Flash Fiction: Recruit

Buzka carried the goblin girl under her beefy arm. “I’m taking ya to an important person.”

“The orc chief?”

“No. The orc CHEF! Warbands march on their stomachs, ya know.”

Kibble Goblinwine gulped. “Am I, dinner?”

“What? No!” she said, orc face awry. “I thought ya could clean pots an’ pans!”

 

 

 

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