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for all the people that wanted to see it here’s the aptly titled poorly written ficlet i wrote a year ago called “Arthur and Tilly go fishin’ (and talk about life)

Arthur didn’t get much sleep at night.

Whether from being up to the crack of dawn running errands for Dutch and Hosea or riding Reginald up to find where John had wandered off to, he didn’t have much time for rest.

Which is why he was so particularly bothered when two small warm hands jostled the young man in his cot

“Arthur! Wake up! It’s mornin’ and Pearson made soup!”

It was Tilly. Arthur recognized the young girl’s voice from anywhere. She had only been in the gang a year now but had already made herself part of the family. She was particularly attached to Arthur for a reason he couldn’t place. Not that he really minded it. The girl was nice enough and wasn’t as rowdy as John.

“Mm… mornin’ to you too, Tilly.” Arthur grumbled out in reply, pulling himself up out of bed and stretching with the small crackle of his back. Only 22 and he felt as old as Hosea looked.

“I talked to Dutch this mornin’ and he said we need some more food for the provisions. Think we could go on another fishing trip?” Tilly asked sweetly, blinking her big eyes at him in an attempt to sway the groggy man

“I told you to quit doing that. You look silly.” Arthur grunted before exhaling a small chuckle, rumbling low in his chest and making Tilly fall into giggles

“I know. But it always works. So what’s the answer? I think I’ll actually catch one this time.”

“Sure you will.” Arthur said with an arched brown and standing to his feet “I don’t see why not. Now go ahead n’ eat before John’s hungry ass takes it all.” He said, doing a little shooing motion and watching her grin giddily and skitter away to wherever the pot of stew was cooking

~~~

“You remember how to bait a hook right?” Arthur asked, watching Tilly kick off her shoes, hike up her dress and dip her feet in the water next to Arthur, wiggling her toes in the cool water

“‘Course I do, Arthur! I’m almost 15, I can fish all by myself.” She huffed, grabbing a fishing line and a piece of bait, hooking it with minimal effort

“Well if you can very well fish on your own then why bring me here, hm? I could be getting some sleep in right now.” He grumbled, though not upset nor tired enough to deny Tilly an outing.

“Cuz I like talking to you Arthur. Mrs. Grimshaw yells too much, Dutch is always talking about his plans, and John plays too rough.” Tilly listed off, her bottom lip poking out in a small path of concentration as she reared back and casted her line into the water.

Arthur smiled proudly. She was growing up right before his eyes. Tilly was like a sister to him and he was glad she had the possibility to become a good person. Or at least a better person than he was.

“I’m the last person you wanna admire, Till.” Arthur commented dryly, casting his line into the water as well and feeling the cool water lap at his ankles.

Tilly looked up at him in shock, eyes bugged out in genuine surprise “You’re like one of the coolest people I know, Arthur! You’re not an asshole like Micah and you don’t kill people for fun like those other outlaws. How did Dutch put it… you just wanna be free. I wanna be free too… one day.”

“Don’t you feel free now?”

“I’ll feel free once Mrs. Grimshaw isn’t breathing down my neck anymore.” Tilly said matter of factly, which made Arthur laugh heartily, a true laugh that comes from the depths of your belly and warms you up.

“It’s only a matter of time, Till. Now… we’d better hush up and focus before we go back to camp emptied handed and get a lecture from Dutch.” He whispered, a small and foreign smile on the young outlaw’s lips.

Tilly nodded dutifully back, turning her eyes towards the water and leaning her weight on Arthur, head resting perfectly on his shoulder.

They both sat there for a good long while, enjoying the warm sun and gentle breeze and buzz of wildlife.

It was peaceful. Made them feel free.

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Tilly is my type of girl. She went from traveling with outlaws and living outside to bagging a lawyer. Ugh love that

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