Hunting with Russians 

>it was quiet as you sat in the hunting blind and waited for some wild hogs to walk into the clearing 
>you had been told this area was a good one for hog hunting, but so far you'd only seen two as they ran from one side of the brush line to the other
>with the sun near setting you let out a sigh and set your SKS down

"Come on, Sadie. Looks like we won't be bagging any hogs today."
>you say before your look to your rifle

>in the blink of an eye your 1950 Tula SKS slips into her slim and well proportioned waffegeist form 

"Well, this sucks."
>Sadie says, as she stretches and her feline ears twitch

"Yeah, I'm surprised we haven't seen any hogs come to the bait corn."
>you say as open the door to the blind and peer down at the bait stand a few yards away

"There are worse ways to spend an afternoon than being held by you~"
>Sadie says clinging to your arm with a grin as her feline tail sways

"I'm sure."
>you reply with a smile, stroking your SKS' dark brown hair and earning a purr from her

>the two of you walk back to the cabin at a casual pace talking about nothing in particular. Just enjoying some time to yourselves. 
>while you do care for your other rifles Sadie was your first rifle so the two of you had a deep bond 
>plus Sadie was the most stable of your rifles waffegeists, personality wise at least

>as the two of you close in on the cabin you suddenly hear the sound of several somethings barreling through the underbrush and the high pitched squealing of some large hogs 
>quicker than thought Sadie is back in her familiar rifle form and in your hands as cluster of hogs darted from the bushes
>with muscle memory as your guide you have Sadie shouldered, ready, and aimed at the lead hogs eye

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"ВОТ И Я!!!"

>only for Saffron, your Dragoon Mosin Nagant, to burst forth from the underbrush with a wild look in her eyes as she SLAMS the lead hog with her Cossack style spear in the neck so hard you hear the hogs neck snap
>killing it with the one blow and making the other hogs scatter back into the brush

"Ha! Tonight, we will eat well!"
>Saffron says as she yanks the spear from the now dead hog

>Sadie shifts back to waffegeist form and both of you stare at the Dragoon rifle with matching bewildered expressions for a long moment before Saffron notices either you 

"Anon! Sadie! I bagged us one for supper."
>Saffron says with a big smile as she plants one booted foot on top of the dead hog

"Wow, great job, sweetie."
>you say with amazement and a touch of nervousness 

"Shame, someone doesn't use my bayonet like that..."
>Sadie says quietly with a pout

"If a wild animal ever gets that close it means I've made a huge mistake."
>you reply rolling your eyes before you and Sadie start to head back to the hunting lease's cabin while Saffron drags her prize along

"Should I get the game cleaning kit?"
>Sadie asks as she nods to the cabin

>you don't answer your SKS' question right away as something is nagging at the back of your mind 

"It's awfully quiet."
>you say as you squint up at the cabin
"Saffron, where's Kari at?"
>you ask Saffron, as the Dragoon Mosin idly twirls her spear 

"Well, knowing that short AK-74..."
>your Dragoon starts, but is interrupted as a large hog darts out of a bush squealing loudly and bleeding 

"SHUSHKA PIGGIE, COME DIE WITH HONORS!!"
>Kari, your short, wolf eared AK-74 waffegeist, yells as she chases after the bleeding hog with an AK bayonet in each of her hands 

"Oh, there she is."
>Saffron says with a smile as you face palm