I got two reviews! Seriously, you have no idea how giddy that makes me. Normally, if I post a story on a less than known side of fanfiction, I get nothing until a month or so after posting, maybe.

Anyway, onward:

Pozion: Yes, you should. And so should I. (Seriously, I don't actually have it, I'm just in love with it like everyone else.)

ProwlerPercy: Yay, a request! You've given me two different ideas from that. Those will come Short 5 and 6, I think. Currently, I've just gotten to a plot point in 4, so... don't expect that too soon, but it will come, don't worry.

Short 1

Once on the surface of the village, Plague Knight eagerly looked this way and that. While it was mostly for show, to make it look like he were a child visiting the area for the first time, he was truly excited because he was never able to get into the town in broad daylight, and even had a hard time under the cover of the night. The guards were strangely efficient at times.

While they made their way to wherever they were going, they got strange looks. 'What is it,' Plague Knight wondered, 'the fact that Mona 'got off her lazy ass' or that I'm a strange new child, or a combination of the two?' He couldn't quite figure it out.

Mona brought him into a store. The man working there looked up and blinked, seemingly surprised.

"Mona?" He questioned.

"Yeah," Mona answered, setting Plague Knight down on the counter. "Can you get this guy some new clothes?"

The man looked at Plague Knight, who gazed back. Finally, he replied, "Sure, give me a moment."

The man rushed away.

"Man, what's his deal?" Plague Knight asked.

"He, like everyone else, thought that I must have been stuck to my chair, but was too lazy to call for help," Mona explained.

"Won't people question why I'm with you, then?"

"Most definitely. For now, your story is that you're a little orphan that I felt bad for and decided to pick up, alright?"

"How'd my parents die?"

"House fire," Mona answered, and after a second of thought, she added, "Arson."

Plague Knight nodded, satisfied.

The man came back with some clothes. "I wasn't sure what size, but I think this should work," he told them, handing them to Plague Knight.

Though he felt a little odd about the act, Plague Knight proceeded to remove his oversized robe, swiftly slipping the more appropriate sized clothes on.

"So, who's the kid?" The man asked Mona.

"Ah, he's an orphan I found. His parents died in a house fire. I couldn't just leave him, you know?"

The man nodded. "What's his name?"

"Adam."

"What's his age?"

Mona stiffened at this, having never thought about it. The man didn't notice, however, as her gestures were always rather subtle if you didn't get to know her.

Plague Knight noticed this dilemma and decided to save her. "I'm seven," he told the man, saying the first age that seemed about right for his height.

"Oh, is that so?" The man asked, seemingly amazed. "You're pretty tall for a seven-year old."

"I am?" Plague Knight asked, bewildered.

"Yes, indeed. Not so much that I can't believe your age, but mighty close!" The man laughed heartily. Plague Knight laughed alongside the man, but it was more of a 'holy crap, that was close' sort of nervous laugh.

Mona was silent as the males laughed. She set money on the counter and picked Plague Knight back up. "Thank you for your help," she told the man, turning and walking out, while Plague Knight, in an attempt to keep up appearances, whined, 'I can walk on my own!' to which Mona completely ignored him.

"God help that poor soul," the man whispered as they exited, somewhat worried for Plague Knight's well-being.

The man says that at the end because he's worried that Mona's 'chronic laziness' will cause her to fail in taking care of 'Adam,' just in case you couldn't understand that (which I won't blame, because I'm sure that I would have been a little confused as well).

Anyway, next short! Plague Knight gains a new enemy!

See it hopefully by Monday!