A young  peasant working in the fields of his lord's land is muttering to himself. 

"Work work work! That's all I do! I've never been out of this land, and I want to see the world. I'm sure I'd be reliable with the LADIES!"

"Peasant, are you almost done plowing the fields?" A high-pitched voice called.  

Another thing, Peasant thought, my name is Peasant! Who names their kid that?!?!? My parents. It's like naming Lady Sharquesha, Lady Rich Girl!  "YES!!!!!"

"Then come and get washed up! Father Peasant has caught a big pheasant for us peasants to eat!"

Mr. Peasant was ready to end his time as a lowly peasant. He would be the greatest, most famous person ever! As he dusted his hands off on his grubby shorts, his blond hair fell in his face. "I need a haircut." he muttered.

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