How do you like it so far? depressing ain't it? you will see funnier fics from me later on, k? k, now keep reading. :)
P.S I don't do swearing, and if I do, I just do sensor symbols like $#@5$#* or something like that.
Yours truly:
-Redcoats
Chapter Two: the Attack after Lunch.
let me introduce to you the three Fictional stars of the story: Seargent James Arnoldson, Private Bernard Belsley and Private Edward Mettons.
James is a man who loves to read, and is the head of the friend Group.
Bernard is the funniest and the Dumbest who wants to be better but doesn't know how
Edward is the smartest and very talented, he is a former Professor in a College and has a wife named Jane.
anyway here they are, three out of the one hundred and fifty British soldiers in Rorke's Drift.
"Good Gravy Ed!" Bernard was saying "why do you always read a book before lunch?" Edward didn't even look up "the more I read the more knowledge." He said with an expressionless face
"so you've said before, but really why? I mean you have already been a Professor before, you've studied the books, what more do you need?"
"Hmm let me think." Edward paused for a moment. "The reason why I left teaching because: One I didn't get enough pay. Two I did learn much, because what I tought was mostly things I already knew. I just want to learn more."
"Fine I Guess." Bernard said
"Hello you two!" a voice said "Lunch is here!"
"Hello James!" Edward and Bernard said, Edward actually looked up.
"I hope there's no Argument, because if you did I'd be really mad not to be a part of it." James gave a Grin.
Bernard started Laughing while Edward smiled.
"Oh James, Ed!" Bernard said "I forgot to tell you both about what I just did today!" "Great" Edward said. "Did you throw rats at Muff Yorgenson again? because you'll get into trouble from that."
"No!" Bernard said "I decided to steal his horse for a moment and brought it back full of makeup!" James raised his Eyebrows "where did you get your Makeup?" "Oh I've been planning for a While, I asked my Beau Florine to mail me it, and Tada! I've got it mailed to South Africa all the way from my love in England!"
"Did you tell her the reason?" Edward asked. Bernards face fell. "Um no." James started laughing. "Blimey she's going to kill me." Bernard said.
"Well instead of talking about your Beau killing you, we should be more worried about this not-warm-forever food, and Zulu's trying to kill us first." James said. "Now U can agree to that!" Edward said
as they were eating-"BELSLEY YOU $@#*!" Bernard coughed his food "Uh-oh" he wheezed, they looked up and saw Muff Yorgenson, the bully of the Company looming over him.
Bernard Gulped "H-Hello M-Mu-Muff." Muff Cracked his Knuckles "What'a you think you Doin' Makeuping my Horse Bernard Belsley?" he snarled "I-I don't know what you mean." Bernard stuttered "YES YOU DO BESLEY!" Muff Roared
"So what Will you do about it Muff?" James shot back "Break his neck? I can order your court-martial." "you're right Arnoldson, We will have a friendly game with Besley over there tonight!"
out of the blue, Besley was saved by the Hoofsteps of a Horse galloping, they all looked up.
James put his helmet back on "Sir who are you?" he asked. the man had a bloody face, and a tattered Redcoat Uniform with the faded rank of a Sergeant just like his.
"I am Sergeant Wilcox Center Army under Lord Chelmsford. I have news from camp Isandlwana!"
"what is it?" James asked "the Zulu's have overrun the Garrison, I was there, most of them are dead! the Zulu's are on the Mo-" Just then an Arrow hit the Sergeant in the back and he fell of his horse lying still.
a second later a Soldier shouted "ZULU'S!" Commander's began ordering the lines to form "Form your lines, On the Double!" "Come on lads, MOVE MOVE!" there began a frightening war cry and, at the peak of the hill was an army of Brown colored Skin Painted Zulu's.
Get Ready for fun everyone!
-Redcoats
