Red Dead Redemption 2 (Arthur Morgan x Female!Reader)

Magicians for Sport

A few days had passed since the coach robbery happened. Since then, (y/n) basically stayed at the camp and helped out with the chores with the girls or went into Rhodes to get some groceries. Arthur went out and did the jobs with Hosea and Sean, which was them burning the Grays tobacco plants, and John and Javier, which was to steal the Braithwaites prized horses for lots of money...which turned out to not be as much as they thought.

Then a day after all that, Arthur went with Bill, Karen and Lenny back to Valentine to rob the bank there, which did go well besides the law chasing after them. But, luckily, they lost them.

After that, Arthur had to make a trip to the Downes' home. Strauss informed him that Thomas Downes had died and his wife would pay off the rest of the debt, so after the bank robbery Arthur made his way to their home.

Once he made it to the Downes' home, he could see that they were packing up a wagon. Mrs Downes looks over and glares at Arthur as he comes up to her. "My husband’s not cold in the ground, and you’ve come back here. I nearly paid off what was owed." she said to him, grimly. "Your husband knew the rules when he took that money, Now, I’m real sorry about the way things turned out…but he had a choice." Arthur said and Mrs Downes scoffs at this as Archie hands her a suitcase to put in the wagon.

"Ain’t my fault about the way the world is." Arthur said and Mrs Downes turns to him. "He didn’t have a choice. He was good, and he did good. There wasn’t no choice in that. And you’ve as good as killed him yourself…and don’t kid yourself. You had a choice." she said. "You speak as if killing were something I cared about." said Arthur.

"You ever wonder about eternity? You should." Mrs Downes said to him. "I hope it’s hot and terrible, Mrs. Downes… otherwise I’ll feel I’ve been sold a false bill of goods. Now, please…get me that money." Arthur said, feeling a bit annoyed about this.

Mrs Downes scoffs again and makes her way into their home while Archie walks out carrying a bag, glaring at Arthur with every step he took. "Either you’ve got a lazy eye or a lack of respect. Which is it, boy?" Arthur asked him as Archie loads up the bag. "I ain’t got no lazy eye…nor respect for the likes of you." Archie spat at him as he turns and glares at Arthur, defiantly.

Arthur gives a small huff of a laugh as he takes a few steps closer to Archie. "Well, maybe when your mother’s finished mourning your father…I’ll keep her in black…on your behalf. You think on that, boy." Arthur threatens. "Well maybe you shall, sir…and maybe other events will transpire." Archie said, still standing tall against Arthur. "You best stick to them books…because mark my words on this…vengeance is an idiot’s game." Arthur warns as Mrs Downes returns with the money.

"Ah, Mrs. Downes…thank you for your punctuality. It’s next to godliness isn’t it?" Arthur asked as she hands him the money and he begins to count it. "That’s cleanliness." she said. "I’ll have to take your word on that. Good day." Arthur said and with that he left them and headed back. 

That was just yesterday, today Arthur was just now getting up when Dutch came up to him. "Arthur." Dutch calls out. "What now? You sweating yet, Dutch?" Arthur asked. "Of course I’m sweating. We’re in some disease-ridden, swampy, dixie-whistling shithole." Dutch said and Arthur laughs.

"I meant about what Trelawny said, about these bounty hunters?" Arthur asked him. "Not sweating as such, but maybe a little gentle perspiration. Until we know more, ain’t too much harm wasting good, liquor on sweating." Dutch said.

"So?" Arthur asked. "So, I think you should pay Mr. Trelawny a visit and find out exactly what he knows and who he spoke to. Take Charles with you and Miss (y/n)...she's been proving herself lately." Dutch said then he chuckles a bit. "Oh, the sight of the three of you would make a statue sing out its secrets." He said. "Okay." Arthur said and he goes to find Charles and (y/n), who were luckily standing next to each other talking and drinking some coffee.