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Authors: Daniel Arenson
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warriors. Warriors don't hug, so let go."
As they walked through the forest, Romy skipped and whistled. "I have a sister! A real sister to love!"
Jamie only rolled her eyes.
* * * * *
The guards shoved him in, then slammed the dungeon door shut. Dust flew and darkness fell. Neev's knees hit the floor. He coughed, groaned, and stood up. Blinking dust from his eyes, he groped in the darkness.
"Ouch, Neev!" Scruff said. "You nearly poked your finger into my eye."
"Well, don't stand so close to me," Neev answered. He could still see nothing in the darkness.
"It's not my fault this dungeon is so small."
"Is it small, or are you just that fat?"
Scruff growled in the darkness. "Watch it, little brother, or this fat man might sit on you. Then you'll be able to escape under the door."
"P-p-pwease don't fight!" Cobweb said. Neev could just make out her form; her silvery hair, gossamer dress, and spiderweb tattoo glowed softly. The light glimmered on her purple skin. "Neev, d-d-do you know any spewws dat can hewp us escape?"
Neev sighed. "I could toss a fireball at the door. But what's the point? This fort is full of guards. Even if we break out of this cell, they'll toss us into another one."
Scruff growled. "Not with me punching and kicking."
"Oh, your punching and kicking did wonders when they arrested us," Neev said. "I think I saw you knock out... two soldiers? Maybe three? Guess what. There are a hundred all over this fort. You can't fight them all."
"But I can still punch your smart mouth."
"Come and try, brother," Neev said. He uttered a spell, letting a fireball form in his hands. With a puff of smoke, his nose turned into a toucan's beak.
Scruff stared in the firelight, rubbed his eyes, then doubled over laughing.
"Damn jinx!" Neev cursed. He groaned, extinguished the fireball, and sat down. He crossed his arms, leaned his head against the wall, and sighed.
The three Bullies sat in silence. At least there's some peace and quiet down here, Neev thought. No Romy singing, mumbling, or squeaking. He couldn't remember the last time he enjoyed such silence.
As Neev's eyes adjusted to the darkness, he saw that Scruff and Cobweb cuddled in the corner. The spiderling kissed Scruff's cheek, and he wrapped his arms around her; each was nearly the size of her entire body. As Neev watched them, he pursed his lips. Well, maybe I do miss Romy a little.
A moment later, and he missed her a lot.
Where are you, Romy? he thought. Is Jamie keeping you safe? He wished the demon were here with him. True, she would tap his beak and mock him. She would sing stridently, if for no other reason than to annoy him. She would probably tickle him, pull his ears, or mess his hair to entertain herself. But... she would also kiss him, like she did every night under their blankets. She would cuddle against him, and her skin and hair would be warm and soft. She would nibble his ear, and whisper that she loved him, and he'd whisper the same to her.
Stay safe, Romy. Don't do anything stupid.
That thought made him feel worse. If Romy could be counted on for anything, it was doing something stupid. Neev sighed.
"We'll wait until nightfall," he whispered. He wasn't sure if guards stood behind the door, but he wouldn't risk speaking louder. "At least, until we think it's nightfall. Most of Bramblebridge's men will be sleeping. That's when we'll escape."
Scruff nodded; Neev could just make out his form in the darkness.
"A fireball against the door?" he asked. "Bolts of lightning into the lock? What spell will you use?"
"A silencing spell," he said. "On you. Why use fire or lightning, when we've got a lumbering giant who weighs more than an ox? Smash through the door. With my spell, nobody will hear. Oh, and if any guards are outside, smash into them too."
"That's a given."
Neev stood up and began to pace the chamber; three paces back and forth. "We'll run upstairs into the courtyard," he whispered. The portcullis will be down at
As they walked through the forest, Romy skipped and whistled. "I have a sister! A real sister to love!"
Jamie only rolled her eyes.
* * * * *
The guards shoved him in, then slammed the dungeon door shut. Dust flew and darkness fell. Neev's knees hit the floor. He coughed, groaned, and stood up. Blinking dust from his eyes, he groped in the darkness.
"Ouch, Neev!" Scruff said. "You nearly poked your finger into my eye."
"Well, don't stand so close to me," Neev answered. He could still see nothing in the darkness.
"It's not my fault this dungeon is so small."
"Is it small, or are you just that fat?"
Scruff growled in the darkness. "Watch it, little brother, or this fat man might sit on you. Then you'll be able to escape under the door."
"P-p-pwease don't fight!" Cobweb said. Neev could just make out her form; her silvery hair, gossamer dress, and spiderweb tattoo glowed softly. The light glimmered on her purple skin. "Neev, d-d-do you know any spewws dat can hewp us escape?"
Neev sighed. "I could toss a fireball at the door. But what's the point? This fort is full of guards. Even if we break out of this cell, they'll toss us into another one."
Scruff growled. "Not with me punching and kicking."
"Oh, your punching and kicking did wonders when they arrested us," Neev said. "I think I saw you knock out... two soldiers? Maybe three? Guess what. There are a hundred all over this fort. You can't fight them all."
"But I can still punch your smart mouth."
"Come and try, brother," Neev said. He uttered a spell, letting a fireball form in his hands. With a puff of smoke, his nose turned into a toucan's beak.
Scruff stared in the firelight, rubbed his eyes, then doubled over laughing.
"Damn jinx!" Neev cursed. He groaned, extinguished the fireball, and sat down. He crossed his arms, leaned his head against the wall, and sighed.
The three Bullies sat in silence. At least there's some peace and quiet down here, Neev thought. No Romy singing, mumbling, or squeaking. He couldn't remember the last time he enjoyed such silence.
As Neev's eyes adjusted to the darkness, he saw that Scruff and Cobweb cuddled in the corner. The spiderling kissed Scruff's cheek, and he wrapped his arms around her; each was nearly the size of her entire body. As Neev watched them, he pursed his lips. Well, maybe I do miss Romy a little.
A moment later, and he missed her a lot.
Where are you, Romy? he thought. Is Jamie keeping you safe? He wished the demon were here with him. True, she would tap his beak and mock him. She would sing stridently, if for no other reason than to annoy him. She would probably tickle him, pull his ears, or mess his hair to entertain herself. But... she would also kiss him, like she did every night under their blankets. She would cuddle against him, and her skin and hair would be warm and soft. She would nibble his ear, and whisper that she loved him, and he'd whisper the same to her.
Stay safe, Romy. Don't do anything stupid.
That thought made him feel worse. If Romy could be counted on for anything, it was doing something stupid. Neev sighed.
"We'll wait until nightfall," he whispered. He wasn't sure if guards stood behind the door, but he wouldn't risk speaking louder. "At least, until we think it's nightfall. Most of Bramblebridge's men will be sleeping. That's when we'll escape."
Scruff nodded; Neev could just make out his form in the darkness.
"A fireball against the door?" he asked. "Bolts of lightning into the lock? What spell will you use?"
"A silencing spell," he said. "On you. Why use fire or lightning, when we've got a lumbering giant who weighs more than an ox? Smash through the door. With my spell, nobody will hear. Oh, and if any guards are outside, smash into them too."
"That's a given."
Neev stood up and began to pace the chamber; three paces back and forth. "We'll run upstairs into the courtyard," he whispered. The portcullis will be down at
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