Ludo lumbered past the rows of goblin houses and shops, his shaggy red fur billowing out slightly as he moved along at the quickest pace he could manage. Even he knew that his fastest speed was little more then a hurried gait, but he still was able to keep a significant distance between himself and the gang who were pursuing him.

He couldn't let them catch up to him. If they did, they would make him undergo the worst form of torture imaginable. Even worse then that time years ago, when he had been captured and tortured by a group of goblins.

Unfortunately, while he continuously managed evaded capture, he wasn't as lucky when it came to shaking his pursuers. There were a few times when he managed to find a place to hide from them, but just when he believed it was safe to come out of his hiding place, one of them spotted him trying to sneak away, and the chase would begin again.

The large yeti didn't have to look behind him to know that they were all wielding their weapons as they continued the chase. Growing desperate, Ludo let out a low bellow, calling for his friends, the rocks. From behind him, he could hear the startled cry as one of the rocks collided with one of them. Sparing a glance behind him, he watched as the pursuer who had been knocked down was helped to his feet again by his companions. For a very brief moment, Ludo's gentle nature nearly made him go back to see if the one who'd fallen had been hurt, but the reminder of what would happen to him if the small gang managed to catch him kept him from doing so. Instead, he took advantage of this moment to make a getaway.

As Ludo rounded the corner, his fear instantly gave way to happiness upon seeing his friend Sarah, sharing a small picnic lunch with her brother, Toby, at the base of the Goblin City's fountain. Sarah would keep him safe. There was no doubt in his mind. She'd protect him from the people who were chasing him, the way she'd protected him when they first met. She wouldn't let them take him away to torture him. He was safe now!

"Sarah!" Ludo rumbled as he plodded over to his caring friend. "Ludo in danger!"

"Danger?" Sarah asked, getting to her feet with a frown of concern. "What's wrong, Ludo? What kind of danger?"

"Ludo being chased," the yeti whimpered, pointing behind him with a shaggy arm. "Ludo get tortured! Sarah save Ludo!"

"Oh, stop exageratin', you silly beast!" Sarah, Toby and Ludo all looked over at the sound of the familiar scratchy voice that scolded the yeti. In doing so, they were able to see Hoggle, Stacey, Sir Didymus, and Wayne all standing a short distance away. Hoggle and Stacey were both holding garden sheers, and Wayne was carrying a large dog brush.

"Show some courage, my brother!" Sir Didymus spoke up. "We're only wishing to give ye a simple bath and grooming."

"And a little haircut wouldn't hurt," Wayne added. "Your fur's been getting a bit too shaggy, Ludo."

Sarah looked over at the trembling Ludo, needing to hold back a laugh at how terrified the prospect of a bath and haircut made him.

"Aw, come on Ludo," Sarah spoke gently. "Would you feel better if I held your hand while they 'torture' you?" Ludo took a while to think about it, looking between Sarah and the group of would-be groomers.

"Yeah," Ludo finally nodded, accepting Sarah's extended hand. If she was going to be there with him, maybe the bath wouldn't be so terrible.