Okay, since the requests are piling up, AND KEEP THEM COMING! I'm going to do like three in one! A proposal or two, Vanity Storms idea, and the first day… I think my fingers are going to strangle me…Yeah right, I wrote 275 pages in pencil! And I'm probably not going to do that again (Lying! =P)

June yawned, finding Carter sleeping on the roof like always as she went out to practice for the fourth time today. She rolled her eyes as she pulled out her quiver and nocked an arrow. She released it, the string thwaping the leather sleeve under her shirt as the arrow sped off down the lane, burying itself in the target's center half way.

June yawned again, glancing at the sun and instantly telling it was around four o'clock. She stretched and started down to retrieve her arrows. She heard Carter jump down off the roof, bending his knees and rolling to cushion the impact. She knew he didn't have to roll, he knew it too. He just wanted to.

He cracked his neck and pulled out his bow. Then he uncovered a bucket as June walked back with her arrows. He waited patiently until she stood beside him, arms crossed. Then he smiled, reaching into the barrel and pulling out an arrow.

June glanced into the bucket, finding it full of them. Then she looked down the range, finding that Will and Simila had moved a giant sheet of wood in front of the targets. She snapped back to Carter as he released a steady string of arrows, on after the other, in rapid, precise, fire.

She then realized that he hadn't been shooting randomly, instead he was writing something on the board. She finally realized what is was when he fired the very last arrow, completing a question mark.

She covered her mouth with her hands as she almost laughed at the question. Simila smiled as he and Will stood behind Carter. Carter was on one knee, smiling.

The question read clearly on the board: Will you marry me?

She was about to answer when Carter glanced at the board and frown. Then he got up, shoving a box back into his pocket and looked around. June raised an eyebrow until he found a rope, pulling. Then a board popped up in front of the question. Completing Carter's saying.

June then started laughing at the full sentence. It read this time, "Will you may me you daughter of a month June?"

Simila snorted in amusement while Will chuckle and shook his head.

"Will you?" Carter asked, already on one knee, holding out an open black box with a small, diamond ring.

"…Yes."

(Storm's idea)

"Ow!" Carter growled, glaring at June.

"What?" June snapped, annoyed.

"That bloody hurt!" Carter snapped through gritted teeth.

"So you expected stitching a sword wound shut would be painless?" June asked, raising an eyebrow.

"…Maybe…"

June shook her head at Carter, who was sitting in a wooden backed chair in the cabin after one of the suicidal retard mission Crowley and Halt saw fit to give Carter. Then again, he was the only Ranger crazy and retarded enough to do it…

The mission had been simply to investigate a group of villages. That turned into a mission to eliminated a group of wild dogs, then a boar, and finally a large group of bandits set up a few kilometers west of them. It would have gone smoothly, had Carter not charged through the front freakin gate picking off the fifty bandits as he went. They later found out that he had also tripped and fell on a sword.

He was riddled with small cuts, scrapes, and three long gashes, and a cut above his eye. He was still smiling and almost bouncing up and down in happiness because he was allowed to eat as much as he wanted…until they learned his appetite…

June had finished bandaging the small cuts and was working on stitching up the gashes. She had gotten one when he was asleep, just did another and was working on the final one, one that he was lucky to survive! It ran straight down his chest, starting at just above his collarbone and ending an inch above his waistline.

She sighed and stretched before she sat down in her stool again and started working on removing the line of gauze covering his chest.

She then took a newly sharpened needle and got the new line they were issued. Apparently they had found a way to make finer threads for closer stitching and better for binding the wounds. She tied the thread off on the needle and began stitching up the wound.

Carter gave a twitch and a groan every few seconds, the steady rising and falling of his chest causing June to pause every second. She found it very hard to sow the skin tight around his abs, mostly because the muscles were too hard to pierce, which surprised her. She groaned as she had to stop at his six pack. She glared at him for making things difficult and got a bigger needle. She strung that and jabbed it into the muscle, Carter giving a yelp in pain.

"Oh shut up! It's nothing worse than getting you are chopped off, or reattaching it." June added as an afterthought.

"Hey! I was jacked up on adrenaline the first time and sedated the second! That or asleep…either way I can't remember! This sucks! You're jabbing me with a needle and all I get is Will laughing when he walks in!" Carter snapped, angry.

"Shut up, besides, I'm already finished, now I need to stitch your eye." June stated, drawing her stool up closer and sitting on her leg.

She was slightly annoyed by the fact she was still shorter than Carter when sitting down, but shoved that aside to concentrate on sowing. Around the eyes are very sensitive, and even thought the wound was shallow, it still needed to be taken care of precisely.

"Hurry up!" Carter complained as June stitched as fast as she could.

"Done! Happy?" June said, throwing her hands up

"Very, so now then, do I get a lollipop?" Carter asked, grinning.

"No, get something yourself." June snapped, packing the needle and gauze away.

"Fine, I will." Carter smiled, grabbing the front of June shirt and dragging her onto his lap.

Her head whirled around to glare at him before he captured her lips. She gave a muffled yelp of surprise until she gave into her emotions. She kissed him back, in return, he gave a grin. At that moment Will walked in, finding Carter shirtless and making out with June on a stool.

At this, he blinked twice, walked past them, made a cup of coffee, and walked out. Carter pulled away for a second, cocking his head to one side in confusion before June pulled him back in. Then Will walked in again, smiling as he kicked the chair over and walked back out.

Carter just ignored the crash and continued getting his treat.

Okay, pause, IS you two people happy now? If so, then give me one more thing. Cuz I don't think I can handle getting two from each of you…I think… bet you've all noticed, but I haven't made A Simila June short…sorry… SO here's one!

"Boredom…Boredom…Boredom…" Simila yawned, his head slamming down onto his desk, waking him back up.

He had stayed up trying to write out a note for someone special, but hard just given up on it. He didn't even know how to start the freaking thing! He had asked Will and Halt, but all they gave him was that it'd come to him. Then he'd asked Horace, but he just smiled, remembering the memory.

After that he'd given up and just kept banging his head on his room's desk. He never did get an idea knocked into his head… He fell asleep as woke up having his best friend kicking him wake.

"GET THE HELL UP!" Carter shouted, pissed.

"What do you want?" Simila groaned, getting up off the floor, rubbing his eyes.

"I remembered you talking to Halt, Will and Horace about ideas…So here's one." Carter said, grinning from ear to ear as he whispered his idea into Sims ear.

"I like that…I like that a lot…" Simila said, grinning.

An hour later, Simila had set up everything and got June to follow him the front of the castle gardens. June looked around, scratching her head as Will and Carter came and stood to Simila's right.

"What's you want again?" June asked.

At that moment Will stood proudly, Carter made a U with his arms and Simila got on one knee.

"Marry me?" He asked, smiling and holding out a closed black box.

June gasped, covering her face as it turned red with a deep blush. Simila faltered a bit until she nodded enthusiastically, smiling with a tear in her eye. Then she frowned and raised an eyebrow, pointing at Will.

"What's he stand for. Cuz Carter's standing for you." June asked.

"Oh, he's himself." Both Carter and Simila said, grinning.

There you go! I have finished the freaking proposals and am DONE until someone gives me a different scenario.

" I don't wanna!" Carter stated, glaring at Will.

"It's an apprentices job." Will replied.

"So? I came to LEARN not clean a pot until it becomes a dam mirror." Carter snapped.

Carter sat down, glaring at Will until Will got up, glaring at Carter. Carter raised an eyebrow, until Will nocked an arrow and pointed it at Carter. Immediately Carter snapped to it, carrying all the dirty pots out of the house and down to the river beside the cabin. He caught one on his foot.

Three hours later, Will couldn't tell if he was holding a pot or a mirror as Carter sat on a stump, panting. Will nodded, sorting the pots in the appropriate draws and grunted, gesturing at the logs stacked up outside the house.

Carter raised an eyebrow saying, "Chop them? ALL of those?" Will nodded. Carter burst out laughed, "I had to cut down a forest at my spear teachers!"

Will smiled and then pointed at the forest, then he drew a line on the side of the cabin, it stood five feet up.

"Oh…shit." Carter said…his shoulders drooping.

As the idiot boy worked, chopping down half the forest to meet Will demand on a five foot stack of firewood, Halt came in, tackling a giant coffee mug. Will nodded, apparently this happens on a regular basis.

"Decaf treatment again?" Will asked, raising an eyebrow.

Halt nodded, "New apprentice insane?"

Will nodded, "It'll be interesting."

Okay! Sorry that's all for today! Hope you enjoyed it! Don't forget, ideas, review and if you don't Carter will eat all your toast! =D. I love you all! (no homo!) and hope you've enjoy the shorts! Also, the training things will continue in other shorts at the end! Thank you!