Setting : Patroclus is around five or six in this chapter and he hasn't been living with Achilles very long.
Disclaimer: ...I don't own... As always, NO SLASH.
Acknowledgements: Thank you everyone who has supported this story and sent me feedback. I would like to send out a special thank you to my new, FanFiction friend Spiritblaze! She has encouraged me a lot and beta'd this chapter. That being said, I have changed some things since she gave me feedback - all mistakes are mine.
Also, if you haven't already, feel free to reread chapter one because I reworked it not long ago.
My heart raced as I prepared for the fight. I quickly strapped the metal shin guards together, taking a moment to flex my feet - a perfect fit. Standing, I bounced a few times and let the energy run through my body
I felt good. Amazing.
Next, I grabbed the sword closest to me and twirled the hilt a few times in my hand. Finally, with a firm grasp, I lunged forward with a fierce strike. Backing up and pacing my feet I lunged forward again, this time focusing on my steps. Content with my choice of sword, I slid it into my belt.
I scanned over my choices for protection quickly, not wanting to waste time. My eyes landed on the silver shield proudly displaying the Myrmidons's symbol. My Myrmidons. I slung the shield to my back stumbling under its heavy weight.
"This will only slow me down!" I yelled loudly as I dropped the heavy shield back to the floor.
"Myrmidons, assemble for battle!" I announced as I checked my gear one more time, before pulling out my sword.
"Yes, my Lord." The voice rang out through the room, causing me to freeze. I turned slowly to face my cousin.
"Achilles?" My eyes scanned the empty room and finally landed on my cousin. He was leaning causally against the door with his arms crossed.
""Patroclus-" he replied with an amused look across his face.
"I can explain!" I blurted before I got in trouble for being in his room. I could only imagine what Achilles thought of this whole situation - me going through his stuff, trying on his armor, wooden sword in my hand, his battle shield at my feet, and talking to his (my imaginary) men.
He put up his hand to silence me, though. "Those pieces you have tied to your legs...they go on your arms." I looked down at the armor that I was once proud of and felt my ears turn red.
"However, that was very bright way to use them, Cousin." I smiled at his compliment.
He crossed the room, picking up the shield that was too heavy for me to carry with one hand. I was about to asking how he got so strong, when he spoke.
"M'Lord," he announced, and in a grand sweeping motion knelt at my side. "It would be my great honor to be your shied carrier."
"Shield carrier?" I questioned confused.
"If you will have your humble servant," Achilles replied in an odd voice. I must have looked at him like he had grown two heads because he winked at me.
I smiled back. "What's a shield carrier?"
"I will carry the shield with you to battle. And you can fight more freely this way, but still have a solid force of protection."
"You will protect me?" I questioned as I puffed out my chest like I had seen him doing so many times when talking to his men.
"Always," he replied in his normal voice, looking me straight in the face. I could read the seriousness there and thought our game was over.
"If-" he continued, picking up the shield and holding it over my head as he stood, "My Lord will have me?"
"Yes, good man, we are fighting the local wolf pack because they keep killing all the bunnies!"
"Good man? Bunnies?" he questioned in his normal voice, but I was too caught up in playing the role to care.
"Don't question your leader!"
"Of all...Bunnies," he grunted under his breath and laid the shield aside.
I nodded and faced him, trying to keep my face serious. "This is a serious problem," I informed him.
He smirked at me before dropping to his knees again with both hands clasped in front of him. "PLEASE FORGIVE ME!" he begged in a dramatic voice. I laughed out right now because I had never seen Achilles act so dramatic nor plead for anything.
I shook my head.
"Mutiny!" he yelled as he scooped me up in his arms and started tickling me. Surprised, I squealed and started kicking. His deep laugh boomed across the room as he wrestled me to the bed.
"No! I am Achilles, you can't make me leave. I'll feed you to the lions."
What?" He paused and looked down at me.
"Well not the lions...that was just a joke..." I muttered out wondering if I had hurt his feelings.
"Patroclus, you can feed me to the lions in minute. Well...if you can catch me." He paused again and I wondered what I had said to make him stop acting.
"You're pretending to be me?"
"Of course," I answered blankly. I thought that was obvious.
He gave me an odd look as he stood up from where he had been sitting on the bed. "I thought-" his voice trailed off and I must have looked at him weirdly because he finally smiled.
"It's good to see you being a kid again, Cousin." He recovered, and I didn't have to be an adult to understand what he meant - I had been really sad ever since my parents were killed and I was sent here to live with Achilles.
I nodded and he poked me in the ribs, making me giggle again. "Alright, bedtime," he announced.
"Aww, Achilles!" I frowned. "Next time I'll be King Agamemnon."
He laughed his rich laugh before shaking his head at me. "Pushing your luck, hmm?"
I grinned slowly as a sneaky thought crossed my mind. ""I guess I am tired." I said and shrugged, hoping he wasn't on to my plan.
Now it was his turn to look at me weird. "Really?" he asked dryly and I was sure he had figured out my plan.
I offered him a smile and he nodded slowly, turning around. I waited for the exact moment and sprang.
"MUTINY!" I echoed the same words he had said earlier as I landed on his back.
"Umph," he grunted his surprise and I giggled madly.
"You better hold on, Little Cousin!" He called after he recovered and then he began spinning in fast circles.
"TO THE LIONS!" I wrapped my arms around his neck, trying not to fall as he twirled faster.
"Never!" My head was becoming dizzy and I was laughing so hard that I thought I might lose my grip.
"You learn quick, little cousin," he chuckled, coming to a quick stop. One hand reached up to loosen my grip on his neck while the other grabbed my foot. I squealed as he swung me from his back in one quick motion. I was now hanging by one arm and one leg in front of him. "To the lions still?" he questioned.
I giggled and tried to swing my free arm and foot at him. His laugh joined mine, and he dodged my swings before tossing me-arms flailing-on to the bed.
"Two rebels in one day," he clicked his tongue as he shook his head back and forth.
"Speaking of which, I need to walk down to the village to handle some Myrmidon business." My smile faded - not only would I have to go to bed but I would be in this home alone.
"Is someone in trouble?"
He sighed, rubbing a hand down his neck and suddenly appearing very serious. "Something like that."
I nodded, knowing that it was time for me to leave.
"Would you like to join me?"
What?" I gasped, and rolled off the bed, too excited to sit calmly.
"Unless, you are too tired..."
"No. No. I am not. I am ready!" I bounced up and down again and felt the shin/arm guards bounce with me. I forgot I was wearing those.
I bent to slide them off my foot when Achilles stopped me. "Leave them. They fit you."
My smile grew even wider as I nodded and lightly jogged to where Achilles was at the door and gave him a hug. "We're partners in crime, huh, cousin?"
"Yes, Patroclus, I do believe you are stuck with me, whether you like it or not."
A/N: So...what did you think? Since Achilles was so strict in the first chapter I wanted him to be more relaxed in this one. Did I come through or go over the top?
He is a bit of a pushover in this - I mean he didn't even scold Patch for messing around in his things. But in my mind, Patch is still getting use to living with Achilles; so Ach was just happy to have him acting like a kid again. Plus, I feel like Achilles would have a soft spot for Patch.
Also, I didn't think that Ach's shin armor would fit on Patch's legs, but thought that maybe Achielles's forearm armor might.
Please review with your thoughts, I would love to know what y'all think.
I have a couple other ideas in the works - so there is more to come.