The three Araluens were brought into a rather big room with a large table that had quite a small dinner prepared for the three. Horace looked at every piece of food and began to drool. Will smiled once more and walked off to grab a plate and take a bit of the sweet potato casserole. He took one bite and closed his eyes because of the deliciousness. "You guys have to try this one." He said. Horace grabbed his own plate and grabbed the second bit of sweet potato casserole. He took a bite and looked like he was about to faint. "Halt come try this!" He said. Halt shook his head and instead grabbed some dark meat turkey. "No thanks." He said. He took a big bite out of the meat and lightly sighed. "The dark meat is good." He added.
After they ate, they decide to try and make coffee. They realized, too late, that they left their cooking materials at the campsite, which was back in Araluen. Will, Halt, and Horace ended up helplessly staring at a machine that the coffee was made in. Halt was the first to approach it, looking around it for something that made it work. "I can't find anything." He said.
"What are you looking for?" Asked Will. Halt backed away from the coffee machine. "I'm trying to find something that makes this thing work." He said. Will examined the object for several minutes, before searching more thoroughly. "I found what ever makes it work, but I don't see how to get it to work." He said.
Horace face-palmed. "Great. Now what are we going to do without our coffee?"He asked. Halt shook his head. "For once in my lifetime Horace, you're going to hear me say that I honestly don't know what to do." He replied.
Horace groaned in exasperation. "Well if we can't get our coffee. Then, we might as well get rid of the thing that taunts us." He said, sliding his sword from it's scabbard. Will and Halt knew where he was going and they tried to stop him.
"Horace, no!" They cried in unison, but it was too late. Horace was already whacking away at the coffee machine in frustration.
Afterwards, the three just stared at the damage that had been done by Horace. After some minutes of unnerving silence, Halt decided to speak. "I assume there's no debate about the fact that we now owe money to the President." He said casually.
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Ranger's Apprentice Shorts
Short StoryThese are a series of short stories specifically designed for the Ranger's Apprentice series. Any suggestions are welcome, as my inspiration is slowly declining. VERY slowly. I hope you enjoy these series of short stories for Ranger's Apprentice!