Why the Hell Should I Wear That!?

Floid hated traveling by carriage in this world. Ever since Floid came to this world two years ago, he has been using carriages as the sole form of transport to places where his portals couldn't reach or where he needed to arrive in an official manner. Floid didn't hate carriages, they were a very sensible form of transportation and Floid knew that his carriage would never 'break down' since they were drawn by undead horses that never get tired. But damn, it was fucking uncomfortable!

Every bump and every single movement made by the horses was obvious to Floid and even though he could bare it for the first few years after coming here, he decided that he would have to do something about this. It was becoming annoying to feel like a pinball inside a carriage.

Floid turned to Alucard that was sitting opposite him and spoke up calmly.

"Remind me in two weeks to start preparations for suspensions and shock absorbers for this carriage,"