The Kirkland's ranch owner's owner younger brother, Alfred, stares out at the cattle and rest of his brother's business while chewing on some jerky.
"You've been standing there for a long time.." His brother Matthew spoke up.
"Waitin' for em' rebels to show up.. Damn Confederates!" Alfred gritted.
"Oh you're doing that... General, the President wants to have a word with you, you can leave this battle to me.."
"Wait, whose gonna be Lincoln- Oooooh I know what you mean, darn it Arthur!" Alfred complained.
Matthew watched him while holding his bear as Alfred kicked a rock.
"Alright then Lieutenant General Matthew, I dont want any damn Confederate crossing that hill, understood?!"
"Yes General Alfred..!" Matthew gave a salute and Alfred saluted back before heading inside the big house they call home.
Alfred stood outside Arthur's study, taking a breath then knocking.
"It's me, Arthur."
"Come in."
Walking in and closing the door, Alfred went over to Arthur's desk.
"What did you need?" He asked.
"We're going out today to meet an Italian business man who had just opened his clinic, he has two boys I want you to be friends with." Arthur said without looking up from his papers, "But no being mean to them, is that understood?"
"Yes sir.."
"Good," Arthur finally looked up, "They're in Silver City, the only clinic with good doctors for people like us, I hope you know how much of a blessing this is."
"I do.." Alfred rolled his eyes.
"No rolling your eyes, now get ready, we leave in an hour and spending the night, tell your brother."
Alfred left the study, the moment the door is closed, he ran outside and ran into Matthew who was still keeping watch.
"MATTIE! MATTIE! DID YOU MAKE SURE NO CONFEDERATES CAME THROUGH!?" Alfred questioned him excitedly.
"Ah- No no! I fought them and they r-ran away!" Matthew was frightened.
"GOOD! CAUSE WE ARE GONNA MAKE NEW ALLIES! Come with!" Alfred started to drag his poor brother.
"Wait what?!" Matthew was still confused.
"The president said he wants us to make allies with some people down there in Silver!"
Matthew was still confused.
Alfred sighed, "Eye-brows wants us to be friends with some new kid whose in Silver City and he wants us to get ready..."
"Ah..."
"Not sure why he didnt just tell you instead."
"Beats me.."
After getting ready, the three headed down to Silver City, arriving in front of a clinic near the townhall. Outside waiting is Feliciano and his grumpy older brother Lovino, with their Grandfather.
"This is-a stupid! We should-a have never left Italy! This place is just sand!" Lovino complained loudly.
"Now-a now, this place is full of people with-a the money to actually for what they are getting!" His Grandfather reassured him.
Then a person who heard the little Italian's cries, came out from the clinic and pinched Lovino's cheek, "Lovi you're so cute~"
He immediately slapped the hand away, "Fucking Antonio! Don't-a touch me! Cagna!"
Antonio gave a sheepish smile.
"Haha! Antonio, will you be running medicine again?" The Grandfather asked.
"Sí, Mr. Vargas!"
"Julius is also fine, I treat you like my own son!"
"Gracias!" With that, Antonio hopped on his horse and galloped off, while Lovino still cursed him in Italian under his breath.
After waiting some, Arthur arrived in his coach and stepping out with his much younger brothers following. The two talk about business and the younger ones were pretty much forced to be friends, Lovino glaring at Alfred.
"Please! I must show you my clinic!" Julius lead them all inside, "Please try-a not to break-a anything.."
"Did you hear that Alfred?" Arthur questioned him.
"Why always me? Mattie can do the same ya know.." Alfred suggested while receiving a frown from Matthew.
"Because I know Matthew won't."
Alfred rolled his eyes while Arthur started to talk to Julius about business and Arthur and pals becoming patients, with Julius promising their best doctor.
"Our-a best doctors spend-a time in the best environment, any other of my-a doctors are forced to go were it is-a dirty and I dont think you dont want that.." Julius trailed.
"Oh thank you Julius, it is hard finding good doctors here, even with the Ring.."
"Feliciano, take our two guests for a tour? I'm sorry Arthur, you were saying?" He asked Feliciano.
"Sí! Okay! this way~" Feliciano lead the two away, with a grumpy Lovino following.
Alfred looked back at the businessmen then away, "I wonder what they were talking about.."
"I dont think you ever said that before.." Matthew spoke up.
"Heh, yeah well.." He rubbed the back of his neck.
"Ciao! Where-a are you from?" Feliciano asked Alfred.
"Uhh Pennsylvania.."
"That-a sounds-" He was cut off.
"Stupid! Dont go asking them questions like-a that!" Lovino gave a smack on Feliciano's head.
"Owie.." He held his head on where his brother hit him.
Alfred looked at the two while Matthew looked at the brothers then his own, giving Alfred a weird look before backing away. Though the four ended up on the steps after grabbing some paper to draw on, Alfred seemed to be amazed while staring at Feliciano's drawing.
"Thats pretty neet drawing skills man, as for.." He pauses when he saw Lovino's drawing, "Never mind.."
"Boys!" Julius called out, "Its-a time for-a breather!"
The group headed into a fancy coach when the sun started to set.
"Today is a festival, but I forgot which one since most of them are just excuses for the locals to go out and dance and what not, you can see over there." Arthur pointed out to a crowd of people dancing, "Most of them are from Mexico left after the Mexican-American war."
"That-a sounds like-a fun!" Julius complimented, "I want-a go!"
"I wouldn't, who knows whats in there.." Arthur warned him.
"Bad guys?" Alfred asked.
"Yes."
"But-a that kid over there is-a hogging all of-a the pretty girls!" He complained.
"Where!?" Feliciano and Lovino questioned with serious looks on their faces.
"Th-Th-TheerrRre!!" Julius dramatically pointed to a boy with messy sandy blonde hair dancing with a beautiful girl and other beautiful girls awwing at him.
"That-a little..! How-a did he-a make all the girls..?" Julius was a lost for words as Arthur looked dumbfounded.
. . . . .
The dance ended gracefully as the boy kisses the girl on the hand while holding her, her heart fluttering. He walks her over to her father, treating her like a princess.
"Here is your daughter, Señor Navas" He kissed her hand one more time before leaving, the girl squealing and the father giving a look of approval of trust.
"Aye, not many of him exist.." The father mumbled.
The boy looks around, girls squealing in spanish of wanting to dance with him, while the boys giving him a defeated look. He then spots a woman, holding some bread, he smiles and walked to her.
"Mom, are you feeling well?" The boy questions her.
"I am a little better, you care for some bread? You must be starving from all that dancing.." She offered.
"Are you sure? You might need this to give you strength.."
"Watching you gives me enough strength, besides you need energy to keep with the night." She says while putting the piece in his hand.
"Oh mum.." He takes it and eats it.
She giggles a little, "I think someone wants to dance a little.." She points to a girl who is nervously looking at the ground.
He takes her hand and leads her near the bonfire, she looks up for the dance and is met with his baby blue eyes, he asks her one question and she nods.
"¿Estás listo?"
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[Yay for Google translate]