******All for One ****** I had just finished plowing one of our fields and I was leading Buttercup back to the farm, when she suddenly stopped.
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I shouted at her but she did not move, there had to be a problem. The question was what? Why would Buttercup stop in the middle of the road and swing her head over there, there was nothing out of the ordinary over there: a field, some rocks, a black horse leaning against a tree...What! A BLACK HORSE LEANING AGAINST A TREE! Pardieu! What are you doing here my friend? ******All for One ****** I was going to die...then I heard something. I sighed, I must be already dead...Father! "I Am Not Your Father!" Wha..what? Who are you? "My name is Buttercup, I am D'Artagnan's faithful cart horse. What is your name?" My name is M.mid..night.
