User blog:Redknight910/The Carros Band Adventure one: The Goblin's chase.

 “I blame you for this!” Tyson screamed as he ran, sparing a glare for Peter every few steps.

 “Well I blame you!” He shouted back.

 “You groped her tit!”

 “You dared me to!”

 “Shut up and run!” Damien butted in, looking at the gang of goblins running after them.

 “Ladies, he’s already married!” He tried to yell at them. They completely ignored his cry.



 “Ah, that’s the stuff.” Sam was sitting at an open air noodle shop set up on the main street with Hui. “It’s so hard to get good noodles this far from Zip.” The two were happily eating when the other three ran past.

 “Was that…” Hui watched them as they went, then watched the goblins run past too. She looked at Sam.

 “Not our problem.” They said in unison, continuing with their noodles. A hobgoblin waddled past shortly after, tripping over her own weight, before righting herself and continuing again. Sam sighed.

 “You think they’ll be alright?” He watched the mob of goblins turn a corner, following the other three.

 “Well, worst case scenario is that Serah finds them and they’ve got Damien pinned.” Sam nodded, taking another slurp.

 “Or Willow finds out Peters not where he’s meant to be…” The two exchanged quick glances, then paid for their meals and bolted off after their friends. Peter and Tyson had ducked into a warehouse and stuffed themselves into a crate. They’d lost Damien in the chase, but the goblins didn’t seem to notice when he’d veered off and bolted down an alley.

 They heard the door burst open and several small footsteps enter. “Oh, I don’t see them anywhere!” One whined.

 “Are you sure they came in here?” Another asked.

 “They did! I saw the tall one’s cloak. Spread out and search.” They cast panicked glances at each other while trying to keep their breathing calm. They heard the door fly open again, except this time they also heard splintering wood and a loud thump.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Where are they?” A curious voice called, somewhat deeper than the others.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “We’re looking boss.” A voice called from a short distance away.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Oh, okay.” The crate they were hiding in creaked, and a loud ‘thump’ shook the side. “Ahh.” Came a relaxed sigh, the hobgoblin drifting off to sleep against the crate.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Hide in the crate, leave when they get bored, great idea genius!” Peter growled quietly at Tyson.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “How was I supposed to know the hobgoblin would catch up so fast?” There was a grunt and they both covered each other’s mouths. There was a crash at the back of the warehouse and Peter’s eyes went wide. They both mouthed the same word. Willow.

<p class="MsoNormal"> When there were no continuing crashes, they both let out a sigh of relief. Dealing with a gang of goblins was one thing, dealing with an upset wurm and half a towns worth of damage was another. Then they heard the hobgoblin yawn.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Have we found them yet?” She asked groggily.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “No, ma’am.” One of the others answered.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Why nooooooot?” She whined, and they felt something being lifted off of the crate. “What’s taking so long.” She whined again, and they were suddenly sent sprawling as the hobgoblin’s oversized club and disproportionate strength splintered the crate they had hidden in and slammed both of them into a wall. The hobgoblins face split into a dopey grin, her blue eyes twinkling.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “FOUND THEM!” She yelled, slamming herself into Peter. Sam and Hui burst just as she began trying to get their pants off.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Wait!” Sam shouted, getting all of the little goblins attention. “You… Really need to… Let him go.” He puffed, trying to regain his breath after the sprint.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “No!” The hobgoblin pouted.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “He’s married to a wurm, and if he doesn’t get home soon, she’s going to come here, break down everything in her way, and take him home.” Hui responded, looking over her shoulder for emphasis.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Hmm… Girls, huddle.” The goblins all gathered together and started whispering, the hobgoblin coming in a moment later. As they debated, Peter and Tyson slowly made their way over to Sam, jumping when the girls pulled their heads back up.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Okay, come on you!” They grabbed Peter.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Wha- Wait, where are you taking me?!” He shouted as he was dragged out of the warehouse.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “To your wife, then we’re going to ask if we can have you for the day.” One answered cheerily.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Wh- Wait, Sam help me!” Sam’s only action was to step to the side to let them pass. Tyson laughed and waved, until some grabbed him too.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “He- Hey! I’m not the one you wanted. SAM!” Sam smiled as the two were dragged away.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Next time, stay out of trouble!” He shouted, watching the two struggle in the small women’s grasps.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Is it safe?” Another voice whispered from nearby.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Um… Yeah?” Sam said, raising an eyebrow. Damien cautiously stepped out of an alley, looking around.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Phew, I’m not playing babysitter again.” He muttered, still warily looking around.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Shall we go back now?” Hui asked. “We’ve got another bowl of noodles already waiting for us.” Sam nodded, and Damien gave them a plaintive look.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Yes, you can come too.” He let out a relieved sigh.

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<p class="MsoNormal"> Several hours later the three, now four since Serah had found them, were still sitting at the noodle bar when Peter staggered back, being supported by Willow and one of the goblins.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Hi guys!” Willow yelled cheerily. “It’ll be okay, Lucy, I can take care of him.” The goblin nodded and let go of his leg.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Okay, me and the girls will catch you two some other time.” She pattered away down the packed dirt street. Peter groaned as they approached the bar.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “You-you’re not angry, are you?” Willow asked, the emotional dragon on the edge of tears.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “N-no… Ju-just need… Water.” Willow nodded and grabbed a large jug, holding it to his lips. For all her ditzyness she was still a capable caretaker. After he’d had some water he tried to stand, giving everyone assembled a glare.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Thanks for nothing guys. Do you have any idea how tiring a gang of goblins can be? At least I got out of a couple of them thanks to you.” He turned to Willow, who smiled at the compliment. She’d been happy to help Peter by taking care of a few of the little goblins, including giving the hobgoblin a good breast massage with her tail.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Well maybe you’ll think before going through with a dare sometime… Where’s Tyson anyway? I thought Marie would’ve had him back hours ago…” That’s when they heard a laugh. Turning they all saw Tyson, one arm around Marie and another holding a goblin on his shoulder, laughing like the child she resembled.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Hi all.” He smiled as he sat down at the table, putting the goblin on his lap.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Why are you so happy? Why aren’t you exhausted and dying of dehydration?” Peter whined.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “That’s because while you had twelve or so to deal with, I had to deal with four, including little Ginny here.” He ruffled the goblins dull pink hair, watching as she smiled and leaned into it. Marie leaned against him too, trying to get some affection. He happily wrapped and arm around her waist and squeezed her ass.

<p class="MsoNormal"> Peter groaned at the sight, Tyson happily enjoying himself while he’d been run ragged. Sam smiled mischievously.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Well, since Tyson got something good out of Peter’s suffering, I think he can pay tonight’s bill.” He handed Tyson a sheet of paper.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Wh-wha-what!? Why?” He groaned, looking at the numbers on the paper.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Because I believe in what goes around comes around. And now you don’t owe Peter for the dare.” Tyson sighed, grumblingly pulling his coinpurse out.

<p class="MsoNormal"> Damien raised a glass, broad smile on his lips. “To Tyson and Peter! The two idiots who keep getting us into trouble.” The rest of the group echoed the cheer, while the two being cheered groaned in their seats.