21 On the Hill (1/2)

Franklin paced back and forth behind one of the shacks. He hadn't even been sure if his teacher was real or fake. He was a bit worried he was going insane hearing voices. Gripping his fists he decided to focus on the mission he'd been given. He can't say a voice asked him to tell her. How does this situation keep happening? he frets rubbing his head in frustration. ”Teacher I don't know how to act around important people.” He whispered to himself deflated.

He'd hoped his teacher would respond since he could talk whenever he wanted now. To his despair, his teacher didn't respond at all. Why did he have such a lazy teacher he lamented. ”Well, I've seen some guards address officials from the capital.” He said under his breath as he created a plan.

He poked his head out to view the scene. He saw an exhausted Laurel tired out from crying. Mellisa was gently caressing the girls head while having a light conversation with the fairy guest. Laurel suddenly looked over and stuck out her tongue. This got the attention of the two other women who looked over.

How did that girl always know where he was? He cried to himself. However, it was too late to hide now so he awkwardly stepped out. He stiffly walks like how he thought a soldier would towards the three of them. The women could only giggle at the poor boy. He looks like a tin man hobbling over.

”What do you want stupid Franklin?” Laurel said as she looked away in disgust. Franklin grimaced she was still mad at him. ”I'm not here for you.” He snidely replies.

Then he looks at the beauty and bows stiffly. ”I've been given ahem. The eh, privilege of inviting you up the hill.” Mellisa looked shocked at the boy while Elanor eyed the boy.

”Oh, such a gentleman,” She exclaimed clapping her hands in praise. ”May I know which master is inviting this miss up the hill?” Franklin tried to avoid the peering eyes of the two older women.

”Um, it's hard to say.” He pauses swallowing deeply. ”I'm just the messenger. Eh, he said to send that lass up the hill.” His eyes darted back and forth not knowing how to explain.

”What are you spouting? Stop causing trouble.” Mellisa reprimanded. Yet Elanor blocked the angry woman with her arm. Smiling she shook her head at the woman.

”I have my guess on who wishes to see me. I suppose I shouldn't keep them waiting should I?” She laughs leaping into the air floating toward the hill. The three were left below looking at her with wide eyes.

She wasn't quite strong enough to soar in the skies without external help but she could float for a short time. It was an exhausting feat. But she didn't want to show any weakness to the hidden presence.

Up on the hill, John couldn't stop laughing. If he was still a human he'd be rolling on the ground. ”That boy needs training in etiquette more than fighting.” He joked to Joe who also snorted bemusedly.

”Alright, she's coming. Now, look a bit serious, alright?” Waving his branches at the Bull he continued, ”I'll be matchmaking you two so, be on your best behavior.”

Joe snorted and jumped he was going to stamp this stupid plant into the dirt! ”Calm down I was only joking,” John said moving his branches to defend himself.

The demonic bull snorted and laid down eyeing the woman floating over. She'd gotten a bit stronger but she still didn't compare to him. The endless food had caused his strength to skyrocket so his growth was far greater than this woman's.

Elanor gently landed on the hill. She smiled at the Bull and curtsied. ”It's nice to meet you once again.” She then looks around. ”Sir, since you invited me here, wouldn't it be proper to make your presence known?” She said with a frown creeping into her smile.

”So impatient!” John harrumphed as his leaves shuddered. ”I was only being kind inviting you up here you know?” Elanor eyed the plant in shock. Of all the things she'd guessed a plant wasn't one of them.

”Sir, I don't know why you possessed a plant. But I won't be scared by such nonsense.” She shook her head annoyed at the petty trick. Flames on the verge of coming out of her nostrils from rage.

His branches sunk while Joe snickered to the side. ”Don't malign me unjustly. I've been a bush this whole life.”