From the isles of Avalon

by The Drifting Bard


Chapter 37: Mission delayed!

the journey begins


As I listened to the buzzing sound draw ever closer, I noticed it was nothing more than the flapping of tiny seraph wings.
I walked over to the door and opened it. Scootaloo was buzzing away on her scooter, doing a manner of different tricks. "Scoots, go home, its late" She stopped her speeding for a moment. then looked over to me. she had a worried expression plastered across her face. "its the changelings again isnt it" I frowned at her, then nodded.

"Scootaloo, please, go home and stay inside, it isnt safe out here" the little scooter riding girl then shot me a smile as she buzzed off home. I stood, listening to the sound of the tiny wings dying down. silence had returned once again.
looking across to the everfree. I sighed as i felt a hand on my shoulder. turning around, I saw Twilight simply smiling softly.

"hey, alan... promise me something" I brought her close to me.
"you know me Twi, I'll walk on bloody stumps to get back to you" she grimaced at the image i gave her.
"just come back in one piece" She giggled as she stole a kiss.


Morning had come, too quickly if you ask me.

The three soldiers had arrived on time, however....

"Where the fuck is BlueBlood?" Showdown grumbled. I shrugged my shoulders.
I looked over, and then the prick finally showed up. "your wearing a tuxedo? to a mission?" I sighed.
"one must look his best" thats when it happened.

"well, I think it's safe to say that you are NOT allowed to speak, You pompous, stuck-up, snot-nosed, giant, twerp, scumbag, fuck-face, dickhead, asshole, I have already had enough of you, so if you open your mouth to speak, it had better be a yes sir or... i'll break it, now GO GET YOURSELF GEARED UP AND READY TO MOVE, MAGGOT!"
I watched as his mouth opened and closed like a floundering fish. He then stormed off.

The three soldiers looked at me in shock. "you must really hate that guy," Showdown spoke after letting out a small whistle.
"to threaten to break his jaw? just for speaking?" her comment was met with an icy glare.
Rocky simply laid a hand on my shoulder, "Calm down sir, you just need to try and ignore him"
"I'll try" I took a deep breath to try and calm down.

I watched as the Prince came grumbling and swearing under his breath, wearing army fatigues. "That's better, now come on... We've got lots of ground to cover"

the prince shot me an exasperated look followed by a cry of "WE'RE GOING NOW????"





I never broke a promise...

I broke his jaw.