Oh where, oh where, oh where will I go? [open]

[Serenade]

1500, halter, saddle, and bridle included.

She had stood in this stall for quite sometime, and Fireworks was itching to get out and just stretch her legs a bit. The other workers were just too busy to get to her, as prospective buyers and more valuable horses were everywhere. Fireworks was not a high priority, just a run-of-the-mill family horse, a pet, yet a talented one that was quiet. At least, her personality was quiet. Her coloring was loud, definitely attention grabbing when she wasn't shut up in a stall. Fireworks dipped her head, playing with the catch of the door, trying to find a way to get attention so she could get out, just a walk around, or just set loose in a little paddock. She wouldn't mind what, just something! She was so bored. Other horses were being led to and fro, while others were being loaded onto trailers, some being led back into stalls. One inquisitive gelding leaned his head across his stall to investigate Fireworks. The Appaloosa mare playfully nipped him, and he snorted in return, turning his attention from her to another, for he was obviously not in the mood to play. Fireworks pawed the sawdust on the floor of her stall, anxious and restless. Would no one come to let her out and play? Someone! How much did it take to get some human's attention? Apparently a lot.

[Nevvy]

What was I doing here? I already had two horses, two great horses. Fuego was crazy which took care of the adventurous part, and Sweets was caring, which took care of the familial part. However Sweets I could not ride, she was more for children, like my wonderful daughter Eve. I wonder how she really is doing, seeing as I haven't seen her in forever it felt like. Every time I thought about her a knife seemed to stab me in the heart, but whenever I was around Sammie she helped stop the pain a little bit. I walked up and down the aisles, seeing all these wondrous horses and run-down ponies that would probably not find a home but instead be taken to a horrid slaughter house. No matter how much I wish I could save them, I know that I cannot. Slowly, I glanced into each stall, looking for the one horse that might grab me and keep me there, but none did that. I didn't dare walk into the stallions' section, that might be the worst. All those hormones running around and dominance trying to get through. Not only that but all the mares, ugh I don't even want to think about it. I ran my hand through my jet black hair, ready to go before I stopped, hearing the rustle of a horse in a stall. Impatient, are we? I asked, walking slowly over, putting my tanned hand out for her to sniff. I looked for a sign or something for this pretty Appy. What's your name pretty girl? I asked with a smile. Maybe she would fit in to my little band of rascals.

[Serenade]

A person! Would he let her out to play? She hoped so. Boy did she hope so. The hand that was stretched forward was instantly covered in licks before Fireworks moved her head up to nuzzle him, examining him. He smelled interesting, like other horses. Stretching forward, Fireworks put her muzzle near his face, breathing in and out, blowing playfully in his face before pulling back a bit. Retracting her head, she played with the latch again, indicating that she wanted out and she wanted out now. A worker passing by noticed this and pushed her head back into the stall, lightly tapping her nose with his hand. Fireworks let out a little squeal, tossing her head and stamping in protest. The worker smiled. None of that. You'll get out in a little bit. Patience is a virtue. About to walk away, the worker noticed the man standing by the stall. Can I help you? Are interested in her? Fireworks stuck her head back out of the stall, pushing her forehead against the man who was giving her attention, rubbing up and down against his bicep, affectionate as she was.

[Nevvy]

I shook my head. Oh dear, she and Fuego might be too much for me. I wiped my hand on my jeans, rolling my eyes. Did I have to be covered in kisses? My other horses might get a little jealous. I felt her warm breath against my face before tickling her nose. A worker passed by and pushed her back in her stall, and I was a little disappointed. I was having fun with her. Finally, the worker talked to me. Si, what's her name? How much? I would have to take it from the money I was saving up for a lawyer, but I figured once I got Eve back she'd love her as much as I already did. I stepped away a little to keep her from getting my shirt dirty and being pushed over and rubbed her forehead before pulling playfully at her forelock. Oh yes, I was a goner. I was a goner the second I stopped.

[Serenade]

Fireworks bobbed her head, a little disappointed at being walked away from a bit, but was pleased that he was still giving her attention. She was like a happy, loving dog, all love and attention. The worker scratched her nape, and she tugged his sleeve, ecstatic that she had all this attention to herself. Her registered name is Fantastic Fireworks. We all just call her Fireworks. Her color certainly matches her name. 1500 negotiable, saddle, bridle and halter included. Family brought her here, didn't have enough money to take care of her. They said she is the biggest love, content to just lean on you all day. As you can see, it's pretty true. The worker took a step back too as Fireworks tried to pull the same on him, trying to push him over with her head. She loved people, she was just an over-sized puppy looking for all the love she could get. Fireworks did not like being here, in this place, where she was usually ignored in favour of horses that demanded more attention, and were worth more. She was just a run of the mill pet. There were horses here with real professions, real talents. She was just a backyard companion. Would this man take her to a home where she could be loved? Fireworks turned her large liquid chocolate eyes on him, reaching to tug his shirt, wanting him to love her.

[Nevvy]

I listened to him, watching the mare. I wanted to make sure that I wasn't going to be attacked by love. 1500? That's 500 for each, less actually. It seemed with all that it should be more, however I wasn't in the mood to bargain or put more on. It was going to be nice, having saddle and bridle right there and not having to go and buy them. Buying them would be even more expensive. I quickly backed up, hoping I wasn't about to trip over someone or a horse. A horse would be very very bad. Hey, none of that. I caught a laugh in my throat, trying to stay serious. I'll take her. I finally said, no debate between me and myself needed. Sweets might not like her, depending on her attitude around her. Sweets was easygoing. Fuego on the other hand, they might like each other depending on the amount of energy between the two. But would I have to deal with dominance issues? Oh I hoped not, but they'd have to bicker it out between the two of them like siblings. I pulled out my checkbook, already feeling the hefty decline in my bank account as I wrote it out and the tear of the check out of the book finalized it. Fireworks was now mine.

[Serenade]

The worker reached forward with a smile, taking the check. At last, his favourite horse had been sold. He felt so bad for the affectionate Appy mare. She desperately wanted a home, and she was so sweet that is was hard to see her passed over time and again. Thank you, sir. Let me go get her stuff. Her halter is on, lead is hanging right on the hook there. You can take her out, seeing as she's yours and she just might break down the door is she doesn't get out soon. A sloppy salute was thrown, and the worker trotted away heading for the offices and the tack room to get the saddle and bridle. Fireworks played with her latch again, understanding a bit what just happened. Seeing the lead, having watched where the worker pointed, she reached for it, taking it in her teeth and tossing her head with it in her mouth. She knew what it was for. And she wanted her person to take it and let her out so she could stretch her legs. He wouldn't regret buying her, no siree. And she couldn't wait to show him what she could do, and what a good horse she was. Would he just please let her out!

[Nevvy]

I looked over at my new horse and a chuckle was released. This was not a horse. She was a basket case. Alright, alright, we'll go out. Maybe I would let her out in one of those paddocks out there really quickly just so she gets some of her frantic energy out before having to put her in the trailer. But then it would be just a quick jaunt to the barn then she could have all the grass she could ever want and all the space to be her own little basketcase. I grabbed the lead line and entered the stall. Alright girly, lets get you out of your own personal prison. I quickly clipped the lead line on her before scooting out and then opening the door wide. I quickly led her down the aisle to the outdoors, looking for an open paddock. Finding one, I led her in, shutting the gate behind us and letting her loose.

[Serenade]

She was out! Slipping out into the aisle, she danced beside her new owner as he led her to a paddock nearby, where he let her loose. Freedom! Reaching to give him a shove with her nose, she took off into a fast canter, kicking up her heels and leaping upwards. She happily stretched her legs, extending them pretty far forward as she loped along, a happy sigh escaping her. Running straight at one of the fences, she cut a short stop before wheeling on her hind limbs and racing the other way, doing the same thing. Seeing her new owner, she ran right at him, charging recklessly before skidding to a stop and standing in front of him. She snorted, and walked closer, circling him, her loudly spotted hide glinting in the sunlight with health. She was so happy. She had a new person, and she was ecstatic. A loud thump caught her attention. The worker had returned with her tack and was watching the two of them. With a high sound, she trotted to the fence, shoving the worker with her nose. He laughed and rubbed her face before shoving her head away and lightly smacking her rump with his hand. With a squeal, she took off again, running the fence before coming back to her new owner, standing very close by him and reaching to nuzzle him, seeking and giving affection in droves.

[Nevvy]

I took a quick step forward, almost falling from being shoved. Affection was nice, but hers seemed to be hazardous. Ah well, she was happy and right now that was all that mattered. I watched as she became almost a blur it seemed, running as if her life depended on it. From her turns, it seemed she might be a good Western horse, maybe barrels. I watched as she came straight at me, but I kept myself there, crossing my arms over my chest, staring at her. She would not dare run me over, the person who just gave her her freedom. She stopped what seemed to be just feet from my death and I circled with her, a little wary about what her little evil genius mind could be going over. I trusted her, to an extent at the moment. Even big dogs didn't know their own strength. I glanced over as she left me, noticing the tack that was now mine. Excitement coursed through me as I thought about it. Riding her. Would she have just as much energy? Could I trust her with Eve, or even with Sammie with her broken hand? I figured I could. She came back to me and I scratched her right behind the ears before tugging at her mane playfully and then walking over to the worker. Are you sure this is a horse? I asked, checking out the tack, making sure that it had everything and I wouldn't have to go to the tack shop, although I might.

[Serenade]

Fireworks followed her person to the fence, nuzzling the worker as he rubbed her nose. The man let out a laugh as he watched the buyer check out the Western saddle and the headstall. I'm not too sure. Giant puppy comes to mind while looking at her. But she hasn't been out since yesterday, so she has a little too much energy right now. He watched him for a moment and spoke again. It's all there, and all in good condition. He gave Fireworks a pat on the cheek before saying something else. As for her, she's very safe under saddle. I've ridden her a few times here, to make sure she was safe, after what the family told me. Likes the kids that go running around here too. Her color attracts them and she just gives them a sniff and a nudge. The family that had her had kids, and said they allowed the kids alone with her, both on the ground and on her back. Not that she doesn't have any fire in her. He laughed again. Fireworks left the two of them for a moment, investigating all around her before circling back to stand beside her person, shifting her weight to lean a bit on him, though she was ready to pull back in case she knocked him over by accident. She loved constant contact with her people, and tried to be as careful as possible with them, knowing they were smaller and broke easier than she did.

[Nevvy]

I nodded and listened, getting all my questions answered. I grabbed the bridle and threw it over my shoulder before hefting the saddle off the fence. Well I think it's time to get you back home. I said, balancing the saddle on my arm to stroke her neck quickly before walking out of the paddock, making sure to lock it before walking quickly to my trailer, diving through the cars and horses all around. I moved a few things around, but before long I was back in the paddock, ready to grab her. I didn't think she would have any trouble the trailer, not the way she acted. Now Fireworks, unfortunately you cannot ride in the passenger seat... I stated, clipping on her lead line and leading her out, looking behind to see a Mustang gelding be led in. I watched where I was going this time, making sure I wasn't skirting around moving cars. Finally, we were at the trailer and I opened it up, clicking and walking into the trailer, hoping she would follow easily.