Where the hell is it! Simon was getting tired, a smith friend of his had moved out to the mountains, and given him a rough map to where she was now living. Rough being the key word. He had been searching for the place all day, but he just couldn’t work out the landmarks on the map.
He was wondering if it was worth going home and trying again tomorrow, but decided to give it a few more hours. He eventually wandered into a cave, and right into a harpy nest, with a full family staring at him over a table.
“Uhh… Sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude…” One of them stood up, spreading her wings in a gesture that was either welcoming or threatening.
“Well, now you have, either get comfortable or get out.” Simon quickly began to leave, before turning around.
“You wouldn’t know where I could find a cyclops named Cynthia, do you?” He asked, hoping she’d made herself known around the neighbourhood. One of the harpies perked up.
“Ooh, mama, he’s talking about-” The matron hushed her daughter.
“I know that, why do you want to find her? Are you a soldier?” He shook his head, holding his hands up.
“No, no, nothing like that. I’m an old friend, and just wanted to give her a present.” He pulled a small package out of his pack.
“I’m a fellow smith, we used to trade work a bit.” The matron smiled.
“Oh, you must be Simon. We’re also old friends of Cindy’s, she lived with us before going to live in the town. Come, come, she’s just through here.” The harpy walked deeper into the cave, passing what appeared to be housing.
“We’re a small community out here, Cynthia’s parents lived here until a few weeks ago, they both, uh… Passed on. So we sent her a message and she came here to take over their work. Here we are.” She rapped her knuckles against the heavy stone door, and after several moments of waiting it began to open.
A cyclops with black hair and a green eye appeared on the other side. “Oh, hey Hanna, what do you…” She trailed off as she spotted Simon.
“Hey, you really need to earn how to draw better maps.” He smiled as Hanna started to leave.
“You have a visitor.” She said over her shoulder, and they could hear her cheeky smile.
“Soo… Can I come in?” He asked, and Cynthia stepped out of the door.
“Of course. Sorry, I just wasn’t expecting you so soon.” She closed the door behind him. The cave room was hot, with a large vent carved into part of the roof to draw the smoke from the forge.
“Looks like a good setup.” Simon noted, Cynthia nodding happily.
“It is, it was my parents forge, really, and mum made sure it was perfect.” Simon was already jealous of the quality of the forge, if not the location.
“So, what brought you out here?” She asked, and he handed her the parcel.
“To see where you moved, and give you a home warming present.” She took the package and quickly opened it. Inside the paper and the box was a steel dildo.
“You got me a…” She looked up to see Simon’s massive grin.
“I figured there aren’t many guys out here, so I made you something to relieve the stress.” She stared at him, unblinkingly for a few moments, before sighing.
“You said you made it for me?” He nodded. “You don’t know what that means to a cyclops, do you?” He took a moment to think then made the assumption.
“A proposal?” He guessed, she nodded and his eyes went wide. “Oh, oh… I’m-I’m sorry, I-I just.” She laughed, putting the metal toy down.
“It’s okay, you didn’t know, so I’ll forget it.” He nodded.
“Thanks, I promise, I’ll make something more romantic for your actual proposal.” Now her eye went wide.
“Wait, what?!” She cried, not sure if she’d heard him right.
“Well, if I’m going to propose I want to do it with something a bit more romantic than a dildo, yeah?”
“You… You actually want to propose to me?” He smiled, nodding again. “Why didn’t you ever say anything?” She asked, still trying to digest the thought in her head.
“Well, I always thought I’d have a few more years to get the courage up for it, but when you moved I figured you didn’t feel the same way.” She was stunned, then grabbed something from the forge.
“Well, why do you think I made you that hammer? I wanted to know if you felt the way I did.” She put the blank she’d grabbed into a pile of other blanks and took a step towards Simon.
“I figured it was a going away present, not a confession.” They were practically standing on each other and within moments were passionately kissing. Stumbling towards the bed, Cynthia threw Simon onto the bed and mounted him.
“I’ve been waiting for this day for so long.” She whispered as she sunk down his shaft. The two were at it for several hours before finally falling asleep.
They woke up in each other’s arms, falling into a quick make out session before getting up.
“So… I guess you won’t need my present anymore?” Simon asked with a grin. Cynthia bushed.
“I… Might be able to find a use for it.” She said with her own sly smile. Simon nodded, pictures running through his head.
“Guess I should tell the guys where they can find me now… Might draw them a new map too.” Cynthia glared at him. “What? It’s not like drawing’s your specialty.” She shook her head and walked over to the forge.
Sam was waiting for Simon, he’d been gone for a few days, and he needed to get some things fixed. When he spotted him coming down the road he called out.
“Where the hell have you been?” He asked.
“Visiting my wife.” Sam raised an eyebrow.
“You don’t have a wife.” Simon smiled.
“Remember Cindy?” Sam nodded. “Yeah, we’re a thing now, really I’m just home to get some things.” Sam groaned.
“Does that mean I need to find a new smith?” Simon shook his head.
“Nah. I made you a map for the guys.” He handed Sam the new map he’d drawn up on his way home.
“Just find us there, I’ll be happy to help whenever, and if I need anything hard to get, you’re still my first call.” Sam nodded.
“Thanks man, means a lot to me to hear that.” Simon shrugged.
“What’re friends for, huh?” They shared a laugh, and Sam helped him move what needed moving.