Charlie Sonner Imagines

the riding contest part 2

rebecca grabbed my horse's lead rope and pulled him through the small stable door and up the path. i placed a saddle on him, purposely not doing up the girth strap properly as i knew rebecca was about to get on. 

"Y/N help me up" she commanded so i put my hands under her sharty scooby doo boot and she tried to haul herself on my horse. however, when she was flinging her leg around my horse, she wobbled and toppled to the ground. i was squashed under her weight. 

she got up, her greasy locks every where and her cheeks more red than usual. 

"Y/N get me a step" she commanded without apologising for almost breaking my ligaments under her colossal weight. 

i sighed and ran off to find the least shart covered stepping stool i could find. i ran back and placed the step underneath her scooby doo riding boots. she climbed up and barely managed to haul her leg over and place her mammoth sized shoe in the stirrup. 

"Y/N i will demonstrate the course you will be doing when you compete against Peng Boys United UK" she said

i nodded and she kicked my horse with her ankles (which had scars on them) 

my horse obediently trotted around the course, clearly struggling under rebecca's immense weight. about halfway through the course, i noticed the saddle beginning to slip to the left. i smirked as rebecca continued to ride around on my horse who was now doing a gallop. 

"Y/N this is how you jump a 3"5 jump! Peng Boys United UK can jump 4"5 so i must train you!" 

As she jumped, the saddle slipped sideways and flew off my horse's back, taking rebecca with him. she flailed her limbs and screeched before crashing onto the floor sending sand in every direction. 

i cackled. 

rebecca hauled herself up and attempted to waddle over to the horse but her scooby doo shoe was still caught in the stirrup and she face planted on the floor, her large stomach causing a defeaning thud which spooked my horse.