietly and watching Dan and Dylan interact. She couldn't help the surprise she felt. Dylan was actually... talking to Dan. He was kinda grouchy, but he was actually conversing and staying relatively calm, despite complaining. That was more than she'd seen since he'd gotten here. Maybe there was hope after all.


"Ohhhh I am so good." David leans back in his chair and hangs up the phone, spreading his arms behind his head and grinning at Angelica. It had been another long work day, but today had been worth it.

"He agreed to bump up the hearing to this week instead of next month. So...." He takes up some papers and shuffles them around. "Looks like we got some evidence to present."

This was what he loved... success and winning the battles one at a time. "Gunner's gonna be thrilled. Now all we have to do is work on the temporary insanity plea. We got Bree taken care of and JT never had to get involved, so looks like Gunner's the only thing we gotta focus on."

He nods with satisfaction, looking over to Angelica again. "I can taste victory, but this time it will be bittersweet. I'll have to say goodbye to my favorite partner again and that's no fun at all."