Ahh! I sorry, I was doing a Christmas Special (special request!) For Alyss, and I got distracted…that and exams…and tests…and homework (GO AND DIE IN A HOLE ISAAC NEWTON FOR INVENTING CALCULUS! I CURSE YOUR NAME!) But anyway, forgive me, on with the shorts! (not those that ye wear.) *Carter runs by with shorts on his head* I hate my characters….That reminds me, June, are you ready? "WHO WOULD BE READY FOR THIS!"
AlyssMainwaring:
Carter smiled as he snuck around the cabin, June having gone with Mary To see how Simila's doing at the castle training, which left the whole day to himself, and finding something new to annoy June with. He smiled as he crept into her room.
He rummaged through a few drawers until he found what he was looking for, a plain black notebook. He smiled and flipped through the first couple pages he had read, annoyed that she hadn't written anything new, he almost closed it, when he saw the outline of ink on the next page. He flipped it nad found three fully cover pages, front and back. He smiled as he read:
October 19.
I guess I should just admit it, but right now I'm venting it all through these entries…although it's happening less and less as he keeps DROWNING ME IN LESSONS! But still. I think I'll just start with one every few weeks, or when it happens…
October 21.
First Feelings:
We were actually on a mission, it was to simply catch a criminal, but somehow I managed to screw up and get cut with a knife. By the time that I had turned around to shot the criminal with an arrow, Carter had him by the neck and was beating the crap out of him. Then he knocked him unconscious with a striker.
"Hope I'm not guilty of murder now…" He muttered as he realized that he probably shouldn't have broken the poor guys back.
I gave a laugh at that. Then he turned to me and looked at the cut on my cheek. He scowled, telling me not to be too stupid, before pulling out a first aid kit and treating it. His breath felt warm versus the chilly October breezes. I felt warm on the inside as well, I smiled without even noticing.
October 27.
First Date:
I wouldn't really call it a date, since all it was, was simply going to the Harvest Festival, but it worked out either way. He even cooked tonight! He teased me, like always, but not one single insult, which surprised me. I suppose it's a Harvest Festival gift, huh? I'm just being too vague, but he got me something, and took me to dinner at Jenny's Restaurant. It was really cool, since I saw Will and his wife talking to the owner.
He took me, home, insisting carrying me bridal style, just because it annoyed me. Maybe he really isn't that bad…
November 1.
…Ah…I can't get this blush off my face…Hehe…why would you care though…Hehe…your just a stupid journal. Um…..anyways…entry…story…uh…
First Real Kiss:
It was soft, it was tender, it was…I should just start from the beginning shouldn't I? Hehe, oh well. It was just another day, I was practicing shooting drills while Carter slept on the roof. Typical right? But anyway, I missed, as I was lost in thought, Carter's head snapped up, nocking and firing the arrow almost without looking as he corrected it's flight path.
I scowled, just like I always do. He sighed looking at me from a distance, I could feel his eyes boring into me as he observed my figure, trying to figure out if something was wrong. I scowled again.
Later that day we went on a mission.
"Hey, master, what's your favorite weapon, after all you can use just about anyone you choose." I said, asking for a conversation to speed up the silent journey to the fief a few hours away.
"Preferably? A loaded working badass bow, with blades on the top and bottom for melee use and close combat blocks while I work." He replied almost instantly.
I shivered as I picture the weapon. Then he added something. "But I doubt I'd get something like that, so a plain sword would do me fine, or one of those new things their making! Ah, what are they called, um…pistols? They ya go! I want one of them! Loaded too! Because I wouldn't know how!" Carter said, waving his hand about in a frantic fashion.
I sighed, smiling faintly at him. He looked down at me as I was about six inches short than him. He grinned, slapping Rose on the side, a signal to go faster.
I yelped as Rose set off at an increasing gallop. "Just a little faster!" Carter called, spurting Smoke into a gallop after me. I blinked before taking control of the reins again, steering the speeding horse through the underbrush and small mounds of dirt of rock.
"Show me what you're after, just a little faster!" Carter called, smirking as he sped by me, Smoke jumping an clearing the approaching ruin wall.
"I'm after you! So, let's go a little faster!" I shouted, now caught up in his crazy reckless pace of life.
I heard a laugh on the other side of the wall as Rose cleared the low wall. Carter was standing on Smoke's saddle, what surprised me was that he jumped onto Rose, who he knew would buck him off. Her grabbed me around the waist as Rose kicked him off, and me along with him.
I yelped as he landed, keeping me held up by my waist. He looked around and closed his ears, focusing on sound. A moment later he smiled as he sat down on the low wall that I had just jumped. Yet he still held me in his lap, my legs hanging over into the air, but the rest of my body was pulled forcibly against his chest.
"Good, now Will and Simila aren't here…" He muttered, looking down at me.
"What-" I started as he pressed his lips against mine. I gasped and pulled away in surprise. "Carter what the hell are you doing?" I demanded.
"Loving you." He replied, moving his hands, one to my lower back and the other just behind my shoulder blades. "And it's not a Real kiss, unless you kiss back." He stated, pulling me in for another kiss.
When his lips touched mine, I paused, stiffened, but I pushed through it and pressed mine to his. His lips were soft, tender, yet they had a certain firmness that just made me smile. I looked at him sideways as I tried my best not to break the kiss.
It was he who pulled away, smiling, and the only trace of the kiss was in memory, and the blush on his cheeks. I smiled, as we walked home. He admitted that we really didn't have any mission to begin with, he just wanted to be alone with me.
Carter closed the book, smiling as he remembered the memories. He laughed, his hand subconsciously running through his hair. The notebook was then snatched out of his hands by a very pissed off June. He laughed and looked at the vibrant blush on her face.
Carter caught the flash of Simila's hair as he walked out the door. And Carter could tell that Simila understood what Carter had just read. Carter made a mental note to treat that kid to some food later.
"So, you really like it that much?" Carter asked, smiling as he slipped his hands into his pockets.
"Perverted asshole pigs, I hope you die in a venomous pit full of spiders and snakes and glitter!" June shouted, knowing for a fact that Carter despised glitter.
Carter didn't even flinch as he took a step forward, wrapping a hand around to the back of June's head. He quietly kissed her, then he smiled, ruffled her hair and walked out to treat Simila to some food, casting one last sentence into the air.
"You only have to ask, June."
VanityStorm: (I'm so excited to do this one!)
"Carter!" The door opened to reveal a dark haired woman with a …bigger chest and wearing a white T-shirt and black jeans that hugged her legs.
Carter looked up from his mug of coffee, his right hand with the mug and his left with a stack of reports (he swore Will and Crowley was laughing somewhere). Carter blinked twice, confused as he looked at the person before him.
"Who are you again?" Carter asked, going back to his coffee, noting that she knew his name and dismissing it as King Duncan breaking his agreement and releasing Carter's name to the public.
"You're cousin? On your mother's side! It took me a while, but I managed to figure out where you lived!" She said, smiling brightly.
"Mother's side…mother's side…hm…name?" Carter asked, pulling out a free sheet of paper that wasn't fully crammed with tax work, figuring out interests on payments and the like.
"Ann, I remembered your cute little hair when you were only three!" She suddenly said, hugging Carter and tugging at the messy blob of tangle hair.
"Master, who in God's name is that?" June asked, walking in and sitting down while pouring herself a cup of coffee and adding sugar and honey.
Ann looked at June, the two women exchanged girls and an instant fire started in between their glares. Carter looked up, watching the death glares they were giving each other while quietly sipping his coffee.
"This is June, my apprentice. She's quite good." Carter stated, watching as the room heated up from the glares.
"Really now?" Ann asked, the glares intensified.
"And who is this, master?" June growled as she grit her teeth together.
"Um…my cousin on my mother's side, Ann. Apparently." Carter stated, getting up, breaking the glares as he walked through them.
The girls followed Carter as they argued about something. Carter sighed, nad focused on their conversation somewhat.
"-So you're thinking you're better than me?" June snapped.
"Better for him than you!" Ann replied.
" He's my master, and you've seen him only like, 17 years ago!" June growled.
"He's my family, and you've only seen him for two years." Ann snarled.
Wonder who would win in a fight between them, a small voice in Carter's head asked, instantly he answered it, June.
"That counts for a whole lot when his dad cut off his arm." June snapped.
"So? I have something you don't have, you're as flat as a board." Ann said, puffing out her chest.
Oh, wrong move there, Carter thought, watching as Ann was punched off the deck nad onto the yard.
"So what if I don't have those? I don't need jiggling to get my man." June said, smirking.
Ann snarled, getting back to her feet nad tackling June through the Cabin window. Carter yelped, running in to see what the hell his cousin and his apprentice were doing.
What he saw, was June sitting on Ann with an assortment of broken furniture around them. It was mostly chairs, but the table had a crack running through it. Carter shook his head, rubbing his head.
"Dam, you girls know how to kill furniture." He muttered, walking in front of the pair, June was now sitting on Ann, with her in a leg lock. He smiled at this, she used that on him… "So, Ann, what do you think of my apprentice?"
"…she's good…" Then she addressed June. "He's all yours! Now, I expect to be going to a wedding in a year! Okay!" Ann said, smiling.
Did they really just have a guy like relationship? Beat the shit out of each other and then become best friends? What the heck? Carter wondered, looking at June.
"Hey Carter." June asked, grinning.
"Hmm?" Carter managed.
"Where are we going for our honeymoon?" June asked, kissing him on the lips.
Carter blinked twice as June giggled and walked off. He cocked his head to the said, saying the one question everyone was, "What in God's name just freaking happened?"
Assassins:
Carter sighed jumping in through the entrance nad immediately ducked a sword swipe. He looked back and found June sitting in the rafters with the sword, balancing perfectly on the beam as if she had been doing it all her life.
"You're getting better, almost got me that time." Carter mused, feeling the top of his head.
June said nothing as he slashed, stabbed and thrusted at his body. Carter danced away, until he backed up against the wall. June thrusted, and in that time, Carter ducked, and kicked her hand off of the hilt.
"Ugh, almost got you there!" June cried, sitting down on the rafters.
It had been a month since she had learn his name, and she was indeed getting better, she learn to wall run up to the rafters after only a week or two of practice, it was then that he had to start locking the entrance. But it seemed to him, that she was preoccupied with trying to defeat him.
He smiled, watching as she flipped gracefully onto the floor eleven feet below. She bent her knees rolling to decrease the force of the fall. He smiled as he had watched her practice that technique. After all she had picked it up from him. He decided to show up his prisoner flipping twice and landing with a spin, and walking to his bed.
"Show off." June said, plopping down on her bed.
"Lousy girl." Carter said.
"Crazed assassin."
"Sadistic servant."
"Rapist."
"Okay, how in God's holy name am I a rapist? I almost had a heart attack when your shirt slipped!" Carter snapped.
"Ooohh, like this?" June said, teasing as she pulled the collar of her shirt down.
"Yes." Carter said, already looking the other way.
"For an assassin, you sure are modest." June commented.
"I told you before, you either become a self-absorbed asshole, or you become a bipolar happy-go-lucky guy like me. Would you rather I be a self-centered paranoid bastard?" Carter asked, laying down on his bed.
"Sometimes I wonder if 'll ever get out of this place." June said randomly.
Carter sighed when he heard the aloud thought. He thought about letting her go, but then he'd have to move his safe house. And possibly kill her later… He groaned at the thought, that stupid girl had been watching him train long enough to be able to do half of the things he could! Then only thing she couldn't do was physical things. Well to an extent, she can lift a bloody broadsword, but he can twirl it around his finger.
"…Promise you won't run off." Carter asked, glancing at her.
June's face lit up at the opportunity. "Promise, just buy let me buy something!" Carter sighed, shaking his head before looking at his purse. He was gonna have to do another job tomorrow… He growled, despising the way of karma.
"Fine, just don't reveal anything or you'll be swallowing a longsword in 0.2 seconds flat." He said, rolling over in the bed.
Okays! Sorry for the really slow updating! It's the school year! But exams and homework …speaking of it… but sorry! "You do realize people only really read the top note. Don't you?" Shut up Carter, or I'll hang you upside-down for a week again. Or have June hit you with a frying pan…hm… Ideas! I really need ideas from people! And the Christmas special will be put up in Christmas, because that will give me time to work on it and making it fifteen pages long. (complete with sugarplums, Christmas Caroling, and fights with giant candy canes!) That is all. "CANDY!"