This is a Rich and Alo friendship drabble which was requested by fiac—s.
The prompt: Alo and Rich role play until they are interrupted by a dog.
Rich was standing in his front yard wearing knight armor, a small shield, and a sword. Alo was also standing in the front yard only his face was covered in white make up and had fake blood spattered about. He was also wearing a torn up and blood stained medieval peasant costume.
“Richaroo, man. Not sure about this a medieval zombie apocalypse. You have a sword and I have my powers of groaning persuasion. Seems a bit unfair, don’t it?” Alo was looking at Rich with a serious face on.
“Alo, mate. I’m protecting my kingdom from the likes of you. Of course I have my fucking sword. If I fail you eat my insides. I say it’s fair.” Rich said with a nod raising his eyebrows at his friend.
Alo then put his arms out in front of him making inaudible zombie sounds. Coming closer to Rich.
“I am Sir Richard. I command you to stop at once or I will end you.” Rich said in an authoritative voice.
Alo continued making his zombie sounds inching closer to Rich. Rich planted his feet in defensive pose and held up his sword as if to strike. Alo kept coming and Rich took the opportunity to strike Alo across the chest with his sword. Alo screamed in pain and fell to the ground.
“FUCK MY BALLS RICH!! Not so fucking hard.” Alo was rolling around on the grass clutching his chest as Rich looked down upon him trying to hide his smile.
“That’s Sir Richard…peasant. I gave you warning and yet you did not obey.” Rich continued in his authoritative voice.
Alo grabbed Rich’s foot and tugged causing Rich to fall down. They both began to wrestle as they both called one another names while laughing. Until they both heard growling. They looked up and saw a pit bull standing on the other side of the yard. Both of them scrambled up as quick as they could. The dog began to run and without thinking they both began to run.
“WHAT THE FUCK?!!?” Alo screamed.
“It’s the fucking neighbor’s dog. Fucking medieval fucking costume.” Rich said frustrated as he threw his shield and sword on another neighbor’s lawn to make it easier to run. The dog was still right behind them.
“Oh now you agree that the medieval zombie apocalypse was a shit idea.”
“No…it was slowing me down you dick. This way!” Rich started to lead them to a fenced off area. Rich climbed the fence and was able to make it over. Alo however was halfway up as the dog grabbed the hem of his peasant outfit.
“I’m STUCK. I’m going to die.” Alo screamed with panic in his voice.
Rich looked around for something and found a rock. He chucked it at the dog and Alo was able to pull himself over the fence.
Rich looked over at Alo and began to double over in laughter. The area of the peasant costume that should be covering his ass was gone. Alo realized this himself and also began to laugh hysterically.