Barflies

The door to the Watery Grave creaked open and a tiny form wrapped in a cloak stepped in from the downpour outside. Shaking the water off, she removed her cloak and hung it on the peg by the door. Cosette surveyed the bar and noticed everyone gathered around the table occupied by Huckmet. Her usually cheerful companion was noticeably sad; his head lay on his arm as he stared at his drink with bloodshot eyes. Bill was trying his best to cheer up his orc friend, but having no effect. Suddenly a ghost wolf hopped on the empty seat next to Huckmet and began dancing. Huckmet just looked at the wolf and somberly shook his head before sniffing and wiping a fresh tear from his face. The ghost wolf looked dejected before hopping off the chair and shifting into a familiar troll form. Bill grabbed his buddy in a friendly embrace and whispered to his chum “s’ok Rob, you tried”. Rahanna passed by and gave Huckmet a big hug and a kiss on his forehead.

Cosette tapped Huckmet on the back and swallowed deeply as her friend and protector turned to face her. He choked back tears and struggled not to cry in front of her as his bottom lip trembled.

“Oh, heya there Cosy” he said, voice cracking.

“What’s the matter Huck? Why the tears?”

Huckmet reached into his pack and pulled out a worn collar, handing it to her; she could see the name tag “Brock”. She recognized it as belonging to his pet worg; Brock was his best friend and was always by his side.

“Honey, where’s Brock?”

“He…. He died Cosy…. I found him this mornin… he passed in his sleep…”

“Aww Huck, I’m so sorry. I know how long you had him.”

“I can still remember the day I found him. He was stealing food from my pack, I tackled him and we wrestled over my last steak.” Huckmet was chuckling as he had a faraway look in his crystal blue eyes, hand idly scratching his scruffy face, never clean shaven that she’d noticed, but not quite a beard. The smile on his face quickly faded and he went back to sniffling as he remembered his little buddy.

“He was such a good dog Huck. He always kept you company, and he kept Alley in his place.” She giggled. “I know he’s smiling down on you Huck and he loves you dearly.”

“I know Cosy, it just hurts real bad. He’s been by me so long I just never considered what it’d be like if he was gone. Just kinda took him for granted.”

“Just remember the good times Huck, it’ll be ok. I gotta get to work sweetie, so if you need something just holler.” She gave him a peck on the cheek and moved towards the bar.

Cosette waved her brother over; Wade put his towel down and complied.

“What’s up sis?”

“I need a favor”

“Sure, what’ll it be?”

Cosette whispered to her brother, Wade simply nodded and patted her on the head. Cosette picked up her tray and began to do her rounds of the bar.

Meanwhile in Dun Morogh….

“Roderick, did your parents have to live in the coldest place on Azeroth? I mean sure, Alterac Valley was cold, but this, THIS is friggin cold!”

“Stop whining, we’re almost there.”

The Sprigglesprocket home was quite impressive. Herman J. Sprigglesprocket was quite the tinkerer and made a small fortune off a pair of goggles he created by accident. The “Gnomish Fabric Bypassing Goggles” were a big seller among teenaged gnomes and middle aged perverts. Edrina Sprigglesprocket was a retired adventurer and though her appearance would say otherwise now, she was quite the formidable warrior.

A knock on the door was greeted by the cheerful face of Edrina as she scooped up her son in a motherly hug.

“Roderick! You little Scamp! You let your mother worry sick about you! Why don’t you come around more often?!”

“Sorry ma, I’ve just been out seeing the world, like you used to.”

“Who’s this tall quiet guy?”

“Oh, that’s my friend Allerdyce. The one I’ve been telling you about.”

Edrina’s face turned to a bit of a frown. “Oh, this is HIM?”

“Yeah! He’s my best friend!”

“Hello madam, as he said, I’m Allerdyce. Pleased to meet you.”

Edrina’s face lightened a bit. “Well, at least one of you louses has some manners! Now come inside and get out of the cold! Dinner will be ready in a couple minutes.”

She led the boys to the dining room. It was a spacious room with a large oak table. Several chairs were arranged around the rectangular table. Herman sat at the one end, busy reading the Gnomoregan Times, he seemed oblivious to their arrival.

“Look honey! Our boy Roddy is home!”

“Yes, yes! I know! I could smell trouble when they entered the room!” he snickered.

Allerdyce took his place at the opposite end of the table; Roderick picked a seat across from his mother. Roderick noticed an extra place setting.

“Ma, who’s the other plate for?”

“Oh! Dear, your sister dropped by yesterday, she’s going to be staying here for a couple days to visit!”

“Pixil’s here?!” Roderick gasped.

“Yes! She’ll be down in a minute, she’s in her room.”

Roderick immediately stared a hole in Allerdyce. Allerdyce just threw up his hands in surrender. Roderick sat down in his chair and placed his napkin in his lap when he was suddenly smacked in the back of the head.

“Hey there putz!”

“…..hey Pixil….”

Pixil moved down the table to her chair when she noticed Allerdyce sitting there. At first she was stunned, but then flashed him a wink and sat down.

Dinner was quite delicious. Edrina had traversed much of Azeroth and her repertoire of dishes was as vast as it was tasty. Herman would jest that she could make a meal out of an old boot and some troll sweat. Tonight was Edrina’s famous Sprigglesprocket stew. Allerdyce himself had two servings he found it so good. The dinner conversation had covered a myriad of topics from Roderick’s childhood to Edrina’s war stories. Edrina had settled upon interrogating her son.

“Roderick Algernon Sprigglesprocket…”

“Algernon?” Allerdyce muttered at Roderick, who promptly glared at him.

“..when are you going to settle down and make me a grandmother?”

“But ma! I’m having so much fun seeing the world and experiencing new things!”

“I’m not getting any younger Roderick! And gallivanting around the world, spending every night in a different bed with some new floozy is no way to live!”

“It isn’t?!” Herman chimed from behind his paper; Edrina silenced him with a whack to the head from her wooden spoon.

“NO! It isn’t! You should find a good woman and have some gnomelings so I can spoil them rotten!” Edrina mused with glee, a twinkle in her eyes.

“But ma! Pixil isn’t married either!”

“That’s because I’m still going to school you boob!” Pixil declared, hurling a biscuit at her brother.

“You two behave! Roderick, will you help me clear the table and get dessert?”

“Sure!”

Quickly the table was cleared and Roderick and his mother left the room for the kitchen, leaving Allerdyce with Pixil and her father, still engrossed in his paper. Pixil shifted her chair towards Allerdyce and leaned close.

“You still remember Alterac Valley?” She whispered.

“How could I forget?” he whispered back, making her blush a little.

“Wanna have a little fun?” She asked, an impish grin spreading on her face.

“Here?! Now?!” he asked

“Shhh! Just let me handle it.” She said with a wink. Looking around the room Pixil disappeared beneath the tablecloth. Allerdyce just sat there not sure what to expect. Until he felt a pair of hands grip his knees and force him to part his legs, his robe was pushed up to his waist. He could feel her breath on his thighs as her small hands reached into his boxers and fished his cock out. She began to pump it into life, forcing Allerdyce to grip the table and clench his teeth, fighting the urge to moan. He slid his bottom forward to the edge of the chair, giving Pixil better access. He could hear her coo as his member inflated to its full length. Leaning forward she licked his shaft from base to tip, making him shiver in delight. Long loving laps were given to the head of his cock before she engulfed him in her mouth.

Allerdyce sharply inhaled, causing Herman to flip down his paper and look at him. Allerdyce just nodded and grabbed another biscuit, hoping Herman wouldn’t notice anything. He didn’t want to know what Herman would do if he found out his daughter was underneath the table giving him the best blowjob of his life.

Pixil meanwhile was pistoning her head back and forth on his cock. Her left hand holding the base of his cock steady, her right cupping and cajoling his testes. Expertly she took his shaft to the very base, her throat wrapping tightly around the tip. Allerdyce was able to last a couple minutes longer before reaching beneath the table to grab her head and hold it in place; Pixil offered no resistance as he began to empty his reserves into her mouth. She swallowed every drop and licked him completely clean before stuffing his deflating member back into his boxers and fixing his robe.

Pixil made it back into her chair just in time for Roderick and Edrina to finally emerge from the kitchen, arms laden with trays of various cakes and cookies.

“Cripes ma, you make enough desserts?!” Roderick groaned, placing the platters on the table. “Sis, you got something on the corner of your mouth.” Roderick noted as he sat down. Pixil reached up to dab up the substance, and realizing what it was, quickly stuffed her sperm laden finger into her mouth, blushing a little.

After eating dozens of cookies and listening to a few more stories from Edrina about her days of yore, they all began to retire from the table for the night.

“Allerdyce, the guest bedroom is the 4th door on your left; the bathroom is at the end of the hall dear.” Edrina said, snatching Herman’s paper and dragging the old gnome off to bed. Roderick grabbed his pack and headed off to his room, Allerdyce grabbed his own and moved towards the hallway when Pixil grabbed him and quickly whispered to him. “Don’t lock your door, ok?” she winked and took off for her room. Allerdyce shrugged and moved his gear into the guest bedroom and retired for the night.

Meanwhile in Durotar Huckmet was chopping lumber into fire wood. He’d need it for his forge, crafting bullets and guns were his passion. He was quite skilled. However it was a bittersweet toil, his companion was gone; a small marker on the hill overlooking his hut was Brock’s final resting place. Huckmet wiped the sweat off his brow when he noticed someone walking towards his farm. At first he thought it was a child, maybe here to beg for alms for the orphanage. But as it got closer, he recognized it was Cosette. She was in a plain sun dress, her hair tied up in a pony tail.

“What brings ya to my neck of the woods Cosy?” he asked.

“I got you a present Huck.”

“You did? What for?”

“Got tired of seeing you all sad and mopey.” She winked.

“Let’s go inside then, it’s too damn hot out here” he smiled. “I’ll fix you something to drink for a change.”

Huckmet’s hut was a simple abode, dirt floor covered with decorative rugs, a pit was dug in the middle where a fire was burning. The night’s dinner was slowly roasting on a spit, filling the hut with a delicious aroma. Huckmet and Cosette sat on cushions around his table, as Cosette set her basket on top and slid it towards Huckmet.

“Go ahead, your gift is inside.” Huckmet cautiously opened the lid and peered inside.

“Awwww Cosy, you’re the best!” He sighed, reaching into the basket he pulled out a sleepy worg pup. It whined and yawned at him. “Lookit him! He looks just like Brock! ‘Cept for round the eye there.” Huckmet observed. Indeed the cinder worg was a perfect clone of his fallen pet. He was a rich red color with a creamy colored underbelly, and around his left eye was a circular patch of the same creamy beige. Huckmet hugged the pup close, scratching it’s chin as it reached up to lap him on the tip of the nose. He chuckled and cradled the young pup to him. “Gonna call him Petey.” Huckmet declared.

“He’s perfect Cosy. You don’t know what this means to me.” Huckmet said as he lay the pup into Brock’s old bed.

“I had to do it Huck. You’ve always been such a sweetheart to me. I couldn’t let you be sad.” She said as she scooted forward and hugged Huckmet tight. He squeezed her to his chest.

“Huck…”

“Yeah?”

“There’s something I want to tell you.”

“What’s that Cosy?”

“I think I love you.”

“Ya do?!”

“Yeah, every day I come to work I look forward to you being there. You’re probably the nicest, sweetest, most considerate man I know. You give so much and ask so little.”

“Ah, yer just sayin that.” Huckmet blushed.

“No, I mean every word!” Cosette pleaded as she stared deep into Huckmet’s eyes.

“Truth kiddo?” he asked, she nodded at him. “Cause I always had a soft spot for you. I suppose it ain’t much secret.” He added, as he cupped her chin with his thumb and forefinger, focused entirely on the deep violet pools that were her eyes. For a while they just stared at each other, Cosette lying on his chest, holding him tight as if afraid he’d fly away at any moment.

“Cosy I…” Huckmet was cut off as the little goblin female smothered him with a kiss. He froze at first, but relaxed, hands reaching up to seize her by the shoulders and pull her closer. There was hesitation at first when he felt her tongue at his teeth, but he succumbed to her advances and allowed hers into his mouth to find his own and dance around it. The fire of passion beginning to burn in both of them. Cosette running her hands over the orc’s well defined chest. Huckmet stroked her back, tracing the curve of her spine, down to her small round buttocks. She squealed into his mouth when he firmly gripped her backside. She began grinding herself against him, hips moving on their own accord. She broke off the kiss finally after what seemed like hours, pulling back to sit straddled on Huckmet’s belly. Her small form barely weighed anything to him.

Reaching down she pulled her sun dress up and off. Clad in simple white panties and no bra, she gave Huckmet a good look at her small breasts. They were small, barely able to fill the palm of his hand as he reached up to cup them. The dark green nipples already hard as he rolled and pinched them with his fingers, Cosette’s hands holding his own. Finally she stood up, moving to straddle his head. Hooking her thumbs in the waistband of her panties she pulled them down, the fabric coming down to rest on Huckmet’s neck loosely. He found himself staring straight up at Cosette’s hairless pussy. Her sex already glistening from their foreplay. She winked down at him and began to lower herself towards his face. Huckmet got the idea, and with hands upon her thighs, guided her down to his waiting mouth. She groaned when she felt his broad tongue lash over her slit. The size difference meant his tongue could easily cover most of her pussy, as well as every nook and cranny when he dipped it between her lips. Holding handfuls of his hair she rode his face for all he was worth, licking her own lips and whining in absolute rapture. With a gleeful cry her thighs clamped down on Huckmet’s head and squeezed so hard he could feel the blood pounding in his skull, her hungry sex fluttering on his tongue as her climax came crashing down. Cosette collapsed back to lay her back on Huckmet’s chest, bathing in the afterglow.

Huckmet reached up to grab the panties from around his neck and fully remove them from Cosette’s legs. His hands returning to rub her tummy gently, eyes fixated on her freshly sated pussy. Her fluids dribbling down her behind to her small bud of an anus. Cosette idly caressed her own breasts as she stared up at the ceiling, her gaze slowly moving further up to see what the obstruction was behind her head. Tilting her head back she discovered Huckmet’s loincloth tented up obscenely. Looking back down to Huckmet’s face she could see him blush in embarrassment. Flashing a wicked grin she rolled over onto her belly so she was face to face with his bulge, her legs lay on either side of Huckmet’s chest, giving him a perfect view of her pussy as it lay on his chest, slightly agape, moisture flowing freely from the darker green insides.

Cosette reached around to undo the knots of Huckmet’s loincloth, grabbing the leather flap to lift it up and off his girth. She let out a small gasp of awe as Huckmet’s cock was revealed to her. It was easily bigger than anything she’d ever taken before, it would be a tight fit indeed. She gripped the veined monster with both hands as if it were a dangerous weapon. She felt every vein, every ripple, the heat of it, weight of it. Cosette was enthralled. She began to masturbate Huckmet. A small giggle of glee as he groaned, feeling it throb in her hand and a bead of precum forming at the tip. She used it to lubricate his shaft as her hands slid up and down with a faster pace. Curiosity got the better of her and she took as much as she could into her mouth. His flavor was all over her tongue, strong and virile, much like the orc it belonged to. Huckmet threw his head back and let out a long moan as his hands found her little behind and kneaded her asscheeks. He spread them apart and squeezed them together, making her pussy open wide for him before closing it. Taking two fingers from his right hand he pushed them into her sex. Her back stiffened and arched as she “mmm”ed around his healthy cock, awash in her hot mouth. Pulling it out of her mouth for a second she gasped “Oh yeah. Finger fuck me baby, that’s so good!” Huckmet could only blink, hearing such words from innocent little Cosette. It spurned him on and he began to frig her in earnest, thumb reaching down to rub her little bud of a clit. This time she squealed long and loud around his cock, the vibrations making him quiver. Cosette was done waiting! She focused her oral efforts on the top half of his cock while her hand pumped the bottom, attempting to dredge all of his cum up from his ripe testicles she cradled with her other. Huckmet’s probing of her slit became erratic and his breathing became labored and ragged, Cosette felt the pendulous balls in her hand pull up towards his body, it was time!

“Cosy I’m gonna cu..!” he couldn’t finish his warning in time. His hips thrust up on their own in an effort to hilt himself in her mouth. Cosette pulled off as the first stream of hot cum splashed up her cheek to her hair, the next rope landing perfectly along the bridge of her nose up to her forehead. The following pulses weakened and fell down onto her eagerly pumping fist, slickening his shaft even more. Finally she released his cum covered cock, it slapped down on his belly, limp and fading. And kneeling beside him she gingerly licked his semen from the back of her hand. It was an acquired flavor, and she wasn’t sure she cared for it. Huckmet could tell by her reaction and handed her his loincloth to help clean herself off. She giggled as she wiped the sticky streamers from her face and hair.

“You must have been holding back for a while Huckmet. I’ve never seen anyone cum so much.”

“I guess so, it’s been awhile since I last had my way with a woman.”

“Who was she?” Cosette asked with curiosity.

“A tauren druid if I recall.”

“Oh wow, that must’ve been odd for you!”

“Between the size of her and the shape shifting, yeah. Was a memorable event, but wasn’t any love there, just some old fashioned dirty fun.”

“S’ok Huck, I’ve had my “dirty fun” too!” she winked. “Think you can get him up again?” she asked, pointing to his flaccid tool.

“Sure, just gimme a minute and something cool to drink.”

They talked a little while as Huckmet quenched his thirst, but Cosette’s patience was wearing thin. She wanted her orc meat! Like a jungle cat she slinked towards Huckmet, his eyes wide as she pounced on him. Her mouth found his limp cock again and she suckled on it like a hungry babe until it stood firm and proud again. Laying back, she spread her legs and beckoned for Huckmet to mount her. He steadied himself and placed his cock in position.

“You sure Cosy? I’m a bit big. Don’t want to hurt ya.”

“It’s ok Huck, it’ll fit baby. Just push in nice and slow. Be gentle with your little Cosette.”

“Ok darlin’, I’ll make ya feel good. No pain, I promise.”

She nodded at him and he began to push himself into her. The mouth of her sex refused to let him in at first, but after some deep breaths Cosette relaxed and the resistance lessened. Bit by bit he slid into her tight, silky depths. Finally the tip of his cock came to rest against the back wall of her vagina. Looking down he could see that just over half his cock was buried in her. Taking note of where she stopped and he started, he began to withdraw. Pushing back in he made sure to stop himself so as not to hurt her. Cosette wrapped her legs around his waist as he began to fuck her. Her tunnel hung onto his member, squeezing impossibly tight every time he thrust in, hesitant to let him go as he withdrew.

“H-h-h-huck… don’t be scared… y-y-y-you can fuck me baby… I c-c-c-an t-t-take it” she stuttered in pleasure. Huckmet nodded and began to put more power in his thrusts. Cosette’s whole body bounced up from his every thrust. Both were panting and grunting as they mated. Huckmet marveled at the absolute pleasure her pussy was giving. She was snug and hotter than any girl he could recall. He knew he wouldn’t last long.

Cosette reached her peak first. A long drawn out cry of “I’m cumming!” escaping her lips. The vice that was her vagina seized Huckmet’s cock and he found himself unable to move at all. The rings of muscles inside her rippling down his shaft trying to milk his seed to her waiting womb. Her body uncaring that their species were incompatible, all it knew was there was a male cock inside and it wanted his cum. Huckmet pushed in a few more times in her still spasming hole as it loosened and with a triumphant grunt flooded her insides with what felt like waves of his seed.

“How was I Huck?”

“Nobody better in this land darlin’. None that I’d want”

“I bet you say that to all the girls you cum in” she giggled. Huckmet just blushed and squeezed her tight. Picking Petey up out of his doggie bed, he placed him on his chest next to Cosette. The three drifting off to sleep together in Huckmet’s bed.

Back in Dun Morogh Allerdyce was just drifting off to sleep when he heard a noise down the hall. Listening he could make out the patter of small feet as they moved down the hall. Stopping outside his door.

“If that’s Roderick coming to tell me he can’t sleep, I’m gonna kill him!” Allerdyce mused.

The door to his room slowly creaked open and he stared into the dark trying to figure out who it was. He felt someone climb onto the end of his bed. Then crawl towards him.

“Who’s there?!” he whispered

“Shh!” He heard a feminine voice whisper.

“Pixil?”

“Yeah.”

“What’re you doin here?”

“Finishin what I started at dinner dummy!”

She crawled under the covers with him and her hands were suddenly all over him. Luckily or unluckily depending on who wakes him, Allerdyce slept in the nude. Pixil cooed when she found her favorite play toy.

“Get hard for me baby! My little gnome pussy needs to be filled.” She panted in his ear. His cock was eager to comply, quickly inflating in her hand. Considering that not but a few hours earlier he had dumped a pint or so of semen into her hungry gullet, he was surprised at his resilience. Pixil was busy sucking on his neck as she jacked him into shape. Biting and nipping at his earlobes and shoulder as well. Allerdyce was overwhelmed at the unbridled lust in the little gnome. Reaching under her nightgown he found she wasn’t wearing panties and was already excited. She fumbled with the nightgown until he helped her shuck it off and across the room. His hands finally found her breasts and he was pleasantly surprised. For a gnome she was carrying an impressive pair of breasts. Allerdyce took his time enjoying the two ripe melons in his hands as they tongue kissed noisily.

“Lick my pussy baby, you owe me a good cum.” She gasped. He felt the mattress shift in the dark. Her legs suddenly on both sides of his chest. He felt the warmth coming off her sex as she pushed her rear back towards his face. With his hands he searched for, and found her hot little slit. Grabbing her labia with both hands he spread her open and dove in. Licking her by sense of feel alone, finding all her spots, making her squirm and squeak. Her flavor was exquisite, sweet to the point of almost being tart. She practically had to beg him to stop after her 2nd orgasm.

Crawling down his body on her hands and knees she assumed the position at the foot of the bed.

“Fuck me Alley, fuck me now!”

After some trial and error, they placed a couple pillows under Pixil’s knees and her backside was finally at the right height. Reaching between her legs, she guided him to her waiting hole. Allerdyce grabbed her by her tiny behind and pushed in. She fit him like a glove, just as he remembered. The springs of the bed creaked as they humped like long lost lovers finally reunited. The fucking was fast, awkward, sloppy, and downright enjoyable for both of them. He adored her tiny, cute derriere, cupping and squeezing it as it bounced off his groin. She seemed so little and frail, yet she fucked like a wild beast, pounding back just as hard as he was thrusting forward.

Reaching down between her legs he began rubbing her clit, trying to get her off hard for the third time. She came, almost crying, gripping handfuls of covers and sheets white knuckle tight. Allerdyce could feel his own coming on fast.

“Pixil, I’m gonna blow any second!” he whispered.

“Blow inside me baby, you cum on these sheets, momma’s gonna know. And she’ll figure it out.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah, don’t worry, you can’t knock me up. Better yet, imagine if you did. Cum inside me baby, think about my little belly all popped out with your baby. Cum! Do it now!” she seemed to chant. Allerdyce had to admit, at the time, the thought of little Pixil with her belly poking out was pretty hot. With that image in his mind, he pushed as deep as he could go, and let loose. Little Pixil was bent over as far as she could get, face buried in the blankets, screaming her head off in bliss, her behind hiked up and back as far as she could go, and Allerdyce with a death grip on her backside as he emptied the last of the contents of his balls into her molten insides.

Regretfully, they finally separated, Allerdyce’s limp cock falling out of her as he fell back into the pillows. Pixil immediately darted her hand back to cover her leaking pussy. Preventing any drops of their juices from hitting Edrina’s fresh linen. Grabbing her nightgown, she hopped off the bed and planted a quick kiss on Allerdyce’s lips before leaving the room. Dashing down the hall completely naked, hand cupping her groin to contain the “evidence”. As she dashed by Roderick’s door, the door opened and Roderick’s sleepy face peeked out.

“The hell is going on?!” he whispered.

“No time! Gotta pee!” she said.

“Put some clothes on for the love of Pete!”

“Shut up twit!” she barked back.

“I don’t need my buddy coming out into the hallway to see my buck naked sister running around!”

She merely flipped him off and ran into the bathroom. Roderick looked down the hallway and back towards the bathroom.

“Waitaminit… her bedroom is right by the bathroom… why would she be coming from…” Roderick scowled and slammed the door.

The next day was an odd one for Wade. His sister was on cloud nine the whole day. Humming to herself and being extra nice to Huckmet, whom he noticed had a new worg pup. The collar around his neck was two sizes too big, but a new tag glimmered in the light, engraved on it was “Petey”. The pup was barely weaned and already had found it’s regular spot at Huckmet’s feet, gnawing on some gigantic bone. Wade chuckled as it looked like someone had hit Brock with a shrink ray. He was pretty sure why his sister was so happy and why she was being so sweet, but it didn’t bother him. As long as Cosette was happy, that’s all a big brother could want.

The door flew open and a slew of shouting and profanity heralded the arrival of Roderick and Allerdyce.

“I can’t believe you did it again! After last time?!”

“I haven’t a clue what you’re talking about you little putz!”

“You did it with my sister again!”

“What?!”

“I saw her coming from your room! She was completely naked!”

“I didn’t touch her! I swear!”

“I’ll touch YOU if you go near my sister again!”

Wade just shook his head with a chuckle. “What’ll it be boys?”

“THE USUAL!” they shouted in unison.

Cosette walked by Allerdyce and he couldn’t resist himself.

”Hey Cosette, you do something different with your hair?”

“No….. why?” she asked.

“I dunno, it just doesn’t look like you had it styled by a blind Scourge with no hands!” he guffawed. Tears welled up in Cosette’s eyes and she dashed to the arms of Huckmet, who scowled at Allerdyce with his trademark frown. Allerdyce just shrugged and went back to his drink.

“Yeah Roderick, your mom’s cooking was fantaaaaaaOOOOWCH!” he yelled, looking down to see a small worg pup latched on his ankle. After shaking it off he stared in disbelief. “Dear god they cloned the mutt!” he gasped. Petey just stared at him in defiance. Finally Petey barked causing Allerdyce to jump in his chair. Pointing across the room at Huckmet he howled “CONTROL THIS BEAST!”. Huckmet let out a hearty laugh and whistled, Petey returned to his bone and gnawed away. Stopping to look at Allerdyce again and letting out another loud bark. The bar slowly returned to life as Roderick and Allerdyce resumed their endless debating, Rahanna dancing on the bar in nothing but a sombrero, Bill and Rob throwing coppers at her, Wade begging her to stop. Cosette wiped off a table and with a smile on her face mused “I love this job.”