Alfred pulled the trailer into the driveway, jumping out of the driver's side. "Hello?" He called out, waiting for the owner of the stables to come out.

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Chelsea came jogging out of her small house, and down to the driveway, where a young man, not much older than her, waited by his trailer. Ah. You must be Alfred? She asked. She'd gotten his sign up, and had sent a letter of acception a day or two ago.

"Yep. That's me." He said, now making his way to the trailer door, unlocking it and opening it waiting for Dolly to come on out of the trailer.

Dolly walked down the ramp, and looked around. Is this where you live? It's nice. She said. Her eyes locked on Chelsea. Who is that? She said, giving Chelsea a venomous look.

Chelsea's hand flew to her mouth. She'd never seen a horse like that before. Trying to ignore the dirty look, she pointed to Barn 1. That's the mare/gelding barn. I have some things to do, so I'll be with you later. She said, walking back to the house

"That is the owner of this barn..Anyway. Do you want to go in the Pasture or into the barn she was pointing to?" He asked, now waiting for Dolly's answer.

Dolly looked back at him. Why not? I want to explore. She said. She went back to looking around, liking the place more and more.

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"Well...To the barn, then?" He said, motioning for Dolly to follow again, walking towards the barn now.

Dolly followed closely behind Alfred. So, when do I ge to meet this...Arthur? She asked as they walked.

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"Whenever he gets back from his little beach walk...I wonder how long it'll take him, though. Hopefully he doesn't get drunk..Again."He said quietly, rubbing the back of his head again.

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Dolly nodded. Hm. Maybe we should get him to stop drinking? It seems to concern you. She said.

"Ohh trust me. Once he gets drunk, he loses it. Hell..He'd start stripping until he was wearing just a black skirt.." At that point, Alfred was nosebleeding a little at the imagination, he then wiped his nose, embarrassed a bit.

Seeing the blood made Dolly hungry. He stomach growled a bit, but she ignored it. She'd learned to contro herself. If she ate too much, or too often she could get sick. She snorted. Oh my... She said. She almost laughed as the image ran through her mind.

"Yeah, kinda why I had a nose bleed..But I'm not gay, I swear." He said, blushing only the tiniest bit, but soon remained his normal composure.

Dolly glanced sideways at him. Mhmm. She said. They were almost to the barn, and she was excited to see her new home.

"I am straight, trust me." By now, he had gotten embarrassed again, but he was kinda glad that they were almost to the barn.

Dolly chuckled. Ok, ok, I believe you. She saw a small cat run into the barn, and she made a hissing sound. She hated cats. She ate them for dessert. They were annoying as Hell, but they tasted delicious.

"Looks like you dislike cats..Yet you hiss like one." He said with a slight chuckle, of course, just kidding about it.

Dolly laughed. You just had to get back at me, huh? She said. If she found that cat in the barn, it would become a meal. So long as it didn't belong to anyone.

"Yeah..But still. Since I just figured that you're a carnivore, you shouldn't eat that cat..It might belong to someone." He murmured quietly to Dolly.

Dolly looked at him. I was planning in figuring it out. By the way it's all matted and such, I doubt it. She said.

"Well, it could only be all matted because it's probably a barn cat, and it eats barn mice." Alfred pointed out, but not in an irritating way.

Dolly made a coughing sound. Barn cats are only used for catching mice. Besides, I could take over that job. I don't mind a few mice. She said with one of her sinister smiles.

"Still, it'd be respectful to not, uh, eat the cat.." He said, not scared still, but just nervous about the owner of the barn possibly getting a bit angry.

Dolly sighed. FIne. I won't eat the stupid cat. They'd reached the barn, and she walked inside. It was slightly messy, but spacious, which was good enough for her.

"This place is kinda neat, now that you said it was fancy." Alfred said with a slight chuckle again, glancing around. "But just a bit messy.." He said, glancing down at the stalls, and in them, of course casually glancing at the floor itself.