The farms were quiet tonight, a sense of peace washing over the grass and the livestock. Cows mooed, chickens backed, and everyone inside were enjoying themselves. Chatter echoed from the kitchen, calm and cheery. Jake was outside though, working on his large mech-suits gun dispenser. Hank and Beth were near the fences, next to Jake's mech. "Stupid DeeBees, tore the damn fence up again.." Hank mumbled, his hands brushing against the now-fixed fence. "You tell me, hun. They've been getting oddly aggressive tonight." Beth replied back, glancing out into the sky before focusing back on Hank, slightly worried.