A.N.: Well, I just reread this section of my story and decided that I need to add a small AN here.
Note: The first two chapters are just...story warming up. So it is still fine if you skip the first two chapters. It really started from the third chapter. Well, let's just say that I wrote the first two chapters as a test of my ability to write a fanfic.
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters from RA and only the plot and new characters are mine in this story.
Please R&R and enjoy.
"Halt." Will called.
Halt grunted by the chair, "Now what?"
"Where is my coffee?" Will asked, gesturing at his empty mug.
"In the coffee beans and the hot water." Halt replied, continued looking at his report.
"But why do you have a cup while I don't?" Eve asked, glancing at the cup he hold in his hand.
Halt took a sip, an empty sip, Eve noticed by the sound, "Because I woke early, unlike you."
"You mean you didn't make one for me?" Will exclaimed, "How horrible!"
"It is call responsibility, Will." Halt spare him a glance.
Will signed and made himself a cup of coffee. Suddenly, Halt appeared by his side and placed his mug beside his, "Mine is empty. Since you made one, spare me some."
Will glare at his master who glared back. He glared back. Then sighed, poured the coffee and spooned in honey.
Then he sat down next to Halt, "What is the news?"
"Crowley sent his regards." Halt replied after a moment.
"And?" Will prompted.
"The end." Halt said as he took a sip.
Will look at his master and upon deciding that he is not going to say anything anymore, Will stood up and placed his empty cup on the table. Halt was deep into reading the report that he didn't even turn.
"I will go see Tug." Will said as he made for the door.
"Oh, no. You won't." Halt looked up, "The carpet won't clean itself. And oh my, the pots sure looked dirty."
WIll have learned a longtime ago that those words mean he beginning of another day of chore. He was about to go get water when someone knocked on the door. Will opened the door and to his surprise, Sir Rodney stood in the entrance.
"Rodney." Halt acknowledged him from behind Will, "Come in."
Sir Rodney shook his head, "I am merely here to relay a message from Baron Arald. There will be a banquet tonight and he is inviting you and Will."
"To celebrate what?" Halt raised an eyebrow.
"You know how Arald have excuses for everything." Sir Rodney shrugged, "Well then, I will be off."
He turned to Will and smiled, "Horace sent his regards."
Will smiled his thanks and Sir Rodney went back to his war horse.
"What do we do now?" Will turned back to Halt who had already settled himself back into the chair.
"Oh, I do believe that the carpet is quite dirty." Halt commented as he sipped his coffee slowly.
Will sighed, rolled up his sleeves, and carried the carpet out. Halt glanced up from the report and gave him an amused glance.
A while later, Halt heard the door being opened, without taking his eyes off the report, he said, "Gilan."
"Halt." Came the reply with a sigh, "How do you always know that it is me?"
"How do you manage to not remember anything I told you is what puzzled me for a long time." Halt looked up.
"Where is Will?" Gilan asked, looking around.
"Doing chores properly," Halt grunted, "Unlike a certain somebody."
"Halt!" Gilan cried innocently, "I did all the chores too!"
He started to count the jobs he did with his fingers. When he ran out, he glared at Halt to make sure he got the point.
"Of course you did." Halt eyed his former apprentice, "I told you to clean the carpet and you came back with it soggy and disgusting."
Just at that moment, Will came in with the carpet fresh and clean, "Hey, Gilan. What brings you here?"
"That is a good example." Halt told Gilan.
"What?" Will was confused.
Gilan eyed Will, "Then let's see who can clean this house faster."
"But-" Will protested.
"No buts. Starting now!" Gilan got to work immediately.
Halt sipped his coffee as his former apprentice and his apprentice rushed around the house. Having an apprentice is always enjoyable.