“Ugh… Apple jam again?” Rat says, taking a chunk of the bread.
“Be happy that you have any food at all, ingrate.” Barber snaps.
Sleepy only chuckles at this conversation.
“I’m just sayin’, a little variety would be nice.” Rat says, and despite his whining he takes a generous dollop of the jam, “I could go for some soup. A nice hearty minestrone, or some potato and cheese… Mmm…”
“Well had you guys hadn’t botched that robbery maybe we would have something else.” Barber remarks.
Ruby quite liked the apple preserves. She had helped Barber gather apples left on the ground in the rich district, and had even sprung for some cloves and cinnamon. The mare had taught her how to make it, and they had jars and jars of it, and even though they ate it a lot she never got tired of it.
Ruby comments that she’d like a cool nickname as well. Something like Red or scarlet or the like.
“How about twerp?” Rat offers.
Ruby punches him in the arm again, and rat laughs. The filly then asks how the cops knew they were robbing the house.
“I’m not sure. Maybe they saw us break in? Maybe they even heard us. We weren’t exactly being quiet.” Sleepy says.
Ruby asks how Barber got the scar on her eye.
“Got it from playing with knives, child.” Barber says, and then motioning to her belt she says, “I see you picked up one yourself. Be careful with it, you hear?”
Ruby nods and rolls her eyes.
What does Ruby do?
——
Inventory & Spells - http://pastebin.com/D5PzFgGv