Warning: This chapter is a filler chapter and may bore you. You may simply skip it and wait for the next one if you wish.
If they don't read this chapter, they'll be missing stuff that comes up in the next chapter!
*guilty smile* But it is just filler… What could be useful in it anyway?
Plenty.
Care to explain?
Just read the chapter!
The day had been passing by slowly but then again, so had the past couple of days as well. Things had settled down in the palace after the shooting incident, apologies had been said and accepted, and for that, the kids were grateful, even if they didn't exactly show it. Now was simply a time to recover from wounds old and new, both emotional and physical.
The room they were in was of a modest size, it actually being the office of the king. The musketeers were there talking with the King about a few things to do with the country and unsure of what to do with the kids, they had brought them with them.
Chris and Jordan had gone back to playing their dice games once more, oblivious to most of the world as they tried to take the other's money with success occurring on both sides.
Brenna and Shawnee had been circling the room, trying to get Brenna better adapted to the pain in her side and get her walking again. Shawnee stayed close to her, tense and ready to catch her should she fall or even stumble. It had been close to four hours of them being there and it had been more than fifty circles of the room, even with Brenna having to stop every now and then to catch her breath, and Shawnee found herself in desperate need of a break.
She grabbed Brenna's arm to get her to stop before she leaned backwards, trying to get the sore spot in the middle of her back to lessen. Brenna watched her with a slight smile.
"A little sore?" Shawnee glared at her friend who was standing there snickering at her predicament.
"Ha ha… Not funny." She looked over to where the boys were sitting and called to Chris.
"Hey Chris! Could you come over here and take over for a bit? I need a break." Brenna stood back watching with a smirk and caught Chris's eye. He smiled, stood, and saluted smartly.
"Aye aye Captain!" He cried, his voice rather mocking. Shawnee froze and stared at him in shock. Brenna turned away to try and maintain her composure before giving up and spinning back around once more, a huge grin on her face. Shawnee snapped out of her frozen state and groaned, hiding her face in her hands in her embarrassment.
"I thought I told you never to call me that…" She muttered between her fingers. But it was heard loud and clear as the room had gone silent when Chris had shouted those previous words. D'Artagnan looked over at Shawnee with a confused expression.
"Did he just call you captain?" Shawnee jumped, clasping her hands in front of her and plastering a big grin on her face.
"N-no of course not! You must be hearing things!" D'Artagnan simply shook his head and looked at Brenna, an eyebrow raised in a questioning look. Brenna sighed and shook her head with a chuckle.
"I'm afraid that this is my fault. Because she shares your name as her nickname and she made this group, she's become the captain of our group." Shawnee rolled her eyes and looked away.
"Yeah… A very reluctant and poor captain at that." She muttered. Brenna frowned and smacked her upside the head. Shawnee looked at her with a growl.
"What the heck was that for?!" Brenna just smiled and didn't answer. She threw her hands up in the air and Chris came over to walk with Brenna around the room. Shawnee sat down and listened as Jordan began to explain how to play the dice game, although this time, there was no betting involved.
More time passed and now all of the kids were sitting or lying on the floor. Chris and Jordan had become tired of their dice games and none seemed to be able to think of anything to do.
"Guys…. I'm bored." Chris whined. Shawnee gave an annoyed sigh.
"Then find something to do then!" She shouted.
"But there's nothing to do…" He whined back. Brenna sighed.
"Just give up Shawnee. He's only doing this to try and annoy us so he can alleviate his boredom." Shawnee nodded and lay back down on the floor. Brenna joined her and the two of stared at the ceiling, counting the chinks in it.
"One hundred eleven… One hundred twelve… One hundred thirteen…" Shawnee gave an almost squawk like noise and sat up with a start. Chris sat nearby with a big grin on his face to which Shawnee narrowed her eyes at.
"Why the hell did you just poke me with your foot?!" Chris shrugged his shoulders and leaned back in his chair.
"Because I'm bored!" Shawnee clenched her fists at his whining and sat up.
"Oh I'll give you something to be bored about!" She snarled and yanked off the shoe he had poked her with and threw it across the room.
"You want your shoe, go get it! And stop poking me!" Chris had poked her again with his foot but he didn't bother to get up and go get his shoe. Brenna sat up and laughed.
"Shawnee, I don't think it worked!" Shawnee crossed her arms and pouted, even though she was lying down.
"Shut up…" A pair of boots appeared behind her head and Shawnee looked up to D'Artagnan looking down at her, seemingly trying not to laugh.
"A little bored are we?" Shawnee narrowed her eyes and batted away Chris's foot.
"Does that answer your question?! He's poking me with his foot for no damn reason!" The musketeer captain looked at Chris then looked at his sock clad foot curiously.
"What is that on your foot?"Chris pulled his foot into his lap and looked it.
"I don't see anything on it. Are you on crack or something?" All he got in return for his smart remarks was a confused look. Jordan chuckled.
"He means your sock." Chris pulled off his sock and waved in front of the musketeer's face.
"It's a sock. You wear it on your foot." D'Artagnan wrinkled his nose slightly at the smell on the fabric being waved before him. Brenna snatched it from his hand and threw it at him.
"Chris, that's disgusting! Put your sock back on!" Athos walked in, followed by Porthos and Aramis, to see Chris and Brenna throwing Chris's sock at each other. Shawnee grabbed it off her head as she was hit with it for the third time (all complete accidents of course) and tucked it in her pocket.
"Hey! That's my sock!" Chris yelled angrily.
"And you were being childish with it. So, you don't have it any more. Just like how you don't have your shoe." Shawnee spoke with a straight face, her voice completely serious. Brenna started laughing.
"Is there a reason you took his shoe?" Aramis asked her. Shawnee shrugged.
"He was bugging me with it. So I got rid of it. It's over there somewhere." She waved her hand dismissively over towards the window and leaned back against a chair. Jordan bent over behind a chair and then stood up, brandishing Chris's shoe.
"Catch." He said as he tossed the shoe at Chris. He caught and slipped back on without the sock. He wasn't going to be getting it back for a fair bit of time it seemed. Brenna looked at the musketeers who had just been standing there watching the four of them.
"So… is there something you wanted or are you just checking up on us again?" They had coming in and 'checking up' on them at every quarter of the hour (although how they knew when that was, they couldn't figure out.) Although if you were to ask why they were, to which they'd say that it was simply to make sure that everything was alright, the kids knew that they were keeping an eye on Shawnee. They were still suspicious of her, even if they did try to be discreet about it.
"I think it's about time we see if Brenna can still fight. It wouldn't do any good to have all that training go to waste." Aramis said with a slight smile. Brenna looked at him and nodded.
"Alright. But Shawnee gets to train too!" At this, the four men shared a look but said nothing against her demand.
"Very well. Let's head outside." Athos said as he stood. Everyone followed his example and they went outside, eager for a bit of fresh air after being trapped in the palace for a few days.
And this boring filler chapter has been finished…. Thank God and whoever else is up there from any other religion imaginable.
Ya but at least it's done. It was boring chapter to write.
Hopefully this chapter wasn't too boring for you and you haven't decided to have a nap yet. Thanks to Kimyco and IgnotusAngelus for reviews.
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