"…and the brave knight, with her loyal squire rode off into the sunset on their trusty steed to complete the quest and rescue the Princess!"
This little story by Eliza was stretching the truth a little. Basically, a less- than- brave knight with her less- than- loyal squire rode off into the middle of the day on their old horse who should be dead to complete the totally cliché quest and rescue the "princess."
"Gil! Gil! Look! A town! We're one step closer to finishing the quest!"
"Joy. Let's just stop and see if we can get more directions."
"Okay." Now Gilbert knew perfectly well where the castle was, he knew his way around the entire kingdom like the back of his hand, but of course he couldn't let Elizaveta know.
The two dismounted the horse and walked into the small village. There wasn't much. A couple houses, a general store and a bar. But there was one house in particular that caught their attention. Eliza turned red and held her nose, while Gilbert paled. This of course means that it was bad because Gil was already so pale. The boy sitting in the front of the house wasn't doing much better.
OHMYGODI'MSORRYTHISONE'SEVENSHORTER! But I posted them at the same time, so that's like, 500 words :'(
I wrote these at the same time while I was on vacation. It was like 10:00 at night, and I have been sitting in a car for 8 hours straight. I was tired, okay. Chapter four is in progress.
Do you guys know what it's like to have so much inspiration, but no motivation? Because that's what i'm going through. You have no idea how many ideas I have floating in my head for this.
Disclaimer: I still don't own anything. (Shocker).
Post in the comments pairings or suggestions!
