Beautiful Creeps

Mr. BlackSmith

On my way to mr. BlackSmith, the blacksmith. Haha, pretty funny right? His name is BlackSmith and he works as the town's blacksmith.

Ehem, anyway on my way there a young lad with short curly brown hair approached me.

"Whatcha beautiful young Señorita doing outside her strong brick walls?" he said with pure spanish in his accent. He gave me a look and grinned showing out his dimples.

"Go ask for alms somewhere else, Smith." I plainly said.

"Ya gonna go visit Papa, aye?" he smirked back.

"I don't need your assistance, Smith. By the way, shouldn't you be helping your Papa right now?" I asked.

"Cí! I'm actually on my way there. Just got back from the market." He said. "I'll escort you to my father." he volunteered. Well not really since I'm obviously heading there myself.

We chatted on our way. Telling stories about each other's days, joking and playing around like all the usual things kids would do.

Wait a moment, I forgot to properly introduce you to my best friend. The lad who is so called escorting me right now is Jíego BlackSmith, but I call him Smith or Smithy. He is about two years older than me. Tan skinned, short-brunet  curly hair, and has green emerald eyes like mine but his are much more darker. He usually wore his dirty white, long sleeves; brown pants that are bigger than him; a red clothe belted in his stomach to support his pants and black muddy boots. And oh yes, his Spanish.

♣Note: How you properly Jíego is Híego. Yes, the J becomes a silent H.♣

Anyway, back to our walk. At the young lad's doorstep, stood an old woman at her 30's. "Buenos dias, Señorita." she greeted me. "I presume you are here to get your sword." she continued.

"Cí Mama, mí Señorita is excited to see the sword Papa just finished." Smith answered.

"Very well, Jíego please show our hospitality to Señorita Cl♣bs. I will go tell your father that the Señorita is here, and I will also go prepare the sword as well." With that, Smith's Mama went to the blacksmith's workshop.

"So I guess we should go inside?" he confusedly said.

"Y-yeah..." I stutered out.

After we went inside Smith offered me some apple juice and we drank and talked for a moment killing the time, since it took them awhile to get my sword.

After sometime, Mrs. BlackSmith entered the room and gave me my sword. It was beautiful, I gave the sword a long look. Examining each small details it had.

As I might describe it well, it was a grand sword purly made with crystal, a shimmering white crystal blade. Its handle made from iron wrap and detailed with silver vines. And what caught my eye most where the two emeralds nicely placed into the sword. One was formed into a rose placed on the tip of the sword's handle, the other was formed into the kingdom's crest a finely formed club, placed between the center of the blade and it's handle.

It looked so powerful that I gasped just looking at it.

"It's perfect." I said, and looked at mrs. BlackSmith. She was smiling proudly of the perfectly made sword.

"Gracías, mí prinsessa. Smith designed this very sword himself. He even put effort on shaping those emeralds himself." she proudly explained.

"Well with that, I guess it is worth giving you extra credit, right?" I said handing over a few small bags full of golden coins.

"Mí Señorita, that's too much." she gasped, denying the money I given her. "Please mrs. BlackSmith, I insist." I assured her.

"Muchas gracías Señorita." she said.

"Anyhow, may I borrow your son for today? I promise we won't take long." I pleaded.

"As you wish, Señorita." she smiled.

I accidentally let out a squint and thanked Smith's Mum. I rushed to pick up the sword and grabbed Smith's hand. We bursted out and went to the forest to play.

"Adios Mama, I'll be home soon." he managed to scream.

"Adios mijo, be careful now." mrs. BlackSmith replied.

And of to the forest we went.