Sniffles

Disclaimer: I don't own Ranger's Apprentice. *Runs and cries in corner* I WANNA BE A RANGER! *collapses and spasms in corner* Also, I wrote this while I had a cold.

Nobody's POV

"Will, hurry up!" cried out Halt. He rolled his eyes. This boy could be so petulant sometimes.

"Coming, Halt!" He yelled; tripping on his cloak while running around the corner and trying to strap his arm guard on at the same time.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes!"

The two men walked outside, step in step. They were going to a stakeout of the Temujai warriors today.

As they marched through the forest, Halt noticed something was amiss. But he couldn't place his finger on it. What is wrong? He thought to himself.

They sat in their blind in the forest, Halt sipping his coffee; Will drinking his hot chocolate.

Halt still heard the noise, but couldn't place his finger on it.

Sniffle. Sniffle. Sniffle.

There it was again!

Sniffle. Sniffle. Sniffle.

"Will, do you know what that abhorrently ghastly noise is?"

"No, sir!"

Halt and Will sat there for a while longer, with the odd noise continuing in the background.

Finally, Halt knew what the noise was.

"Will do you have a cold?"