http://didntsayeatcake.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] didntsayeatcake.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] sixwordstories2010-10-05 10:06 pm
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*Dressed and ready to go hunting*

[identity profile] kingofawkward.livejournal.com 2010-10-11 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
You will have to come to my forge and see for yourself.

[identity profile] kingofawkward.livejournal.com 2010-10-11 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
There are no mud puddles.

[identity profile] kingofawkward.livejournal.com 2010-10-12 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
[He looks thoughtful. He halts his horse near another puddle, and dismounts into it. He scoops up handfuls of gunk and smears his hunting habit with it.]

We will tell her it was my fault: that you were only helping me, and I soiled your clothing.

[identity profile] kingofawkward.livejournal.com 2010-10-12 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
[He shrugs.]

But this time she will not.

[identity profile] kingofawkward.livejournal.com 2010-10-12 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[He smiles back, and gets remounted.]

Let us find our stag again. Or at least some wild birds.