USUK ONESHOTS!

Second Sneak Peak

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"I heard that you train, sell, and breed horses."

Arthur nodded crossing his arms over his chest. "I do."

The man tipped his Stetson. "Well, I got you a wild stallion in this here trailer. He don't like no one near him. I'm thinkin' abuse."

"You said he was a 'wild stallion'." Arthur raised a brow, listening to the angry neighing and loud clatter from within the trailer. "He sounds wild. So is he wild or previously owned and abused?"

The man glanced to the man beside him, then back to Arthur. "A little bit of both, I think. We found him in a place with no wild herd no where near. He must've escaped his ranch an' lived all on his lonesome. Either way, wild 'r abused, he hates humans."

The Briton hummed, then turned to face the shaking trailer. "Open it. I want to meet him." The two men exchanged glances, then tipped their hats to Arthur. They opened the door and Arthur peeked in. "If he's so wild, how down you halter him and get him all the way in the back?" The men shrugged and Arthur rolled his eyes. "Fools."

Taking a deep breath, Arthur stepped onto the trailer. "Hey there," Arthur murmured in a soft, patient voice, but loud enough to be heard over the clatter.

The stallion's head jerked and he whinnied, ears flat back and blue eyes wide. His hooves moved restlessly against the wooden flooring of the trailer as he studied the human nearing him.

Arthur hummed and smiled, eyes trailing over the horse as he cautiously neared. "Settle down, love. It's okay. I'm here to take you out of such a cramped space." The stallion puffed and stomped his hoof, but lowered his head and flicked his ears. "There you go, darling."

Slowly, Arthur raised his hand and made sure the horse noticed his advances. "I have plenty of treats for you if you follow me out, then lots of open space for you to run around in and plenty of other horses for you to befriend."

The horse puffed again, then knickered. He lowered his head again, then raised it to be level with Arthur's. Gently, Arthur's placed his palm on the large stallions velvety muzzle, then stuck his hand in his pocket. "Good boy." He pulled out a sugar cube and held it up in his flat palm for the horse to reach. "You're a sweetheart aren't you?"

His ears perked as he sniffed the small cube, then lapped it up with his lips. His blue eyes lit up and he neighed, pushing his muzzle against the pocket Arthur had the sugar cube in. Arthur laughed. "I'm sorry, love, that was the last one!" He reached over and untied the lead rope. "Let's get out of here and out into the fields, hm?"

Carefully, Arthur lead the stallion out of the trailer, wide eyes on him. Arthur smiled up at the men as he pet the horse's muzzle. "All he wanted was a treat."