The Herons Completed Crew... A Brotherband Chronicles Fanfic

Stuff

sorry it took so long.

The next day, I was acting like nothing had happened the day before, and so was Jesper. Of course anything Jesper told Ben would be repeated, I mean, he's only 3. It was cute though, and Jesper probably didn't want to talk about it.

We were at breakfast with the others, and Tursgud came over to talk.

"Jesper, I never got a chance to tell your brother sorry for yesterday. Could you tell him for me?" Tursgud asked.

"Sure." said Jesper.

"What happened yesterday?" asked Hal after Tursgud left.

Jesper explained everything, leaving out some of what Ben told me.

"Wow." Stig said.

"Ben just disappeared, and I found him beating the crap out of Tursgud for saying something about Jesper. It was hilarious." I added.

"And Tursgud deserved it." Jesper said.

We all went to the Common Green, and Stig was wrestling for our team.

For the Sharks, Tursgud, of course.

For the Wolves, it was Bjorn.

Bjorn was trying to goad Stig into making a hasty move, and it worked. Bjorn wasn't a bad guy, he just wanted to win. And he did.

When Bjorn went against Tursgud, it was just strenght, but Tursgud won.

When Tursgud went against Stig, I thought I would die laughing at the underwear comment from Stig. I actually almost fell over, and had to stabilize myself using Jesper's shoulder.

It was a draw, so no one got the points.

I was glad we didn't lose. That could have been bad.

The instructors were getting tired of us quick, so they gave us another weekend break.

"Can I go visit Ben again Jesper?" I asked while we were back at our barracks.

"Of course. " he grinned.

We got to his house, and Ben was in the yard with their mother.

"Mommy, can I go hang out with Cora again?" he asked.

"Of course,  but like before,  be back by sunset, and don't run off this time. Jesper, I need you to do a couple things around the house that I just don't have the strength for." she said.

"Ok mom. Cora, I'll catch up to you guys in a little bit." Jesper replied.

"See ya." I said.

We walked around town, and Ben seemed worried about something.

"What's wrong little buddy?" I asked.

"I think Bubby is mad at me for tellin' you that."

"He's not, don't worry about it. And if he is, I'll hit him with a bag again. How's that for you? "

Ben just giggled.