Bryan: genre

2007-10-01T04:50:28Z

genre

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	{{title\|name=Companion\|user=Posti\|author=Bob Stein}}		{{title\|name=Companion\|user=Posti\|author=Bob Stein}}

Bryan: add category

2007-09-01T08:56:08Z

add category

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Bryan: title template

2007-08-20T05:27:28Z

title template

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	~~Companion~~ [[Category:Story]] [[Category:Bob Stein]]		[[Category:Story]] [[Category:Bob Stein]]
			{{title\|name=Companion\|user=Posti\|author=Bob Stein}}
	~~by [[User:~~Posti\|Bob Stein]]

	Aaron heard the screams and pounding when he was still a half-mile from the castle. Dammit! He’d only been gone for an hour, and Seamus was throwing another tantrum. Breaking into a run, Aaron shoved his way through the ground’s outer hedge wall to save time, and nearly knocked the housekeeper down when he burst into the garden on the other side.		Aaron heard the screams and pounding when he was still a half-mile from the castle. Dammit! He’d only been gone for an hour, and Seamus was throwing another tantrum. Breaking into a run, Aaron shoved his way through the ground’s outer hedge wall to save time, and nearly knocked the housekeeper down when he burst into the garden on the other side.

Bryan: fix a few minor formatting problems, as requested in an email from Posti

2007-07-22T06:55:50Z

fix a few minor formatting problems, as requested in an email from Posti

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	Companion [[Category:Story]] [[Category:Bob Stein]]		Companion [[Category:Story]] [[Category:Bob Stein]]
	by Bob Stein
			by [[User:Posti\|Bob Stein]]

	Aaron heard the screams and pounding when he was still a half-mile from the castle. Dammit! He’d only been gone for an hour, and Seamus was throwing another tantrum. Breaking into a run, Aaron shoved his way through the ground’s outer hedge wall to save time, and nearly knocked the housekeeper down when he burst into the garden on the other side.		Aaron heard the screams and pounding when he was still a half-mile from the castle. Dammit! He’d only been gone for an hour, and Seamus was throwing another tantrum. Breaking into a run, Aaron shoved his way through the ground’s outer hedge wall to save time, and nearly knocked the housekeeper down when he burst into the garden on the other side.
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	Scrambling up, he stretched out and took hold of Seamus’ halter. “Come on, fella. Time for dinner.” As they headed back towards the stables, he was surprised at how much better he felt physically. Maybe he’d still been suffering from jet lag. Whatever the reason, it was nice not to feel the familiar ache of joints and muscles at the end of the day. Maybe he’d start napping more often.		Scrambling up, he stretched out and took hold of Seamus’ halter. “Come on, fella. Time for dinner.” As they headed back towards the stables, he was surprised at how much better he felt physically. Maybe he’d still been suffering from jet lag. Whatever the reason, it was nice not to feel the familiar ache of joints and muscles at the end of the day. Maybe he’d start napping more often.

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	Aaron woke to the first glimmer of early dawn. Though it was a lot earlier than he usually rose, he sat up fully alert and ready to go. Padding into the bathroom, he glanced in the mirror as he drained last night’s beer, then did a double take. Aaron wasn’t one to pay a lot of attention to appearances, but he was rather pleased by his reflection.		Aaron woke to the first glimmer of early dawn. Though it was a lot earlier than he usually rose, he sat up fully alert and ready to go. Padding into the bathroom, he glanced in the mirror as he drained last night’s beer, then did a double take. Aaron wasn’t one to pay a lot of attention to appearances, but he was rather pleased by his reflection.
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	Aaron stopped dead, squinting at the spot that held Seamus’ attention. There was something there, but what? All he could make out was what looked like a brownish clump of twigs. He looked all around the area to be sure he wasn’t hearing conversation from somewhere else.		Aaron stopped dead, squinting at the spot that held Seamus’ attention. There was something there, but what? All he could make out was what looked like a brownish clump of twigs. He looked all around the area to be sure he wasn’t hearing conversation from somewhere else.


	The horse snorted and shook his head, then looked up and whinnied to Aaron.		The horse snorted and shook his head, then looked up and whinnied to Aaron.
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	He heard the housekeeper pull up outside, and ran to meet her before she had even gotten out of the car. “All my things are gone! My clothes, my camera. My passport and wallet!”		He heard the housekeeper pull up outside, and ran to meet her before she had even gotten out of the car. “All my things are gone! My clothes, my camera. My passport and wallet!”

	“Away with ye!” Mrs. O’Malley gaped at him. “Who’d do such a thing? Did you see anyone?” She strode for the house with Aaron following close behind. “If they got the silver..”		“Away with ye!” Mrs. O’Malley gaped at him. “Who’d do such a thing? Did you see anyone?” She strode for the house with Aaron following close behind. “If they got the silver..”

	“It didn’t look like anything else was missing. I mean, the bed was made and the whole room looked like it had just been cleaned. Just my stuff is missing.”		“It didn’t look like anything else was missing. I mean, the bed was made and the whole room looked like it had just been cleaned. Just my stuff is missing.”
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	As he put away the grooming tools, Aaron realized he’d have to do some serious cleaning up before he went to his room. His feet were as caked with mud and filth as Seamus’ hooves – that would go over well with the housekeeper. It wasn’t until he came out of the tack room that he realized Mr. Jungherr was still observing him.		As he put away the grooming tools, Aaron realized he’d have to do some serious cleaning up before he went to his room. His feet were as caked with mud and filth as Seamus’ hooves – that would go over well with the housekeeper. It wasn’t until he came out of the tack room that he realized Mr. Jungherr was still observing him.

	“Very good, Aaron. You did that all just right.” The man smiled, his tone slightly condescending, as if speaking to a small child. A flicker of resentment gave way to puzzlement as Aaron realized that there was no sarcasm behind the words. “Ms. O’Malley brought your dinner out already.” He gestured towards the empty stall across from Seamus. “I’ll see you tomorrow, bright and early.” Then he headed for the castle.		“Very good, Aaron. You did that all just right.” The man smiled, his tone slightly condescending, as if speaking to a small child. A flicker of resentment gave way to puzzlement as Aaron realized that there was no sarcasm behind the words. “Ms. O’Malley brought your dinner out already.” He gestured towards the empty stall across from Seamus. “I’ll see you tomorrow, bright and early.” Then he headed for the castle.

	What? Aaron followed a few steps, bewildered. Then he stopped and went back to the indicated stall. Pushing the gate open, he stared inside. A very rumpled, dirty cot had been set up against the far wall, with a small crate serving as a bedside table. There was also a folding chair and table, with what looked like another ploughman’s lunch waiting for him.		What? Aaron followed a few steps, bewildered. Then he stopped and went back to the indicated stall. Pushing the gate open, he stared inside. A very rumpled, dirty cot had been set up against the far wall, with a small crate serving as a bedside table. There was also a folding chair and table, with what looked like another ploughman’s lunch waiting for him.
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	Seamus neighed plaintively from across the barn, and Aaron looked out to see the horse looking at him with obvious concern. Although the animal was the source of his troubles, Aaron needed a shoulder to cry on. Shuffling across to the other stall, he let himself in and buried his face in Seamus’ mane.		Seamus neighed plaintively from across the barn, and Aaron looked out to see the horse looking at him with obvious concern. Although the animal was the source of his troubles, Aaron needed a shoulder to cry on. Shuffling across to the other stall, he let himself in and buried his face in Seamus’ mane.
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	Aaron woke slowly, dimly aware of equine lips pulls at his ear and the sensation of lying on straw. Thoughts were sluggish, but it seemed he must have fallen asleep in Seamus’ stall. Someone was moving around outside, and the stallion gave his ‘feed me’ whinny. Jungherr, probably. Here to make sure the retard did his job right? He sighed in bitter resignation, stubbornly keeping his eyes shut, refusing to wake to whatever new indignities the phooka might heap on him.		Aaron woke slowly, dimly aware of equine lips pulls at his ear and the sensation of lying on straw. Thoughts were sluggish, but it seemed he must have fallen asleep in Seamus’ stall. Someone was moving around outside, and the stallion gave his ‘feed me’ whinny. Jungherr, probably. Here to make sure the retard did his job right? He sighed in bitter resignation, stubbornly keeping his eyes shut, refusing to wake to whatever new indignities the phooka might heap on him.
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	Acceptable? Aaron laid his ears back, feeling anger build. He’d been robbed of his past and his future, all to suit the idle wish of a dumb animal!		Acceptable? Aaron laid his ears back, feeling anger build. He’d been robbed of his past and his future, all to suit the idle wish of a dumb animal!

	“Feh!” The phooka sounded disgusted. “After everything done for ye, naught but ingratitude?”		“Feh!” The phooka sounded disgusted. “After everything done for ye, naught but ingratitude?”

	What did he expect? Thanks? Aaron stomped the ground with a hoof and brayed loudly in frustration.		What did he expect? Thanks? Aaron stomped the ground with a hoof and brayed loudly in frustration.

ShadowWolf: Add proper categories

2007-07-21T21:50:39Z

Add proper categories

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Bryan: categorize story

2007-07-20T23:17:15Z

categorize story

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Posti: Aaron's dream job of taking care of a race horse is turning into a nightmare. He's planning on leaving, but his 'boss' has other ideas.

2007-07-18T18:57:34Z

Aaron's dream job of taking care of a race horse is turning into a nightmare. He's planning on leaving, but his 'boss' has other ideas.

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