Talk:Kobold/@comment-27950421-20160927211329/@comment-27069434-20161030121639

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Kid cocked the trigger. "Dad, behind you!" "Oh, nice try, son, but I won't fall for tha..." the last words were drowned out by two loud booming claps. "Fine, then I'll just shoot you while you're looking at me. Jeez, dad, you cost me too much at times. Do you even know how much these beanbag rounds cost apiece?", the lad checked if his father was fine - yes, he was merely knocked out by rubber pellets fired at close range. "Hon'? Come on out, we've got to give you weresheep wool compress now and head out, or we'll be late for our appointment to the witch doctor!". This was the third time this month the kobold had cought rabbits from her march hare friend and tried humping dad's leg and had to be taken to the vet for a vaccination. Oh, well, that march hare should get better soon, but until then kobold would have to keep clear of the walking, sneezing, humping-evertyhing-that-gets-in-her-way purple bunny-girl in heat. Friggin wonderland mamono. The happier end