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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Whizbang Dustyboots" data-source="post: 3601074" data-attributes="member: 11760">Chapter 4 Once Upon a Time"Whatcyadoin', Bug?"Katadid Leach looked into his hands and watched the mud slide through his fingers to reveal rocks, not insects. He was confused to say the least, as his name wasn't Bug, so the voice behind him must have been referring to something near him. Maybe the water bugs darting across the surface of the ...Kat was shoved roughly from behind and found himself slipping down the muddy bank and falling face down into the shallow water under the Maiden's Bridge. He came up sputtering and flailing, despite the lack of danger. This made the moment even more hilarious to the group of children laughing behind him. One of the larger children made his way down the banks and roughly pulled the flapping child out to the road, dragging Kat a good portion of the way."That was AWESOME!" Edgar Russell laughed. He was pushed aside by a larger child and glowered at. The other boy took off, which was a very good idea, given that the boy who shoved him and rescued Kat was Tucker Gallaway."What did you have to fall in for?" Tucker yelled. Kat shivered and looked panicked as the giggling children surrounded him. Tucker bit his lip, feeling a moment of guilt. "You gotta look around sometimes Kat! Otherwise Edgar's going to keep on pushing you in!"Kat began stammering and running his hands through his thin hair."I ... well ... stones and ...""He's probably counting ROCKS again!" Bree Russell said, running a dirty hand under her nose. Kat promptly knelt to the ground and began to turn around in a circle, tapping his feet as he did so. He had to whenever the word "rocks" was mentioned, and the children knew it. Tucker sighed and turned to chastise Bree and the other children, when a rock ricocheted off his skull."Ow!" Tucker bent over holding his ear. When he stood up, he was red-faced and growling at the young blonde boy with a sling shot standing on the railing of the bridge."I'm telling your mom, Tock!" Tucker screamed."Fine!" Tock laughed. "She can ask your mom about your real dad!"Tucker advanced a few steps. The other children began whispering among themselves, eager to witness some entertainment."Don't you say nothin' bout my dad," he growled."What?" Tock hopped off the bridge in front of Tucker. "Like he's green and ugly and smelly and lives under a bridge?"Tucker blinked."My dad doesn't ...""Your REAL dad. I saw your mom come down to the bridge and have the troll stick his thingy into her. And after it was done it ..."Tock cried out and hit the ground, holding a bloody nose. Tucker shook his hand and brought it up to his mouth to suck on the already swelling knuckles. Lidda Ward rushed over and knelt over the swearing Tock, all too eager to coo over her latest crush. Bree looked like she wanted to join her, but reluctantly stayed by the other boys, who were disappointed by the fight's duration.Tucker turned around and put his hand on Kat's shoulder."Come on. My ma's got some clothes that she ..."All Kat saw was Tucker going down, Tock's tiny fists pummeling his back. The kids screeched like bats as they surrounded the pair. Tucker pushed Chandler off easily and took a few wild swings, which Tock seemed to dodge easily."Smelly Gallaway!Why don’t ya go away!Take your troll daddy and smell some hay!""SHUT UP, CHANDLER!" Tucker's face went red as his next swing went wide and the nimbler boy danced around him, slapping the back of his head."Make me troll baby! Make ... OW!"The children scattered as they saw the adult grab Tock's shoulder and yank the boy back enough and grab his shirt with the other hand. Only Tucker stayed put, although it looked like he wished he could run as well. He looked to the ground with clenched fists as Heath Leach stared at the boy. Heath looked to his wet and miserable son and sighed."Tock, did you push my boy in the river, again?"Tock struggled in the adult's grip but only succeeded in twisting his shirt around Heath's fist."Tucker did it! I saw him! It's why I was fighting, Uncle Heath!""This true, Tucker?" Mister Leach asked the boy, whose face had gone red."No, sir. It was Edgar Russell."Heath nodded."All right, then. Why don't you go run off and play with that Grant boy? He's looking mighty bored sitting in that cart while his father's talking with Bridger. And I don't want to see you fighting no more!" Mister Leach yelled as Tucker shot off to the town square. Heath scowled to the boy he held. "As for you, Tock Chandler ..."He sputtered as Tock simply slipped out of his shirt and took off bare-chested toward the bridge."I hate you! I hate this town!" Tock screeched angrily. To emphasize his point, he turned around and stuck his rear out to fart toward Heath. Heath shook his head and started to fold up the shirt to take to his brother-in-law.</blockquote>

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