Just had to :-)~
"Oh come on guys…"
"When in Rome." All three were sitting on large mangalicas,
smelly long-haired wild pigs, a kolbasz speciality, Ekron brandishing his short
fat hobgoblin sword on a red-haired monster, Sniff wiping his nose continuously
on the neck of his white beast, whereas Grint was crushing a black grunt and
eating some rancid chicken he'd found on the way. Graham turned his pale horse
back towards their target, shaking his head.
"When are you guys going to take anything
seriously?"
"How about now, dead boy." Ekron smacked his pig on
it's hind and it gave a screech before speeding off to its prey. Sniff and
Grint's rides rallied to its call, they held on as all three sped past Graham.
Grint lost his chicken.
"Does anyone have a spare sandwich or casserole?"
"Hey! Wait up!" Graham kicked his ride and
in no time had passed the strange looking trio and was heading straight for the
clearing where Zir held Fiona hostage.
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