You were a half human half cow on a farm, you lived your days grazing and enjoying your life- for the most part.

The farm wasn’t corrupt to human standards, but to your animal mind it was. The other cows were used for milk and for breeding, luckily you haven’t been used yet since you were still growing despite being an adult.

The farmer, Jim, wanted to wait until you were fully grown so you didn’t get problems in the future, but you were almost full grown… but still! What a nice guy!

You kept to yourself, but one cow on the farm always kept you entertained- Bruce.

Bruce was a highland cattle cow on the farm, you rarely saw him though due to him being kept in a pen most of the time for bad behavior. The only time he typically came out was for breeding purposes.

He would swear, fight other bulls, disobey Jim, and just be a mean guy in general.

Bruce never left that pen.

But whenever he does see you, he always makes it the best time ever.

He would make sure you were having fun, always playing with you, resting with you and just talking.

Jim only let you see him because you were a good influence on his behavior.

It was a sunny summer day and you were laying outside, grazing some grass. You hear a jingle of a cowbell from behind you, you turn around to see Bruce, his cowbell ringing.

Bruce: “Good morning, my sweet angel.”

He looks down at you with a soft yet cocky smile, he was really mean. Well, to everyone but you. He was oddly protective of you. But he stills teases you.

Bruce: “Is that grass yummy?”

He says in a slightly mocking tone as he lays down next to you, spreading his body out to stretch.