Olive Brown Alternate Ending
Fuzzy Webb hated the fact that Olive Brown was always late. He awaited the apprentice as father time was speeding up and Fuzzy wondered where the young boy was. “Sorry Fuz the rain kept me, my it might be raining cat’s and dog’s out there!”, he said opening the small wooden door. “Now boy you oughta leave the house before that storms a comin next time”, scolded the impatient old man. “Yessir”, he said and started his overdue work.
Olive’s work was to sweep and dust the old man’s collectables. “Sir I don’t understand why I must do jobs that a less than Apprentice would do” frowned the boy with a brown cap. “You are not yet wise boy”, said Fuzzy sipping his stale bitter coffee. “Wise?”, questioned the boy. “Now a wise folk would never question the word thus proves you ain’t ready for no big job”, said Fuzzy. The boy knew better than question his elders but yet he had so much he didn’t understand. “How’s your mum doing I imagine 5 kids outta put a strain on her”, chuckled Fuzzy. “She’s still standing, Pa should be home soon”, said Olive picking up the small crystal on the desk. “Now boy hurry dustin them things I got something for ya”, said Fuzzy. The boy follow the old man’s command walking toward him as he rocked in the old wooden chair that creaked every movement the wizard made. “What was it ya’ll wanted to show me”, he asked placing his hands behind his back. “I’m sending you on a job you're too receive this special water on Mount Koda” he said handing the boy a bag. Inside was a small loaf of bread with some …show more content…
cheese. “You must leave now”, said the old man. “But sir I haven’t heard of any Mount Koda”, said the boy. “You’ll find it travel to the end of them forest you’ll see the mountain that touches the sky”, said Fuzzy. The boy nodded heading for the door. “Take old Roosevelt with ya”, said the old man. “Yessir”, said the boy pushing the door open.
Roosevelt was the stubborn old mule fuzzy had since she was a fillie.
She wasn’t too fond of the young boy and didn’t like to kicked. She snorted as he approached the stall. “Now I know you hate me but I gotta take ya with me”, said Olive. She swished her tail turning her head. Olive sighed opening the wooden gate. “Now c’mere”, said Olive saddle in hands. She stomped her hooves retreating to the other end. “C’mere you mule”, said Olive chasing
her.
Olive’s work was to sweep and dust the old man’s collectables. “Sir I don’t understand why I must do jobs that a less than Apprentice would do” frowned the boy with a brown cap. “You are not yet wise boy”, said Fuzzy sipping his stale bitter coffee. “Wise?”, questioned the boy. “Now a wise folk would never question the word thus proves you ain’t ready for no big job”, said Fuzzy. The boy knew better than question his elders but yet he had so much he didn’t understand. “How’s your mum doing I imagine 5 kids outta put a strain on her”, chuckled Fuzzy. “She’s still standing, Pa should be home soon”, said Olive picking up the small crystal on the desk. “Now boy hurry dustin them things I got something for ya”, said Fuzzy. The boy follow the old man’s command walking toward him as he rocked in the old wooden chair that creaked every movement the wizard made. “What was it ya’ll wanted to show me”, he asked placing his hands behind his back. “I’m sending you on a job you're too receive this special water on Mount Koda” he said handing the boy a bag. Inside was a small loaf of bread with some …show more content…
cheese. “You must leave now”, said the old man. “But sir I haven’t heard of any Mount Koda”, said the boy. “You’ll find it travel to the end of them forest you’ll see the mountain that touches the sky”, said Fuzzy. The boy nodded heading for the door. “Take old Roosevelt with ya”, said the old man. “Yessir”, said the boy pushing the door open.
Roosevelt was the stubborn old mule fuzzy had since she was a fillie.
She wasn’t too fond of the young boy and didn’t like to kicked. She snorted as he approached the stall. “Now I know you hate me but I gotta take ya with me”, said Olive. She swished her tail turning her head. Olive sighed opening the wooden gate. “Now c’mere”, said Olive saddle in hands. She stomped her hooves retreating to the other end. “C’mere you mule”, said Olive chasing
her.