a rat's welcome •ch 10•

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(Y/N) spotted a slightly familiar face and then groaned as she recognized the rat look alike enter camp, Arthur following behind.

Micah dismounted and went straight over to Mr. Pearson "hey fatty make me some stew I'm starving"

Arthur came over and gave Micah a smack on the back of his head "take that back you turd"

Micah glanced back to Arthur and rubbed the spot where Arthur smacked him "why, it's the truth..." he grumbled

Arthur crossed his arms and tipped his head "what, the part about Pearson being fat or the part about you starving..?"

Micah smirked and lifted his chin "both"

Without hesitation Arthur gave him a swift kick to his shins "wrong, the first part is a lie, now show our cook some respect or I'll happily push you off the ledge"

Micah stumbled back and ran into Pearson, who was glaring at Micah with crossed arms.

Micah whipped around "sorry..." his voice grew quiet "you fatty..."

"Ok bitch let's go have a talk" groaned Arthur as he grabbed the back of Micah's collar and dragged him away

(Y/N) held back a laugh and watched as Pearson rolled his eyes and walked off, she quickly turned around and moved over to behind a tree when she burst out laughing.

A head popped up beside her and she glanced over, recognizing Uncle.

"What's got you all laughing, huh miss?"

(Y/N) cleared her throat and turned to face him "eh, Micah got karma for calling Pearson a fatty"

Uncle snorted "wish I could've seen that, that damn rat face is always bugging me about how I dont do work, but he clearly doesn't know that I have lumbago and if I overwork myself ill have a relapse and probably die"

"The fuck is lumbago..?" (Y/N) whispered under her breath, glad that Uncle didn't hear that.

Suddenly another head popped up and Jack skipped over "what's lumbango? I heard uncle mention it while I was spying on you guys!"

(Y/N) chuckled "well, you make one good spy, I'll tell you that Jack"

Jack smiled at her praise and then turned his head expectantly at Uncle

"Well it's a fatal condition, a slow and painful death for old uncle, if I work too hard I might die sooner than that, let's just hope you don't get it" uncle announced

Jack tipped his head "how does it kill you..?"

Uncle froze up and he opened his mouth, he struggled for words and then closed it

"Well..?" Asked (Y/N) as she gave a smirk, realizing he didnt have something to cover up the fact of him not working

"W-well I forgot, with lumbago you have a bad memory as well, forgot to tell ya that"

Jack blinked, not buying it "well alright then, I doubt it, but anyways, imma go fishing with Arthur, see you guys later!"

"Bye jack!" Called Uncle and (Y/N) in sync as they both waved him away

"Now, shall we continue our conversation...?" Uncle trailed off and relaised she had already left
"Well fuck you too than!" He remarked, rolling his eyes as he wandered off.

...

"Well where the fuck have you been, huh?" Laughed (Y/N) as she spotted Javier riding into camp

Javier hopped off his horse and coughed "eh, I went off exploring, robbed a soldier on my way, ended up with a good amount of cash"

(Y/N) raised an eyebrow and smirked "well, whatcha gonna do with it..?"

Javier shrugged "I'll donate half to the camp, probably use the rest to buy some ammo for camp"

(Y/N) nodded "you busy with anything?"

Javier tipped his head to the side "no, why are you asking?"

She shrugged "I dunno, I saw a camp of O'Driscolls nese Valentine the other day, reckoned that I should to take em' out with someone, preferably you"

Javier rubbed his chin "how many you think are there?"

"Around ten, I saw them robbing a stagecoach the other day so they're most likely sitting on some cash, valuables, stuff like that"

He smiled and moved forwards to kiss her on the cheek "nice eyes mi amor, I'll go donate this real quick and we'll head off"

(Y/N) blushed and gave a nod as he scurried off to the donation box. She moved over to smoke

She gave her trusty steed a pat on the muzzle before mounting up and turning her head to see Javier rushing over, he mounted up and grumbled something to himself

"You alright Javier..?" Questioned (Y/N) as she moved over to his side

"Just Micah being a racist perra tonta again, let's just go" he gave Boaz a quick kick and he started galloping out of camp.

(Y/N) quickly gave smoke a kick as well and galloped up to his side, watching him clutch his reins tightly as his face was twisted in anger

"¿Por qué ese estupido hijo de puta no puede dejarme solo por una vez en su vida?" He growled under his breath as he talked to himself, glaring down at his hands

"Javi...?" She leaned over and placed one of her hands ontop of his

His head jerked up and his face was dull

"Look, if you want we can just go to some tree, climb up, and just talk... you look to tense to do much right now" she murmured softly

He gazed into her eyes, slight signs of relief reflecting on him as he gave a nod "alright... "

...

After a while they found a tree and both climbed up, Javier hesitated but eventually leaned on her shoulder, giving a long sigh

"I should be comforting you, helping you through life's troubles, not the other way around..." he whispered

(Y/N) wrapped an arm around him and pulled him closer "nah, look Javier, we are here for each other, no one has a life without shit, plus, Micah is just naturally an asshole, he just wants to make you feel bad, don't let him see a reaction or else he'll just keep on doing it, like with Mr. Pearson earlier when Micah called him a fatty, he just narrowed his eyes at him and didnt say a word"

Javier sighed "I guess you're right... thanks love"

(Y/N) blushed and gave a smile, kissing the top of his head
"Any time"

A/N
Happy April fools day, I edited a news article and made it look like some announcement or something and I used it as a prank, yeehaw.
Imma try and upload more chapters every other day but I'll probably get off track again cause my mind tends to wander, lmao
I also made a random red dead screenshot account on Instagram, if you want to check it out its @_red.dead.screenshots uwu

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