Bean is sinking rapidly into lalaland as she continues to lean into him. Her brain has leapt ahead of her hooves and gone gallivanting off without the rest of her body on all the adventures that she anticipates having with him. She can feel the faint hum of excitement building up inside of her and it feels a lot like an itch in need of a good scratching.
What’s got you all excited?
Bean jerks against Clegane; gosh, how could she have forgotten about the damn goat? It had gone from goatling to grown and become more of a nuisance, but she had escaped it for a little while until now. She looks frantically to the left then the right and spots the little monster moving towards her at a plucky goat-trot and she groans.
How on earth was she going to explain this to the stallion beside her? By now, she’s certain that he has caught sight of the small hairy goat making its way towards them and must be wondering what on earth a goat is doing there, let alone one that is much hairier than Bean is and has a lengthy chin-beard growing. An exasperated snort escapes her as she cranes her head up to Clegane with pleading eyes.
“Now’s the time that I should mention that I’ve got a unique situation… see that ah goat there?” she gestures to Snjor with a flip of her nose as the goat stops right in front of them, eyeing the stallion up and down with what looks like disapproval on his goat-face. “Somehow we’re linked together and I know this sounds strange, but I can hear him in my head!”
You make it sound like that’s a bad thing…
It is, you little brat!
Bean shows her teeth to the goat who just emits a disgruntled bleat and resumes chewing his cud while staring the little brown mare down. She plants her hooves firmly in front of her (but splayed) as she lowers her head to snort menacingly at the shaggy pest. Remembering that Clegane must be finding all of this strange, she straightens up and flashes him a smile.
“I should introduce him, this is Snowball.” and she has to clamp her mouth shut to keep from laughing as the goat lets out a louder bleat of disgruntlement. She wants to laugh so bad it makes her stomach hurt from holding it all in. But it was the least she could do as far as returning the embarrassment to the goat, not that he cared much anyway. Bean did, but the two bickered like there was no tomorrow!
Damn goat came and ruined the lovely memory that Clegane was recounting to her and she wanted so badly to see a thousand or more sunsets with him and smell the wildflowers that blew across the distance to them. It all sounded so peaceful and magical! It’s like a strange little secret he shares with her, and she forgets all about the goat in that moment, seeing the picture that he painted her with his words.
“It sounds amazing!” and she’s about to shout more words of encouragement and excitement but the goat stamps his cloven hoof, drawing her attention back to it. She tries to shake the conversation he wants to start out of her head and shoots the goat a disapproving glare that stops his antics short. He’ll come too because well, he can’t not come with them, turning their twosome into an oddball threesome that makes Bean want to send the goat back to wherever it is he came from.
She refrains; too caught up in the way Clegane leaps into motion and she’s starstruck again by how handsome he is. His laughter rings in her ears more than his question does; it’s infectious and she’s laughing too, delighted to see him so animated and thrilled at the prospect of seeing things together. “No I haven’t but it sounds pretty!” Because to Bean, most things are pretty and even poppy was such a pretty word as she said it over and over again in her head.
(What she didn’t say was how pretty he looked just talking about poppies, and poppies be damned as long as he looked this way for the rest of forever!)
She smiled and even spread her cheer to the goat, telling him to come along via that weird mindlink they shared as she pranced up alongside Clegane and added her laughter to his. “Let’s go then!” Bean is eager to frolic with him and see that handsome face smile all the time. She feels as giddy as a foal in springtime at the prospect of this new venture and with someone as cute as him! So much so in fact, that she doesn’t even mind the antagonistic little goat that will surely trail them.
@[Clegane] now they can go live happily ever after in the pampas with her goat lmfao ❤️❤️❤️