A/N- Sorry for how short this is but there will be others. I'm going to be releasing something like this for Christmas... that is if I can be bothered to write it. Anyway hope you enjoy this as I realised that Martyn, Strippin and Toby don't have that many fan fictions together. Strictly Yogscast.

Stay Awesome ~Amy~

There was once a small village, and outside that village were fields in which the farmers grew their crops. In one of these fields lived three goats. Their names were: Sam, Martyn and Toby. They had been eating from the same field for quite a while now, but the grass they had been chewing on was getting thin and looked as if it was about ready to die. Toby looked over at another field which he did quite often and noticed how green the grass was. Martyn and Sam both noticed him looking and walked to where he stood. "Now that is some grass." Martyn said walking down the hill that the field was on. "How are we going to get over it? That bridge is guarded by the dwarf remember." Toby said running to catch up with him and Sam. Sam nodded in a way only a goat could and formed a plan with the others.

The net morning they all walked down to the line of trees before the bridge. "Remember the plan?" Sam asked. Toby and Martyn nodded. Toby walked over to the bridge and started to walk over it when a dwarf with a ginger beard jumped up. "OI! What are you doing on my bridge?" He asked. Now, the dwarfs name was in fact Honeydew, but no one really remembered that. Toby shuffled but held his ground. "I'm walking over the bridge to get to the green grass on the other side." He said. Honeydew shook his head.

"No one ever walks over my bridge. I may just have to eat you up." He said walking towards Toby.

"You don't want to eat me. After all, my brother will be here in a moment and he's bigger. He'll make a much better meal." The dwarf nodded.

"Very well. I will let you pass." He said letting Toby, who just so happened to be the smallest goat, pass. Toby ran onto the fresh grass as the dwarf slipped back under his bridge.

A short time later Martyn a.k.a. the medium sized goat walked onto the bridge and once again Honeydew jumped out. "And what do you think you're doing on my bridge. I'm might as well eat you up." Martyn shook his head.

"Ah but you see, that would a waste of valuable belly space. You see my older brother will be here soon and he's even bigger than I am. You wouldn't want to eat me and not be able to eat him." Honeydew nodded and let Martyn pass once again crawling back under his bridge.

When Sam finally walked onto the bridge Honeydew jumped and screamed. "Get off my bridge or I'll eat you." Sam chuckled to himself and ran towards Honeydew, his horns pointing right at him. With a sudden jerk Honeydew was tossed high into the air as Sam joined his two brothers on the lush green field.

They were happily munching away when they heard a splash come from the river. Toby trotted over and saw Honeydew dead. He nodded and walked back over to his brothers. To this day none of the villagers know what happened to the dwarf, but when they came by the next morning they found a small pool of honeydew on the bridge and decided to name the bridge Honeydew. All three goats were pleased as they continued to munch on the lush green grass with a multitude of new goat friends.

The End.