The sky started to fill with more and more ominous clouds, and soon it was like something out of a horror scene. The fog started forming around them as they started to lose where they were heading.
"Ugh, why does the weather have to do this to us right now?" -Charlotte whined.
"I hope we can make our way back to the camp in this dense fog." -John said. Javier silently followed them. After a short time, another horse taking some steps could be heard in the fog.
"Fear not my fellas, because I've arrived!" -said a familiar voice while holding up a lantern.
"Arthur! Thank goodness. You're a lifesaver!" -Charlotte said.
"Thank me later. Follow me!" -he explained to the other three.
With Arthur's lead, they made their way back to the camp. All of them hopped down from their horse upon arrival.
"I better be in my tent, see you all later." -Javier said as he waved at them with a smile.
"I should probably find a saddle for my horse." -Charlotte said, then walked away from John and Arthur.
"Now, it's just the two of us. Do you want to talk about anything? Is there anything in that tiny brain of yours?" -Arthur asked jokingly.
"Haha, c'mon, let's talk in the tent instead because it's about to rain down on us." -John said. So they hopped down from their horses and went into their tent.
"How did you manage to find us in this fog?" -John asked curiously.
"Well, I followed y'all in case any of you was to make something foolish." -he laughed.
"I see. Then you did a great job because I didn't even notice you!" -John told him. In response, Arthur gave John a smug look.
"And how you gettin' on with her?" -he further asked.
"Well, Javier steals all the attention, even if it's unintentional. I like the guy, but it's starting to piss me off." -John explained. To this Arthur got into a deep thinking.
"What's on your mind?" -John asked concerned.
"...she's your woman- sorry, Missy, as you like to address her. So you have to work this out for yourself." -Arthur replied with an uncomfortable smile.
"Great, and there I was, thinking you would be a great help." -he slightly laughed before sighing.
Some hours later...
"The food's ready! Come, eat, before the rain washes it away!" -shouted Pearson.
Arthur turned his head in the direction.
"C'mon let's eat." -he said to him. John silently nodded and followed Arthur. Meanwhile, Charlotte came back from her horse.
All three of them sat down at one table and started eating and chatting. Later on, Sean joined them, but he looked like he was already drunk. At 6 pm, might I add.
"What a shitty *hic* weather we having! Could I *hic* join you to dinner?" -he asked Arthur.
"Of course, you drunk fool!" -he replied laughing.
Then he sat beside Arthur and started eating. On the very first bite, Sean started coughing.
"Whoah don't drown in the spoon!" -Arthur said.
"Hey, I wasn't trying to-" -Sean wanted to say but he couldn't because he was still coughing.
Shortly after, Micah came to the group.
"Heeey, cowpoke!" -he said to Arthur with a way too smiley face. "And to the rest of you, hello!" -he added.
"I thought I told you to stop calling me that. Forgive me if I slip and stab you in the face." -Arthur replied, holding a knife in his right hand.
"Why so hostile against Micah, Arthur?" -Charlotte asked confused.
Arthur looked at Charlotte with a puzzled look on his face. Then he realized. He hasn't even told her what happened back some months.
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Guns and Flames (RDR2)
Fanfiction❝Charlotte is a strong woman who's not afraid of death. She's been taught how to fight properly and doesn't hesitate to protect those who she loves. But something changes when she moves into the village in the valley... The cold mountains have had a...
