"Now remember my boy, you've never been out of the city before in your life, so be careful, it's my experience that these country folks are the most clever ruthless people of them all." Vizzini warned his son Fredrick who walked close beside him. His know fourteen year old boys was growing up to be a shorter person like his old man. They both wore dirty clothes, due to the life on the street they led. His brown hair was messily cut. He nodded.
"You've warned me of there kind father, it's these people that made us have to live on the streets." Vizzini nodded, he had taught his son well, he was as smart as he was, he wish he could have provided him with more though. It was all Westley's fault that he could not provide for his child. That's why they had finally left the city. To find a new life in new land. Vizzini looked ahead to a farm.
"There my boy, I'll find us some food, you wait here. Be prepared to run."
"Understood." Fredrick replied. He knew his father would maybe pilfer a chicken or something for them to eat. It what they usually did. His father walked forward.
Fredrick had nothing but the greatest respect for his father, and knew he would some day make that's Westley pay for ruining him.
Rose picked up the sword her father had made for her and swung it around. She laughed
happily. Sword fighting, this was for her.
"Very good.:" Her father Westley congratulated. "You're really getting the feel of that sword." They were both inside a barn, chickens and other animals made as much distance between then and Rose as possible in the room. "just don't let your mother see you, you know how see feels on the subject." Rose sighed.
"Ya, ya. No need for a sword, we live in peace now. I'm just tired if this farm, I want to see a town." Westley understood.
"I know you do, we have kept you copped up here for quite sometime haven't we." He thought for a moment. "Your birthday's coming up soon, maybe I can talk your mother into letting me take you on a trip."
Rose smiled. "Really?"
"Really." He said and walked out of the barn, Rose swung her sword again. Finally maybe she'd actually get to talk to someone besides the people who her parents had over, all of whom had something to do with the farm. Plus it had been years since she's seen here uncles Fezzik and Inigo. She need to get out in the world. She stopped swinging her sword and walked to the front enternce to the barn. She opened it up. In the distance she saw a boy, he must've been around her age and he wore filthy clothes. She picked up her sword and crept towards him, hiding behind bushes and such to remain hiding. Who was he and what did he want?
"You've warned me of there kind father, it's these people that made us have to live on the streets." Vizzini nodded, he had taught his son well, he was as smart as he was, he wish he could have provided him with more though. It was all Westley's fault that he could not provide for his child. That's why they had finally left the city. To find a new life in new land. Vizzini looked ahead to a farm.
"There my boy, I'll find us some food, you wait here. Be prepared to run."
"Understood." Fredrick replied. He knew his father would maybe pilfer a chicken or something for them to eat. It what they usually did. His father walked forward.
Fredrick had nothing but the greatest respect for his father, and knew he would some day make that's Westley pay for ruining him.
Rose picked up the sword her father had made for her and swung it around. She laughed
happily. Sword fighting, this was for her.
"Very good.:" Her father Westley congratulated. "You're really getting the feel of that sword." They were both inside a barn, chickens and other animals made as much distance between then and Rose as possible in the room. "just don't let your mother see you, you know how see feels on the subject." Rose sighed.
"Ya, ya. No need for a sword, we live in peace now. I'm just tired if this farm, I want to see a town." Westley understood.
"I know you do, we have kept you copped up here for quite sometime haven't we." He thought for a moment. "Your birthday's coming up soon, maybe I can talk your mother into letting me take you on a trip."
Rose smiled. "Really?"
"Really." He said and walked out of the barn, Rose swung her sword again. Finally maybe she'd actually get to talk to someone besides the people who her parents had over, all of whom had something to do with the farm. Plus it had been years since she's seen here uncles Fezzik and Inigo. She need to get out in the world. She stopped swinging her sword and walked to the front enternce to the barn. She opened it up. In the distance she saw a boy, he must've been around her age and he wore filthy clothes. She picked up her sword and crept towards him, hiding behind bushes and such to remain hiding. Who was he and what did he want?