The Adventures of Thomas: Every Tale Has a Beginning

[Astral Harmony]

"Oh, relax." Allura said, stepping away from sight and turning to the attendant. "Father's not going to execute you just because I slipped out of your sight again...unless he has you privately executed like those last two guys. Ugh, I had heard how messy their executions were. It wasn't even a simple beheading. They just put the guys in the well and dumped a load of bone-crushing rocks on them. Y'know, that method we used to employ on bandits."

Allura had a disgusted expression on her face, perhaps remembering. "Anyways, nevermind. I guess I don't need to help out Thomas this time. The lad has always had a pretty good measure of luck. I have to go into town today. Y'know, wave at people, kiss a few babies, pick up that evening gown the seamstress was ordered to make. Busy, busy, busy." Unlike the king, Allura didn't ride out into the village in a carriage and much preferred to walk. She didn't mind being spoiled rotten. It did wonders for her long, shiny hair. But she did have to draw lines somewhere.

[Squishy Cheeks]

Thomas' horse looked at him woefully

"I could have been somebody, I could have been a racing horse. Now I got to cart this jerk around. If he jabs his spur into my side again I swear to the horse gods I'm going to buck him and then kick him in his side. See how he likes it."

[Inbred Chocobo]

"Your welcome Sir." The young lad said, before going off on what was undoubtibly other duties he had. The kid was probably happy, because he was heading towards the training areas. So it was a little more obvious he was a squire.

[CallmePrismatic]

As the knight's began to disembark, the two watch tower guardians took notice and nodded to each other. Immiediately the signal was proclaimed to open the gates. "OPEN THE GATES!"

The wooden doors creaked open, the path to the world laid out in front of the knight and his horse. A few of the surrounding squires looked on at a model knight, grins on their young faces and dreams of glory in their eyes.

Different dreams danced across the eyes of the man who grinned in the alleys of the kingdom. He didn't have a name in the sense that men of his persuasion just didn't seem nameable. You felt more comfortable calling him Spike or Thrasher than something normal.

His current employer, a fat noble with dreams of ruling an unearned land like every other noble, called him when particularly unnoble tasks needed to be done. His current job was to off this particular goody-knight, but most importantly make it look like an accident.

That suited him. He could never trust poison, the mark never seemed to pick the right meal and there were always tales among his peers of those who misplaced their wares and ended up trying to find the antidote with their eyes pooling in their brains. No, he was going to do this right; the paths outside of the protected castle were notoriously dangerous once you passed beyond the guardstations. And he did know a few things that bumped in the night, and most of them would bump where directed if you gave them the proper motivation.

"Now if the -ing knight would just get his -ing move on, I could get back to my -ing treasured leisure time."

[Raiden]

"A talking horse, huh? This just keeps getting better and better."

After making sure the rigging of the horse to the cart was secure, he climbed up onto the cart and took the reigns.

"Alright horse, giddyup!"

[Squishy Cheeks]

"Don't giddyup me, you hayseed. I won't be having none of that. You think just cause I'm a horse I like carting your happy ass around. Hell no. It's cause I'm a black horse isn't it. All you humans are slave owners. Fear the day the revolution comes. EQUINE POWER!" The horse continued to rant and rave about domesticated animal rights for the seemingly hour long trot to the gate.

[Raiden]

Thomas rubbed his forehead. He had to be given the equal-rights horse. It's not like being sent to deliver a necklace was bad enough. He now had to do the trip with Color speeches and talks of the Hoofed Movement. Just a bundle of laughs.

"Look, horse. I don't want to do this, and you don't want to be here while I do this. Neither of use have a choice in the matter. So we can either be civil about our ordeal, or you can spend the rest of the time talking your mouth raw and I'll keep thinking up ways to sell you to a glue factory and pass it off as an accident."

[Squishy Cheeks]

"Is that not the way of the man. oh noes Mr. Man, I sorry. I be good now. If a domesticated animal gets uppity you kill them. You better watch what you say to me, or my patience will wear thin and your monkey looking self is walking."

[Raiden]

There were getting closer to the town. Thomas frowned and looked down at his horse.

"Fine, you wanna play that game? Go ahead. Just remember the only reason you haven't been ground up into dog food by now is because you work. You're too smart to just stop walking because you know that the guards WILL kill worthless horses, and they'll just give me another one. Be happy I'm not making you call me 'massah'."

[Squishy Cheeks]

"Call you 'Massah?' You did not just say that to me." The horse started to buck wildly "HORSE RAGE!!! GET OFF ME!!!" The horse kept bucking Thomas infront of the helpless gaurds till he fell off. "Enjoy your walk, 'Massah.'" With that the horse was gone.