When I first heard this joke, I knew I had to write this story! It's perfect because Esmeralda actually has a pet goat!
Disclaimer: I own nothing, although I wish I did.
"I'm so bored," Clopin Trouillefou moaned for the fourth time.
"Stop saying that!" Esmeralda snapped at her foster brother. "It's not like we need an intruder in the Court of Miracles to have a fun gathering. Especially since it never ends well for the intruder." She stroked her pet goat Djali, who was dozing on her lap.
Clopin regarded his sister for a bit, then his face lit up with a familiar mischievous grin. "No need for an intruder! We already have a criminal in our midst! Esmeralda, your goat is a lawbreaker!" he shouted, pointing his finger at the animal in Esmeralda's lap.
"What?! What are you talking about?! Djali's never done anything wrong! What makes you say that?"
"Just look at him!" Clopin gestured to the goat, who was still asleep.
"He's sleeping." Esmeralda was getting annoyed at Clopin. "What's wrong with that?"
"What's wrong with that?! Don't you know it's a crime for baby goats to fall asleep? It's kid-napping!" Clopin burst into uncontrollable laughter.
Esmeralda tried and failed to keep a straight face. The corners of her mouth slowly turned up in a smile and pretty soon she was laughing along with her brother. "Clopin, you have a unique sense of humor!"