What's your problem?!

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
Oh damn, Michel gets in the way. XD

Previous to our RP is here: fav.me/d6qwvqz





Story:
Carter was taken aback at Leonie's behavior when he was confronted by the girl. He felt his anger crawl up the back of his neck and fists start to form.

"Excuse me?" the blond said in a thick Italian accent, his voice raising.

"You heard me. What are you doing here." Leonie replied, folding her arms across her chest as the man came towering over her. She planted her feet, giving herself strength against what might come if she pisses off the hothead anymore.

Carter walked towards her getting in her face.

"What gives you any right to talk to me like that, bitch!? I am here to fucking work and you are getting in my face!" He growled.

"You and your fat horse are distracting Smoke from his Olympic training!" She sneered back at Carter, getting right back into his face. "I think you should leave and let us continue to be a high class facility." Leonie said, her french accent perposely belittiling the man.

He shook his head at her, mouth open as she stood infront of him. Carter jutted a finger in the womans face. "Why the fuck are you blaming me for not being able to handle your horse! You say he's in Olympic training, but I don't see an Olympic quality rider in front of me! How about you step aside and let a real trainer actually train a horse!"

Leonie's face went red as she was shocked at what Carter just said.

By this time, Michel had come from the mares side of the barn once he heard the commotion. He stepped behind Carter placing a hand on his shoulder and one on the arm that wasn't pointing at the woman.

"Come on, Carter, it's not worth a fight," he stated, pulling gently. Carter eased up at the older mans touch, letting him pull back. Michel shot the visibly upset woman a look. "Go grab lunch or something, Leonie, take a break." He didn't let go of the blond until they were out of sight of Leonie.

Carter paced the mares isle for a few seconds before stopping at Vita's new stall. He stroked her head, combing out her forelock with his hand. Michel felt bad for the young man. He had heard that Carter Rizzo had a pretty bad life before coming to Europe, but wasn't very sure of what happened.

"Carter-" Michel started, but was cut off.

"Who the fuck does she think she is? Talking to me like that when she can't even control her own horse? That's not my fucking problem. If she needed help, she could just fucking ask!" Carter turned to Michel, ranting to the older man and visibly upset.

Michel sighed, and leaned against Vita's stall. "Carter, she's just upset because you came in here and caused a bit of a scene yesterday," he looked at the blond sideways, wondering if he was going to explode at him. Instead, Carter sighed and rested his forehead against his arms on the stall. The two stood for a good few minutes before Carter straightened up and looked at the older man with sadness in his eyes.

"I've been trying, Michel. Trying to get rid of my temper, trying to do better. But it seems like every time someone helps me get better, they leave me all alone. You've been very kind to me, thank you," he paused, looking around at the stalls and horses. "If you want me to leave, just say the words and I'll be gone."

"No, Carter," the older man shook his head. "I want you to stay here with my wife and I, and work for our stable. You can stay in our guest room until the apartment above the barn is ready. It has pretty new appliances, and we are almost finished building the inside. All I ask for payment is that you work the horses that I specify. What do you say?" He raised his hand in an attempt at an agreement handshake.

The blonds mouth dropped with every word. His head was spinning and his heart swelled. Was Michel serious? Free housing, free boarding, and the ability to train horses!? He instantly grabbed his hand into a firm handshake.

"Yes!" He exclaimed, a little bit too excited. "Oh shit, I mean... I'd be more than happy to help you out in any ways you need." He said in a more calm voice before letting go.

Michel smiled at the boy and laughed a little. "Just keep trying to get better, Carter. I'm sure we will all be here for you. Even Leonie when she gets to know you," he smirked.

Carter shook his head. "Yeah right, she hates my guts. And after what I just said, I don't think she will ever forgive me!"

"You'd be surprised," Michel said, sticking his hand out to give Vita a little pat on the nose. "This also means that you will be going to the shows that my wife or I say and will be wearing and representing Blue Crystal Stables, no matter what horse you are on. We will provide everything you need for that and pay for any shows. But you will do your best-" he gave Carter a wink, "which I know isn't any trouble."

Vita nickered loudly, causing the two men to laugh. Carter became serious to the other man. "I will do the best I can, representing Blue Crystal Stables," he said. "Who would you like me to help you with first?"



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Carter (c) me
Michel & Leonie (c) ~totalrandomusername