D.B. Cooper:
yeah, I can kind of comprehend that ;) so, here's your name again
thanks. I actually hate riddles, I usually can't solve them / it's like maths, I just don't understand this subject and therefore I hate that as well. Oh, I'm rambling again...
hehe, yeah, it was also fun for me to write it, even though it could've been better (would it have been funnier if Bobby was in his normal mood and tell them where to go with their mocking? Well, I guess so. Anyway, we all know how he always runs headlong into trouble). Actually, it was low but aren't Orcs supposed to be stupid, anyway? Oh well...
Thanks a lot! Glad you like it :)

So, and once again thanks to all those who read and/or review this story!
If anyone finds any mistakes, feel free to point them out :)

Here's the next chapter, I hope you'll enjoy it

6.

"So, and what now?" Presto asked, while looking over to the castle, which appeared even more threatening by the growing shadows of the upcoming evening.

Hank felt the glances of his friends resting on himself. He turned around to face them.

"Well, standing and waiting here won't bring us any further." he noticed unnecessarily.

"Look out! Guards approaching!" Diana warned and they hid behind some trees.

"I know how we're getting in." Sheila said suddenly, pulled the hood of her Cloak over the head and followed the guards to the castle.

When the two Orcs opened the heavy oak door, Sheila slipped through unseen.

Inside the castle, she waited until the two went away. When they were gone, she peeked in all directions and then she opened the door again.

"Well, at least we're inside the castle..." Hank whispered.

"And now we only have to find Bobby and then let's get the hell out of here." the Magician said uneasy and looked around the corridor with a slight shudder.

"Yeah, since the castle is that small, we're gonna be out of here in a blink." Eric announced sarcastically.

"Should we split?" Diana suggested, ignoring the Cavalier's comment.

"Nope. I think we should stay together. We can't afford running directly into Venger and his guards and being captured as well." Hank stated.

"Then you also don't want me to search alone?" Sheila asked, although she already knew his answer.

"Right. That would be much too dangerous. But you could walk ahead and warn us about oncoming dangers." the Ranger responded.

"Ok." Sheila nodded and flipped up her hood. "Which direction first?"

"Um, let's turn to the right at first, ok?" Hank suggested.

And the Young Ones turned right into a long corridor, which was illuminated by torches hanging at the walls.

Sheila walked ahead and waved at them at a corner that everything was all right.
Alerted and ready for a fight the others followed her request.

So they walked along some corridors unseen, until the Thief suddenly signed to them to stop at a bend into a chamber.

The sound of voices could be heard coming out of the room.

"...and there one of the dwarfs said to the other one, 'Me neither, actually'." And the two Orcs started to bawl.

Sheila cautiously peered into the chamber and wanted to run in right away: two guards were inside the small room, holding their fat bellies with laughter - Bobby was sitting in a cage not far away from them.

She withdrew again and reported whispering, "Bobby's in there. Two Orcs are with him. I couldn't spot his Club anywhere, though..."

"Venger would have snatched it very likely." Hank supposed.

"That could be, 'cause Venger was also nowhere to be seen." Sheila replied.

"How do we go on?" Presto asked nervously.

"Maybe we should separate now. Some will rescue Bobby and the others go searching for his Club." the Thief proposed.

"Do you think now is another situation than it was a moment ago? We still could bump into Venger..." Eric piped up.

"We're wasting too much time when we're all busy with Bobby's liberation and only then starting to search for it." the Acrobat retorted.

Hank nodded grimly.
"We really should split up in this case. I've hoped Venger had just left the Club to Bobby's guards, but as it seems he thought that they aren't really capable of looking out for it as well.
And it is obvious to you that we must not leave the Club with Venger, ain't it?
I suggest that Diana and I will search the Club. Would you mind walking ahead again, Sheila?"

"Well, actually..." Sheila looked from the Ranger to the passage of the chamber irresolutely.

"It's ok. You may stay here with Eric and Presto and set Bobby free." Hank decided. "Are you gonna make it against those two Orcs?"

"Of course! Two Orcs, who are slow on the uptake anyway, don't mean a lot of trouble!
We're always gonna cope with them - don't worry about that." Eric answered casually.

Hank and Diana glanced at each other knowing, but didn't say anything.

"All right. We try to hurry." Hank said and he left with Diana the others. They went the way back and then they took the left corridor.

Sheila shortly looked behind her two friends. Then she turned towards Eric and Presto, "So, and what are we gonna do now?"

"Uhhh, what about a little spell for the start?" Presto offered.

"Presto! I guess this ain't such a good idea..." Eric doubted.

"Why not? Give it a try at least, Presto." Sheila encouraged the Magician.

So, Presto took his Hat from the head, did a few gestures and mumbled, "Dear Hat, help me quick, Magician is my nick, I wish for one thing so deep which puts the guards to sleep."

Then he reached into it confidently - and pulled out a flute.
He stared at it, completely confused.

"Terrific! You can play them a lullaby with that and they sure will fall asleep right away." Eric scoffed.

"Sheesh! And I thought I finally would be in control of the Hat." Presto said sadly.

"Look, one of the Orcs is just coming out of the chamber." Sheila noticed.

"Guys, that's our chance. Maybe we won't get another one, so let's take it." the Cavalier reckoned.

"That's right. So, we only have to worry about one Orc." Presto rejoiced.

"Does anyone of you have an idea how we're supposed to beat the 'only one Orc'?" the Thief enquired hopefully.

"Um, I'd know something..." Presto started hesitating.

"Well, then don't keep us in suspense any longer but spit it out!" Eric said impatiently.

"Yeah, well, I thought..."

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"What do you think where Venger could have hidden the Club?
He probably will keep his eyes glued to it all along and use its magic, won't he?" Diana wanted to know.

"No idea. Anyway, I hope that he's hidden it somewhere out of his reach, instead of having it around himself all the time.
It would be perfect to get the Club without unnecessary fights.
I want to avoid a conflict with Venger by all means.
Bobby's condition permits no further delays - you know what Dungeon Master said about the course of the disease." Hank answered.

"Uh-huh." the Acrobat only uttered and directed her attention to the corridor they were walking along.
"What's that?" she asked suddenly and stopped.

Author's Note:
Um, well, the 'joke' with the dwarf is supposed to be an allusion to the rivalry between the Horde (Orcs) and the Alliance (Dwarfs) in the game 'World of Warcraft'
Do I seem to be obsessed with that? gg
No, I'm not, honestly!
Oh, sorry for this little excursion :)