Chapter Sixty Eight [ Short Stories 2. ]

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Dogs of War [ Chapter 68 ]: Arc Four

Title: [ Short Stories 2 ]

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A cool open sky meets the familiar glow of the warm sun. A village deep in the outskirts of the country remains ever-standing. And a home no bigger than two stories down at the end of the neighborhood remains forever vacant. Home to a once-residing family, the foundations stand, yet the fun has left.

But down the green path, moving along the fields of grass, passing through the village, and heading calmly towards the old but withstanding home, a commonplace roofed carriage drawn by horse alone arrives in front of the warm and cozy home. Only feet away, the green carriage with brass lining came to a direct stop in front of the home's front, directly before the porch.

Letting go of the reins, and allowing the black steed to rest, a chuckle escaped the driver's mouth as he admired the home with gold sunny eyes that paired well with his peaceful expression.

Speaking with a fondness to his voice, he stepped off the ride and let his brown boots hit the damp ground. "I guess our old friends are busy at work once again, haha... I wonder what they would have said if we met again?" He mused, shaking his head with a smile as he continued. Walking to the right side of the carriage and knocking on it, he promptly let his riders know they had reached their destination.

"Oi! Artoria, little girl, get ya butts out here, I better not open this door to find you two sleeping like sheep, haha!" Opening the door, Y/n was welcomed by a set of women, well, one mother and a child that greeted him. With his daughter closest to him, he put out his hand before she wrapped her's around his, stepping out of the vehicle with some care as her small set of black heels touched the ground.

"Well, I would have thought the journey here woulda knocked you out after a bit?" Y/n said to the little girl dressed in black who shook her head at him.

"Nuh-uh, Ma-mama was telling me jokes, haha, she said the only thing more dumber than Father was a donkey with an ass for a brain, hehe," Baobhan Sith said with a giggle as Y/n slowly raised his head and met the amusing green eyes of his blonde emerald eyed wife, dressed in a soft light blue dress and with her hair down, Artoria only shrugged her shoulders at Y/n annoyed looked.

"Alright, but did your Mama tell you the only thing more gluttonous than a pig was herself?" In good fun and possibly a bit offended, Y/n looked Artoria directly in the eye as Baobhan Sith laughed.

"Hahaha, nope! But that does seem like Mama," She noted in an innocent voice before turning and looking towards the home, her eyes lighting up at what she saw, and so with curiosity much like her father, she ran off in the direction of it, running up the stairs as Y/n followed her little form with his eyes, a little smile reaching his face as he watched her walk around the porch.

"...That girl is getting bigger, heh," He noted as Artoria stood up and reached for him as he then turned to her and lead her out of the carriage, his hand wrapped around hers as her feet hit the ground, yet unlike the little girl, once she touched the earth, the woman didn't let go as she looked up at him, a pleased, gentle look to her eyes as she spoke.

"She's a bit brighter too, she was laughing all the way here, hmm," Artoria said before looking at the old home Baobhan Sith was so interested in. "Though I shouldn't be surprised, she and Gareth are always doing that, but I may have to watch out for those girls...they're a bit too hyper together."

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