NO ONE ASKED

If you look to your left, you will see a very thick bush and the same thing when you look to your right. Up front looks like an endless path screaming silently in the ears of those coming towards it.

 'run! run'

The path is most creepy at night. When the insects and night agents are at full strength and the shadows up front forming into different creepy things that reminds you of those horror movies you've seen before.

The same can't be said for these two knights who have known the name this path bears and can walk about it at any time of the day.

They are coming from one of their knighthood adventures. Returning like proud warriors. Legends!. As they recount the tales and all that happened on this great adventure.

"I killed Dave but he keeps standing back up". One of the Knights lamented as they continue their journey back to their kingdom.

 " I'm not even going to engage them in battle again" reported the other. "They never keep to rules" the knight concluded.

The journey back to the kingdom was a quiet one. Guess the Knights lost this time but due to the other party breaking the rules.

They soon arrive at their kingdom, let's call it home this time. But as they approached home, they began to slow down their pace. It is time to account for the days' adventure most likely by force. They know any mistake will sell them off so they decide to device an excuse. They whispered some indecipherable words to each other and started running as fast as they never had.

 "Mase!"

Someone called as they approach an old building. They keep running as fast as they can but the person in the the building hasn't finished their rant.

"This is the time you are returning home". The person shouted in a questioning tone.

 It is a she and that's Mase' mother. Mase ran straight into the old house as the other knight ran past it, to her own destination. I guess.

The inside of the house is surprisingly more beautiful than the outer side tends to show. The house seems to be well arranged. Television and some home appliances neatly arranged at a side, two single-seater chairs and one two-seater chair arranged at different angles of the room and some picture frames hung on different sides of the wall. One seems to have Mase in them with a man and woman that seems most likely to be his parents. It is the sitting room.

 That voice calls from another part of the house again and Mase ran in the direction the voice came from. He opens a door and enters where he thinks he had heard the voice. It was the kitchen. Standing in the kitchen is a woman that looks most likely to be in her late thirties. She is tall, elegant and looking at her from behind, you will notice how endowed she is and certainly too beautiful for her age.

When she turned to face Mase, her beautiful eyes scanned his dirty clothes up to down.

"So tell me, who ask you to leave this house. I told you not to ever walk that road alone again but…"

"It was not just me" he interrupted "Jane was with me". He thought that would be enough but the lashings didn't stop.

"Even at that, you both are still kids and that path, I do hear, is becoming more dangerous these days. Do you want to be kidnapped or killed or something and make us worry?" She didn't wait for him to answer the question.

"I'm sure you didn't do your homework before you went to play. You are becoming more and more stubborn these days and you have to be disciplined. You must…"

Mase stopped listening to all his mother was saying as the aroma of what she's cooking blocks his ears. His stomach is growling and he's almost drooling from the aroma of the food alone. He is a foodie. Though he never gets fat but he eats everything and anything that comes across his path.