This is the first time since Pewdie's arrived at the camp that someones not at his beck and call, or praising him for something he hadn't done.
"So you'll teach me how to throw knives?" It didn't sound too hard after all he aced shooting so this should be a walk in the park.
"Yes sir, Stephano's also a great knife thrower but he's a far better swordsman."
"So he's good with blades?" He nods.
"Any blade you can think of from heavy to light and thin to thick, he's the best we've got even the general can't beat him. He prefers to use his own golden sword but since he lost it he'll probably use his golden knives."
"How many knives does he got?" Private Cole hums.
"Only two but they're about the size of small swords, from his elbow to the tip of his middle finger." He says extending his arm outward to show the length.
"So... what's the difference between them and his normal sword? They sound better." Pewdie asks a little confused.
"His sword is just a bit longer than them so when in battle he'll underestimate the distance and leave himself open for attack." They get to the training area, it's the same area as before but the targets that were shot and burned have been replaced with new clean targets. "Alrighty then, lets get started!" The Italian man claps before handing Pewdie several knives. "Just throw them at any target ya like, lets see how well ya aim." Pewdie throws the knife at a target on the ground but completely misses, he tries again only to nick the side of the target. "Alright..." Private Cole rubs his chin. "this may take a while." Piggeh jogs over to Private Cole.
"Yo bro! Have you seen General Bro?" He nods and points to the generals office at the top of a hill outside of the forest.
"I saw him heading for the office before I got the king, if he's not there he should be at the cabin with lord Stephano."
"Thanks, ma..." Piggeh trails off as a chill runs up his spine, he spins around to see Private Baily leaning against a tree smoking. "Private?" He blows smoke out his nose before smirking.
"Yes, sir?" Piggeh narrows his eyes at the Irish man.
"Nothin'..."
He says discarding the odd feeling of being watched, he leaves to find General Bro. When he gets to the old log cabin he knocks on the door expecting to get yelled at by the short tempered general for disrupting his work. He's about to turn and leave figuring that he's with Stephano when the door opens reveling the sick looking teen.
"The hell?" Piggeh grabs General Bro's shoulders. "What the fuck happened to you?!" He sees General Bro's face twist with anger after showing pain for a moment.
"Ztop yelling." He demands. "It'z juzt a concuzzion, if I ztay avake I vill be fine." He swats away Piggeh's hands. "I got 'urt vhen ve first tried to invade ze caztle, it zhould go avay in a few dayz. Look if Stephano zeez me like thiz he'll 'ave a damn panic attack. He zhould be vell zoon, I vant you to look after 'im."
"Sure thing, man," He says with a nod. "but what if he asks where you're at?"
"Paper vork." He states leaning in the doorway. "I've got a lot of paper vork to do zince he vaz zhot... ve vill be attacking zoon." Piggeh gives him a confused look causing the teen to let out an irritated sigh. "Do you even read thoze damn reportz I give you?! Jennifer made that potion out of her own blood, zweat, und tearz, vhen it vears off Pewdie vill be suck 'ere vorever. Ve 'ave five dayz to get Jennifer to return to uz or die."
"If we lose?" General Bro's face darkens.
"Then vho knows ze zings that damn bitch vill do to him." He twitches and rubs his throbbing head. "Juzt look after him... I've got vork to do."
Not letting the conversation continue he slams the door shut leaving the pink haired teen to do as he was told, a dark figure peeks out from behind a tree as Piggeh turns to leave. He walks into General Bro's cabin, Stephano is sleeping flat on his back, sweat rolls down his face and he has a heavy fever blush on his cheeks. Piggeh smiles and sits down, he's seen that look on his big bros face before, the young warrior is dreaming of the time he first met General Bro when he was just a little private.
Flashback
Stephano was only twelve, Piggeh had gotten the dreaded summer cold and wasn't allowed to play, not because Piggeh would get worse but because if Stepahno got it it'd be two times as bad. He ran around the house, read, watched T.V., and played video games but Stephano quickly became board of them all. He begged Jennifer to let him work on his sword but since he passed out and had a small seizure do to lack of food, heat, and dehydration she wouldn't allow it. She even sat at the entrance of the mine so he wouldn't sneak in, little Stepahno runs up and down the stairs trying to tire himself out so he can take a nap or fall to create something at least a little entertaining. Before either can be fulfilled Mr. Chair caught the boy and scolded him telling him that Piggeh was trying to sleep and that he's making too much noise.
Stephano pouts as he looks out the window still winded but not tired enough to sleep, he sees a hill. A huge hill with one big healthy green tree on top of it, he smiles and lets out a happy chuckle before dashing out the door, Jennifer sees him and asks where he's going in such a big hurry. Stephano stops, he's wearing blue jeans and a white short sleeved shirt so he won't get heat stroke again. He explains that he wants to go play on the hill and waits for he to approve of him going, she's a little unsure about letting him leave but lets out a sigh and smiles seeing how happy he is.
"If ya start feeling dizzy come right back home, got it kid?"
She says messing up his long blond hair, Stephano glares at her half halfheartedly while fixing his golden hair, he agrees before running off to the large hill. At the top of the hill he finds a boy who's a couple months maybe a year older than him, the blond haired blue eyed boy has a large stack of comics sitting beside him. He has two leaders of lemonade sitting beside the colorful books with some crushed up ice in the bottle. In his hand is 'Batman and Robin' issue twelve, he doesn't seem to notice Stephano. Stephano walks over and sits next to him, without looking the boy reaches over, and hands Stephano a comic.
He mutters a thank you before he starts reading a first issue of 'The Flash', they sat there and read for what felt like twenty minutes but in reality was two hours. The boy went through several of the comics while Stephano had trouble reading them because of all the strange colors and odd word bubbles. Stephano is now sweating and getting very thirsty, before he can even contemplate on going home the strange boy shoves the lemonade at him. Stephano takes it and takes a drink letting the sweet and tangy liquid wash over his taste buds, he loves lemonade but Jennifer rarely makes it.
"Thank you," He says capping the yellow liquid and holding out his hand to shake. "nice to meet you." The boy casts his comic away and shakes Stephano's hand.
"Nice to meet you to, I'm Ludwig but people call me Private Bro. Und your name, French boy?"
"Uh Stephano... j-just Stepahno." He studders recognizing the accent, Private Bro notices this.
"Vhat'z vrong, are you alright?" He asks letting go of Stephano's hand hoping he didn't pass a illness onto him.
"N-no I mean it's just... Jennifer told me that uh German's are evil..."
"Evil?" He asks with slight amusement. "How are ve evil?" Stephano shrugs. "Vell I azzure you that I'm not evil, a little blood thirzty but not vor you." He says with a smile.
"I like your accent, it sound commanding." Stephano says pounding his chest, Private Bro laughs.
"I like yourz az vell, it'z zoothing." Stephano laughs.
"Wonna come over my house? It's that big mansion over there." He says pointing at the mansion, he can clearly see Jennifer looking for him but ignores it, he's never had a friend before and is excited to finally see someone who doesn't live with him. "Where do you live?"
"Over there." He points at a military camp with thousands of people walking around.
"Are you real?" Stephano asks.
"I'm juzt like you, zomeone made me to lead the Bro army, I take it from your gold zkin you vere made from king Pewdie."
"Mmm-hmm, so what do you say?" Private Bro smiles.
"Ja." Three months later Stephano comes running into his backyard were Private Bro is practicing kick boxing on a tree.
"Ludwig, Ludwig, Ludwig!" He jumps almost falling, startled he runs to his golden friend.
"Vhat, are you alright, are you 'hurt?"
"Nope, look!" He pulls out a bullet made of pure gold.
"Oh... I'm zorry Stephano but az I've zaid before I only uze lead bulletz." Stephano laughs.
"No silly, you can keep it as a good luck charm, you don't have to use it." Private Bro smiles taking the bullet.
"Thank you very much Stephano, I'll alwayz keep it vith me."
End Flashback