Sam Witwicky

Sam had gotten used to the hike to Cassie's place, but that didn't mean he still didn't grumble a bit when he had to make it. Yeah, it was a small concession to make to visit the most amazing girl in the world (or several worlds, depending on your experience with inter-dimensional travel) but that didn't make it fun. It also made it especially difficult if you wanted to bring your girlfriend a treat of ice cream or something.

During the Old West though, he didn't have to worry about that particular problem. It was stupid hot though, so even just jogging there was brutal. Besides that, there weren't really any athletic clothes for the time period, which meant he had to walk the entire distance in tight jeans, flannel, and boots.

Fortunately, Cassie was worth it.

"Cassie!" he called out as he approached the little homestead that was a short ways from the main section of the town. Reaching into his bag, he tossed a sandwich he had brought to Iris, hoping it would at least temporary appease the dog.

"Your incredible loyal and loving boyfriend has hiked all this way to see you. Please be appropriately flattered."

This was going to be awkward, there was no doubt about it. There were not enough turtles in all the oceans to demonstrate the level of awkward this was going to be. Sam tried to keep telling himself that it was going to be better in the end, that they'd really communicate and get some things out and be closer for it. Somehow that didn't make it less awkward though.

He'd picked a time to come visit when he knew that Cissie would be out for a while. This was definitely not something they wanted someone else around for. It also didn't help that Cassie was still not in the best of moods after not getting any superpowers over the weekend. But Sam wasn't going to put this off any longer. It was time.

"Cassie!" he called out as he approached the hut. "Beautiful, you here?"