AN: Sorry about the last chapter. My computer messed up the formatting.
Corporal Ivy: Right! I bet you were just to lazy to fix it!
Tie Kerl: Look, you're just a space filler. Stop bugging me, or I'll get a less annoying one!
Corporal Ivy: Yes, Captain Tyrant!
Tie Kerl: I heard that!
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Mathew Acorn was hiding in his sixth story apartment room, along with his mom, dad, and his little sister, Gloria. The goblins were all over Haven. Matt snorted to himself. Some haven! His father had told him to stay away from the windows, but he couldn't help but to have just a peek. After all, he was only forty. He carefully stuck his head out of the kitchen window. What he saw was a goblin, grabbing a lady by the shoulder. His temper flared. He grabbed one of his mother's frying pans, and put his head back through the window. "Oy, rat brain!"
This caused both the goblin, and his victim to look up.
"Didn't your mother ever tell you not to pick on girls?" Matt dropped the frying pan out the window.
When it connected with the goblin's head, it made a sound like a gong. The reptile fell like a sack of potatoes.
Holly looked back up. "Thanks, kid!"
Trouble, who was behind Holly shouted, "Nice work. But didn't anyone ever tell you that Holly Short isn't a girl?"
Holly hit him with the blunt end of her trident.
Now, Matt may have been only forty, but he was a bright kid. Not a super genius like Artemis, but still a bright kid. And he had an idea. He rushed to every floor, alerting his friends about his plan, and telling them to spread the word. Then, our pint sized semi-hero ran to the roof, where there was a pile of bricks left over from repairs that had been made a few days ago. Matt grinned to himself. This was going to be fun.
At the risk of this saying being overused, things looked grim for the LEP. They were dramatically out numbered, and they were running out of juice. In a few minutes, it would all be over. Suddenly, there came a sound from the rooftop, and you can bet your book it wasn't San D'Class.
Matt was standing at the edge of the roof, looking across at the other buildings. At almost every window and roof, there was faeries, with plenty of ammo, just waiting for the green light. This was it, no turning back now. In his loudest voice, Matt hollered. "LEP take cover! LEP, take cover!"
The green clad, not-so-merry men and woman scrambled to find a hiding spot. They had no idea what this kid was doing, but they didn't want to be caught in it.
Now, the goblins probably should have taken a hint, and hid. But, having brains smaller than dogs, it probably would have taken them five minutes just to figure out where this voice was coming from. If they had that long. Before the dumb reptiles knew what was going on, they were caught in a hailstorm of metal, stone, and other hard objects.
Holly, Trouble, and Root were huddled under the same porch.
Trouble watched, shocked, as a goblin was felled in front of them with an alarm clock. "Geez. Whoever said kids couldn't of good plans should have air holes drilled in their skulls."
Root frowned. "No one ever said that. We just assume it. I mean, they're kids!"
Holly saw a goblin light up a fireball. "May I remind you, that's what you said about Fowl. Still, I hope no one gets hurt."
The commander grunted. "Tell me about it. If any civilians get injured, there'll be hell to pay."
From somewhere overhead, a stream of gasoline was poured onto the goblin's fireball.
After the smoke had cleared, the trio could see at least twelve smoking goblins laying facedown in the stone, not dead, but well done.
Root raised an eyebrow, and said four words that no one would ever expect to hear him say. "Frond bless the civilians."
After the number of goblins had been decreased, the LEP took over, and sent the rest of the scaled morons to dreamland. Koboi and Cudgeon's plan was discovered, and they were both sent to Howler's Peak for life.
(AN: Now, the story was going to end here, but it's not for two reasons. One, it's way too sappy. Two, Holly and Artemis still hate each other, and I couldn't let the mud boy get off that easily!)
Holly was one of the elves selected to keep guard on the goblins while the techies tagged them. Holly looked over an especialy big one. She suddenly had an idea. She turned to Root. "Commander?"
Root turned to face her. "Yes, Holly, er, Captain Short?"
"Can I borrow a goblin? Just for a few hours?"
Root raised an eyebrow. "Borrow a goblin, Short? Do I even want to know what you plan to do with it?"
Holly smiled her evil smile. "Actually, sir, I think you would enjoy it."
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Now what is that three foot devil going to do? The final chapter is short, so it should be up soon. Sorry this one took so long, but my joy of a little brother thought it would be a riot to crash the word processor. So, until next time, keep D'Arviting! -Tie
Corporal Ivy: Right! I bet you were just to lazy to fix it!
Tie Kerl: Look, you're just a space filler. Stop bugging me, or I'll get a less annoying one!
Corporal Ivy: Yes, Captain Tyrant!
Tie Kerl: I heard that!
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Mathew Acorn was hiding in his sixth story apartment room, along with his mom, dad, and his little sister, Gloria. The goblins were all over Haven. Matt snorted to himself. Some haven! His father had told him to stay away from the windows, but he couldn't help but to have just a peek. After all, he was only forty. He carefully stuck his head out of the kitchen window. What he saw was a goblin, grabbing a lady by the shoulder. His temper flared. He grabbed one of his mother's frying pans, and put his head back through the window. "Oy, rat brain!"
This caused both the goblin, and his victim to look up.
"Didn't your mother ever tell you not to pick on girls?" Matt dropped the frying pan out the window.
When it connected with the goblin's head, it made a sound like a gong. The reptile fell like a sack of potatoes.
Holly looked back up. "Thanks, kid!"
Trouble, who was behind Holly shouted, "Nice work. But didn't anyone ever tell you that Holly Short isn't a girl?"
Holly hit him with the blunt end of her trident.
Now, Matt may have been only forty, but he was a bright kid. Not a super genius like Artemis, but still a bright kid. And he had an idea. He rushed to every floor, alerting his friends about his plan, and telling them to spread the word. Then, our pint sized semi-hero ran to the roof, where there was a pile of bricks left over from repairs that had been made a few days ago. Matt grinned to himself. This was going to be fun.
At the risk of this saying being overused, things looked grim for the LEP. They were dramatically out numbered, and they were running out of juice. In a few minutes, it would all be over. Suddenly, there came a sound from the rooftop, and you can bet your book it wasn't San D'Class.
Matt was standing at the edge of the roof, looking across at the other buildings. At almost every window and roof, there was faeries, with plenty of ammo, just waiting for the green light. This was it, no turning back now. In his loudest voice, Matt hollered. "LEP take cover! LEP, take cover!"
The green clad, not-so-merry men and woman scrambled to find a hiding spot. They had no idea what this kid was doing, but they didn't want to be caught in it.
Now, the goblins probably should have taken a hint, and hid. But, having brains smaller than dogs, it probably would have taken them five minutes just to figure out where this voice was coming from. If they had that long. Before the dumb reptiles knew what was going on, they were caught in a hailstorm of metal, stone, and other hard objects.
Holly, Trouble, and Root were huddled under the same porch.
Trouble watched, shocked, as a goblin was felled in front of them with an alarm clock. "Geez. Whoever said kids couldn't of good plans should have air holes drilled in their skulls."
Root frowned. "No one ever said that. We just assume it. I mean, they're kids!"
Holly saw a goblin light up a fireball. "May I remind you, that's what you said about Fowl. Still, I hope no one gets hurt."
The commander grunted. "Tell me about it. If any civilians get injured, there'll be hell to pay."
From somewhere overhead, a stream of gasoline was poured onto the goblin's fireball.
After the smoke had cleared, the trio could see at least twelve smoking goblins laying facedown in the stone, not dead, but well done.
Root raised an eyebrow, and said four words that no one would ever expect to hear him say. "Frond bless the civilians."
After the number of goblins had been decreased, the LEP took over, and sent the rest of the scaled morons to dreamland. Koboi and Cudgeon's plan was discovered, and they were both sent to Howler's Peak for life.
(AN: Now, the story was going to end here, but it's not for two reasons. One, it's way too sappy. Two, Holly and Artemis still hate each other, and I couldn't let the mud boy get off that easily!)
Holly was one of the elves selected to keep guard on the goblins while the techies tagged them. Holly looked over an especialy big one. She suddenly had an idea. She turned to Root. "Commander?"
Root turned to face her. "Yes, Holly, er, Captain Short?"
"Can I borrow a goblin? Just for a few hours?"
Root raised an eyebrow. "Borrow a goblin, Short? Do I even want to know what you plan to do with it?"
Holly smiled her evil smile. "Actually, sir, I think you would enjoy it."
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Now what is that three foot devil going to do? The final chapter is short, so it should be up soon. Sorry this one took so long, but my joy of a little brother thought it would be a riot to crash the word processor. So, until next time, keep D'Arviting! -Tie