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Chapter seven: A strange meeting- part one
Next day Thunder decided to get up early before his brother and tell Vivay about the strangers. The leader usually wakes up early in the mornings, to take his morning walk around the village as he often does. Thunder sneaked out from his room and gently pulled the door handle, to be sure that his brother wouldn’t wake up. He slowly opened the door and tiptoed out from the room while he closed it behind him. The Steef guardian went to the little hall and put on his poncho and his boots, grabbed the handle and went out from the hut.
Meanwhile in the guesthouse Stranger and the Grubb finally woke up from their sleep, rested and ready for new adventures. The Grubb stretched and rubbed her eyes while she yawned. Stranger still laying on his back looked dreaming up at the roof and asked her:
- Mornin’ dear friend you slept well?
- Yawn, yeah… slept like a log he he, you, asked the Grubb.
- Same here. How do you like these Steef Guardians and their hospitality? That Stormous seems to be a nice guy, don’t you think?
- Yeah you’re right about that, but that Thunder-guy is quite scary if you ask me.
- Well I don’t think he’s scary, Stranger sat up, he’s rather a bit mean and… quite boxer looking if you ask me, he he…
- Boxer looking?
- You know a bit raw and rough.
- Oh, yeah he sure is, the Grubb said as she giggled.
- I wonder if we’re going to meet Vivay today, I mean at least we came here to see him, didn’t we?
- Sure, but the Guardians might have to prepare their leader and themselves before introducing us in front of Vivay and by the way we have to look good too. If you are supposed to meet with someone who has greater power than you, and is a part of the “royal” family then it’s much more important to set a good example of being a stranger.
- You have to know a lot ‘bout leaders, don’t you?
- Being a leader for some years do give you inspiration, eh? Anyway we should get some clean clothes… maybe we could borrow some from the Guardian brothers, they might have some “spare clothes”.
- You’re right about that though, Stranger stood up while he brushed of the dust from his armour lying on a chair.
- Oh would you stop that brushing? I’m getting a cough if you do that!
- Ops! Sorry about that…
- If you really want to brush your armour away from dust then you may go outside, but whatever you do don’t get attractive.
- No I won’t. Shall I take yours to?
- No that’s not necessary.
- You sure? It would be a pleasure, Stranger asked pleadingly.
- Aw, all right you big fuzzy, go a head, the Grubb said as she hands over her suit to him.
I jus' send the part in now cuz I'm in a hurry
See Ya!
-DS