[PRP- Honesty] Words on a Page [Adagio Act x Mucho]

[BlueEyedMelloon]

Adagio finished her lift, and rolled back down to the ground with a thwump. She laid on the mat for a few seconds, breathing heavily. This whole thing wasn't easy, trying to be a gymnast. It didn't help that the foals in her class were way above her as far as technique. She grumbled, rolled off the mat and threw a towel over she shoulders. Maybe she wasn't cut out to be in gymnastics.

She trudged home, seeing a plethora of tents that marked the circus. What would they do if she didn't have a talent? Would they kick her out? Or worse, separate her from her brother?

The earthy kid walked past one tent, then another, peeking in the flaps. She finally stopped at a tent that had rustling inside. Sticking her head in, she saw stacks of papers lining the walls. Newspapers! One page fluttered open with the wind and she stared at it.

[FrostyPeaches]

Mucho was laying belly down on a gym mat for acrobats to flop on while he was reading today's newspaper in front of him. He had already finished his routine if lifting heavy weights and lifting other little foals when he was allowed to, and for now, he was just helped around the circus peeps out spotting others as they did stunts that involved being thrown in the sky or doing cartwheels.

The weather was nice as the rays of sunshine seeped in through the tents' hard plastic covers. The wind too felt nice to stroll by inside the tent before it died down.

He was really into the mystery section of the newspaper and wondered how some phonies can steal things and never to be found by the police or security guards in this place. His eyes went wider as he read that there was a thief running about still not locked behind bars and, believe it or not, had a tear drop under one of their eyes! MuchoMacho gasped a few times when reading the rest of the column, almost messing it up with his sweaty hooves. He could feel the adrenaline inside his body about to burst out. "Wow I hope they can catch her or him!" he shouted towards the newspaper.



@BlueEyedMelloon


WORDS HERE OF A THOUSAND APOLIGIES CUZ I FEEL TERRIBLE REPLYING LATE

[BlueEyedMelloon]

Adagio knew that the characters were creating words, but she couldn't make heads or tails of what it said. Taking another step into the unknown tent, she placed a hoof on the page so it wouldn't flutter, sticking her nose incredibly close in hopes of gleaning meaning from the text. But the words were like a smooth wall, with no foothold for her to begin the climb.

Sighing, she let the page flutter, going fully into the tent to explore. Whoever lived here liked to read. There were so many words! She was entranced...

Until she heard a shout! Adagio Act gasped, bouncing backwards and knocking into a precarious pile of pages. They tumbled to the ground, over her backside and making the unmistakable shwish shwush of sheets rubbing together before hitting the bottom of the tent with a thump.

Adagio froze, afraid to move and cause a further avalanche.

@FrostyPeaches I also failed on replying but HERE IT IS!