✩I Love You So: A Red Dead Redemption Story✩ Mary x Arthur

Camp Encounters

        The next day Arthur POV:

    I woke up from the beaming 6 A.M. sunrise, I sat up, still tired from how late I fell asleep. I rubbed my eyes, and got dressed very slowly. Dutch was the exact opposite, he was up bright and shining, ready for a new day. He looked like he had a dozen cups of coffee. How can a man be so energised this early in the morning? The dew on the grass isn't even as energised as him, but it's Dutch. He's always up-and-going no matter the time. I guess you would have to be if you would want work done. 

I got up and went to Pearson's tent, Pearson is the camp chef, and he always has something to give me. Even though it's not all that great, I can't complain. Dutch greeted me with one of his great speeches. 

"Good morning my dear boy! We, we, have made it to salvation my friend. Out of the mountains and into the warm, welcoming forests. How does it feel son?" Dutch gave me a hug and proceeded to actually ask me how I felt about things. 

"Well Dutch, It's early in the morning... Too early to be going on about this. I've not even had a coffee yet, but all in all I think this is going to be a good spot." Dutch patted me on the back and walked back to his tent, where Molly was doing her makeup. 

I, again, went to walk to Pearson's tent where he was brewing a pot of coffee for the rest of us. 

"Hey Arthur... I've been wanting to ask you if you could get me a rabbit for some stew I wanna try. Could you do that for me?" Pearson asked with a smile on his face, "I do have something in return for you too, so don't worry about that. 

"Well I mean, I'm not the best hunter, but I could try and get you a rabbit. Whatchu have in mind for the reward by the way?" I queried while pouring coffee into a steel mug. 

"Oh it's great, it's one of my old scout jackets. You can have it if you want, you seem a bit... uhm, peaky." Pearson looked at me funny after he said that, either he was intimidated or felt like he said something wrong.

"Do I?" I did a further examination at myself, I thought I looked fine, but whatever, I want a jacket. I took another sip of coffee and walked to my horse, on my way to see Mary. 

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