Author’s Notes:Inspired by those Happy Cows are from California commercials, you know the one I’m talking about? The one where the cows come across a duck meditating and they convince him to say moo instead of umm? Well, as soon as I saw that I thought of Maureen, so there you go. Of course this will be MoJo!
Shout out: To GorgeousSmile who said I should do more RENT ficcys!
Joanne entered her apartment and was welcomed by the sound of a cow: “Moo!”
Normal people would have thought that an actual cow had appeared in their homes but Joanne was no longer considered of the norm. She knew exactly was behind the mooing.
Of course she was right. The lawyer thought that Benny ticked the diva off yet again and in return Maureen would protest him to death but she was wrong. She found her girlfriend sitting in the living room floor, eyes closed, and legs crossed beneath her. Maureen was meditating.
“Moo…” she chanted.
Joanne shook her head. “Honeybear, what in the world are you doing?”
Maureen opened one eye. “What does it look like I’m doing?” she asked. “I’m meditating.”
“But you’re doing it wrong.” Joanne told her. “You’re not supposed to moo.” Joanne got down beside her and sat in the same position she was in. “You’re suppose to go: ummmmm….”
“No, it’s moooo.”
The two were at a stand off. “Seriously Maureen, can’t you do anything right? I’ve been doing this for years and mooing just doesn’t cut it.”
“Ah! Shows what you know!”
“I know uummm is a lot more soothing them moo!” retorted Joanne.
“Well, how do you know?” Maureen asked. “Have you ever tried it?”
“See. Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it.” Replied Maureen. “Besides, umm is so boring moo gives the whole mediation thing a little more kick.”
“But mediation is supposed to be soothing.” Joanne reminded her.
“Hello, this is me you’re talking about, nothing boring is going to sooth me.”
The diva had a point.
“Go on, try it.” Maureen urged her.
“My method of moodiation.”
Joanne couldn’t help but laugh. “Moodiation? Is that what you call it?”
“Well, got anything better?” she asked.
Joanne thought for a moment. Nothing came to her. The name seemed to fit perfect with her girlfriend’s new mind exercise. “No.”
“Then come on Pookie, moo with me.” Maureen back into her moodiation position, both eyes shut. “Mooo…”
“This is ridiculous.” Joanne said, shaking her head.
“I don’t want no negative vibes in my fields!” Maureen told her. “If you’re going to make fun of me then go jump over the moon!”
“Fine, fine!” Joanne didn’t want to fight over something this stupid. So, she joined her. “Mooooo…”
After a few minutes Joanne finally got what Maureen was saying. It was more interesting for some God known reason, it did sooth the mind just as much as ummm did. It made everything go away and replaced all the negatiness with silliness, causing Joanne to laugh.
“Excuse me, more mooing please.” Maureen teased her girlfriend.
Joanne was feeling more and more relaxed. She opened her eyes to watch Maureen and watched her moo. A suggestive smile came across her face. “You look really cute when you moo.”
Maureen opened her eyes and turned to Joanne. “Care to moo with me in the bedroom?” asked the lawyer.
“Moo,” was the diva’s answer, meaning hell yes and they moved their exercising to a much more comfortable position in the bedroom.
Their neighbors would later complain of cows in the building.