A Lone Knight's Bounty
And The Hunt Continues!
Previous ChapterThe Knight was sitting uncomfortably between the two lethal princesses, both intensely staring at him. Apparently they want to see him take of his helmet, and see what their knight looks like under it, but the knight didn't know that so he had a bowl of soup and meat in his armored grasp. He notice they were starring at him, and it got really uncomfortable.
'Maybe they wanted to see if their joint cooking tasted good?', thought the Knight.
He looked around the grassy floor and found two sticks small enough to act like chopsticks, thanking the samurai he met many years ago. He used the improvised chopsticks, took the meat from the bowl and started eating it by put the food under his helmet and to his mouth.
The princesses lean forward, expecting his helmet to fall off, but the knight kept his pose, bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other whilst in his mouth.
The Knight put down his food, put down the sticks, got up, walked behind the trees, and promptly threw up.
Apparently two separate cultures of the insectoids species dont mix well, or at all for that matter.
The princesses have been fighting over who possibly poisoned their knight, curses were thrown back and forth. The Knight had returned, rubbing his mouth guard to clean off bile. It smells worse than the 40 mile sprint.
Thinking its their chance to see what's under the helmet, the tried to take it off so that may "wash" it.
The knight put his hands up and the princesses stopped, the knight went around camp, the princesses still staring.
The Knight found what he was looking for, a big wash bucket.
Confused about what the Knight was doing, The Drider asked," What are you doing Kni-"
He put his head under water then lifted the bucket over body, water flowed through the inside and out of his armor, washing himself in one fell swoop.
"Oh, that's what..." The princesses mumbled slightly,"That's and...odd way of cleaning ones self."
The Knight didn't mind, as long as he was clean, partially fed, and well rested he was okay.
The Knight started packing up the small camp, the torn tent, held together by spider silk, the spare food, and other necessities.
Having finished that, he used his arm and gestured he two princesses to follow him, walking towards Canterlot, were he would claim his bounty.
As the were walking, both insectoids had a blush on their faces. They had used that wash tub earlier to clean themselves.
