There was a Goblin King in her bedroom.
Not that she was against this situation in any way, but the fact that he was there at all was cause for no small amount of concern.
"So umm.. dare I ask why you're here? My little sister'd be a pain to try and take away..."
He sighed heavily, with the air of the long-suffering martyr.
"I am here to recompense you for a review you recently wrote."
She blinked.
He stepped forward a little, into the rather inadequate glow cast by her lamp, and she saw that not only was he most definitely the Goblin King, he was also shirtless. And there were streaks of a dark substance on his chest that looked suspiciously like chocolate.
He brain went blank, an error message flashing across her mind.
ERROR ERROR. IMMEDIATE REBOOT NEEDED. EXCESS OF GORGEOUSNESS DETECTED.
There was a moment of silence in her mind as it took in the highly agreeable sight before her.
Then the screaming started.
MR. JELLY, MR. JELLLY! DIVIDE BY EGGPLANT! was the first bit, but she lost track shortly after that.
"So... you're mine?"
"It would seem that way."
The error messages started again.
A/N: Anyone who guesses where Mr. Jelly/Divide by eggplant comes from gets a (virtual!) cookie.
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