Picking herself up and dusting off her overalls, Eleanor turned to the farmers, attempting to put a smile on her face. "Well, I'm guessin' that ya'll are gunna need me to help 'round here, ain't ya?" Eleanor was still somewhat bothered by her accent, but she couldn't help talking that way, Ms. Santos must've put some kind of mental change on her.
"Why, I'm glad you're getting with the program quickly, girlie!" One of the farmers said, a white skinned woman, with perky breasts that was currently herding up the chickens. "Definitely makes it easier for us! Now, I'm thinking you should help out with the chickens for a little while, don't you think? It's gonna take more than one of us to get them used to the routine!"
Thinking that this could still be fun, Eleanor nodded, her blonde hair bouncing up and down. "Why, I'd be happier than a pig in a mudbath on a summer afternoon! I'm guessin' they need a place to lay eggs?"
The farmer nodded, grinning. She motioned for the other farmers to take their animals and go off to get them integrated, leaving her, Eleanor, and the still unsettled hens. "Well call me Hannah for starters, and first, let's take these cows to where we keep the others. Then, we can start with the other stuff."
"Allright, yeehaw!" Eleanor said, beginning to lead the chickens to the barn, ruffling the head feathers of one of her former classmates. She then took up a position in the rear, as Hannah began to take the lead, dropping some corn for the chickens to follow and eat.
It didn't take long for the group to reach the barn, although some of the former kids (mainly the boys that were forcefully turned into girls) proved to be quite a handful. Thankfully, a few scolding remarks from Hannah put them back in line.
Eleanor also couldn't help but marvel at how her former classmates couldn't help but be drawn towards the corn. "Wonder how that there would taste like..." She wondered aloud, although quiet enough that no one heard.
Hannah smiled to herself as Eleanor got the last of the chickens settled into the chicken coop. "Eleanor, I'll be right back, okay? Watch the hens, and I'll go get the things we need for the first task of the day."
"Why, you don't need to worry 'bout a darn thing!" Eleanor reassured her, petting the head of a chicken that used to be a girl named Sofia. "Just get on with it, then hurry right back!"
Hannah nodded, and with a tip of her hat, she walked out of the barn. Eleanor smiled to herself as the beautiful farmer left, eager to see what she had in store.