This one is taking place during the time of slavery. I wanted to do this, because I thought this would be so interesting to see what would happen if Danny was an owner and Tucker was a slave. This was a really interesting idea that I came up with long ago. I hope you find it interesting too. Review please!!
Danny was running through the dirt road with the buggies passing by and men on horses. There were rarely women traveling on the backs of horses unless they were traveling with their husbands or men they were courting with.
Danny focused on the road he was traveling on with a hug smile covering his face. Danny was in a hurry to pick up some stuff for his father. It was his mission to make sure things were taken care of at the house.
Finally making it to the market, Danny panted heavily with his two hands on his knees as the clerk looked at him with a greeting smile.
"How may I help you, Danny?" The clerk asked politely.
"Pa wants me to get some rope. The herd at Uncle Bill's farm are getting out of hand."
"Oh, how awful, I hope he gets things settled," said the clerk as he gave Danny the rope he needed. Danny gave him the money he owed and turned around to go on his way.
"Thanks."
"How's your uncle doing anyhow?"
"Good, good. He gets harsh around the slaves, but you know how that turns out. They leave his farm and hit Canada before he can have his chance to put money on them."
The clerk chuckled at Danny's comment and added, "well, I ain't surprised. There are slaves taking that route all over the south. They're like foxes."
"Only, they ain't red," Danny noted, "anyways, I better get to Pa before he throws a fit."
Danny dashed out the door.
"Good day!" the clerk called.
Danny ran across the road right next to a farmland by the town. Danny liked taking that route since this place had a lot of elbow room and didn't have to deal with the crowd. The route was also fun to walk to and from Danny's home.
As Danny tried to balance on the wooden fence, he heard the sound of an ox groaning. This scared Danny pretty bad and almost made him slip.
"Gee, be careful," warned a young slave with two hands on the handles of the plow.
"Sorry, your friend kinda scared me," Danny grinned friendly as he jumped off the fence. "You ain't gonna tell your master about this are ya?"
"Like I even care what he wants. He's always blaming me for everything that goes wrong. One thing after the next. I need to finish by noon or he won't be happy."
"I would say not. If you ask me, he needs to get some ice on that hot head of his."
"Ha, I wish."
"Hey you! Stop talking you lousy piece of filth and start planting!" the slave's master Joe shouted at him.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the young slave apologized with fear in his eyes.
"No, no, it was my fault sir. I started the talking. I won't do it again," Danny defended.
"Are you teaching me how to treat my slave, kid!?" Joe yelled.
"No, of course not sir, I'm just explaining myself is all."
"Well, if you're so smart, how 'bout you take him with no money on hand! Maybe you can learn to think before you judge!"
"But…"
"TAKE HIM!!! I don't care what cha do with him! He ain't worth the work anyway!" Joe shouted and left before Danny could say anything more.
"Do you have a farm?" the slave asked Danny curiously.
"No, I mean I didn't mean to…" Danny said before the slave embraced him with joy.
"THANK YOU! THANK YOU! You have no idea how much this means to work with you!" the slave grinned happily, "by the way, my name's Tucker."
"Right," Danny said annoyingly as he took Tucker's arms off him. "I'll have to talk to my folks before they can decide if I can keep you or not."
"Please keep me please. I don't want to go back to those Auctions again. Please promise me, please. I'm begging you, please don't send me…" Tucker pleaded.
"OK! OK! I promise I won't send you back," Danny promised, then sighed under his breath. "Follow me, Tucker."
"Thanks, you're the first master to call me Tucker," Tucker smiled as he walked with his, now new master.
Danny and Tucker stepped into the Fenton House. Danny explained to his parents about what happened with Joe and how he just gave his slave through that hot temper of his to Danny. His parents' eyes were widened with such surprise that they only had one more slave to have at their house.
"Danny, I told you not to disturb Joe," Maddie glared.
"I was just trying to take the blame for Tucker and all of a sudden, Joe just yelled at my face and gave Tucker to me."
"Listen, I can help around here, I can cook, clean, and do some outside work. I just don't want to go back to those auctions," Tucker said, but the parents' eyes were focused on Danny.
"So, can I keep him?" Danny asked.
"Well, it will teach you responsibility, very well. Just remember this Danny, he's your slave and you're gonna have to be responsible for him, do I make myself clear?" Jack asked his son with fatherly authority.
"Thanks Pa," Danny smiled brightly as he turned his head to Tucker, "come on Tuck, I'll show ya your room."
The boys walked upstairs into their bedroom. Danny had an extra bed with him in case the Fentons bought another slave in their house.
Danny had never in his life had a slave nor was planning on it either, but he felt sorry for Tucker and decided to keep him. Tucker seemed like a very hard worker from what Danny could tell seeing Tucker working on the plantation.
Tucker grinned and jumped onto his bed as if it was made of cloud.
"Aw man, I get to sleep, on a real bed! This must be a dream come true! Someone pinch me now!" Tucker cried excitedly, then Danny pinch him on the arm, "ow!"
"What, you told me to pinch ya," Danny teased with an evil smirk.
"Oh har," Tucker said annoyingly, "so master, what do you want me to do?"
"Call me Danny, I'm not a king or something."
"Ok Danny, what do you want me to do?"
"Help me get your bed ready. I'm not doing it on my own."
The boys worked together to carry the sheets, blankets, pillow, and extra blankets.
After that was over, Danny decided to have Tucker be some use around the house and gave him a list to be in charge of. Tucker was in charge of cleaning Danny's room, the bathroom, and half the halls. If the Fentons needed help, Tucker was to help them get things done. For Tucker, this was heaven and it was relieving.
Danny sat in his room while Tucker was taking care of the bathroom and thought about what just happened. Danny just got lucky and got a slave, this slave was happy to be living inside his house, and as far as Danny could tell, he liked this slave. He smiled as he crossed his legs on his bed and blew the bangs from his face.
Tucker came inside the room and smiled at his new master.
"Hey Danny, need me to do anything else?" Tucker asked.
"Not much, except being my partner in croquet."
"Wait, you want me to… play?"
"I'm bored and my sister won't play."
"Sure."