The Worst Kobold Chapter 41: Chapter 5 - Dragon Racing

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“You think it’ll work?” Grassweaver sat on the ground on a small blanket. The green kobold twiddled with a piece of fiber in her good right hand as she looked around the group of friends. “Don’t see why not,’ Lunk shrugged as he leaned against a wall. He was casually drinking from a canteen. “I know he wasn’t coming out for you, but Sunlight’s got a way of not taking no from anybody.” The big brute of a hatchling had several healing bruises and scrapes from the big scuffle, but nothing that wouldn’t heal in time. “Ugh, I’m just pissed I wasn’t there to help!” A tiny little grey kobold with dark black scales kicked a rock down the old copper tunnel. It clattered down the sloped path noisily. The clan was filled with many abandoned tunnels from previous digs. They rarely sealed them, as they could serve one day as living quarters, fall back positions in case of attacks, or another vein of minerals could be discovered one day. Many a hatchling would meet up in these places to hang out and explore, away from prying eyes of guardians and parents. “I would’ve…” she growled and aimed a finger at a random innocent rock. “Pew! Pew!” “Pew, pew, Coal?” A slightly older red kobold with dark spots sat next to Grassweaver. He took a swing of water from his canteen, and passed it over to his green neighbor. She took it with a smile. “Well, um, Freckles, I, um, can’t cast any spells. Yet!” Coal hastened to add. “So I don’t know what my spells will sounds like. But I’m sure, in the heat of battle, it’s the perfect time to suddenly learn magic and dominate your enemies!” The rest of the young hatchlings laughed at the eventual magic user Coal. She had been taking beginner mage courses when the fight happened. “You know, that only happens in corny adventures books. And during fight with evil elves, or insane dragons or something.” “Yeah,” Grassweaver snickered. “Not during a fight with hatchlings our age! Weren’t a lot of dragons there.” “Hmpph, there were still some evil little tail-suckers,” Lunk snorted. “Picking on you and Fluke. And then piling on Sunlight like that,” he said. Picking on those disabled and different just rubbed his scales the wrong way. Hatchlings or not, that group of young thugs should have known better. “Yeah,” Grassweaver’s glare narrowed. “It sucked I couldn’t do nothing but yell at them,” she said as she handed the drink back to Freckles next to her. “Jerks,” Freckles had to admit. He was an older hatchling by just over a year, but he had been helping Grassweaver get around the past couple of weeks since her normal ride was sulking in a cave. “But, got to say, Brick didn’t deserve that.” “I beg to differ!” A loud voice shouted as Sunlight walked into the cavern, hands wide. Fluke was trying to cower behind her. And shockingly, the one plus ton of muscle and might was failing miserably. “The snots tried to take me on six on one,” she said and walked up to Brick and gave him a punch on the arm, loud enough to echo. The big brown lug didn’t flinch. “Then, when we were whooping tail three on one? Their hornless leader tried to brain me with a big rock! If it wasn’t for Big Red-” “Fluke,” Fluke corrected, still dejected. “And… I really hurt him! I know he was being a bully. But he didn’t deserve to-” he started to explain in a, for him, soft voice. “Hush!” The yellow kobold turned around and placed a finger on the bottom of Fluke’s lips. “Yeah, he didn’t deserve that. And I didn’t deserve to get my brains smacked out. You made the choice to save me, and numb-horns will recover. Busted bones heal quicker than busted skulls,” Sunlight said with gusto. “Yeah!” Grassweaver got up, Freckles moving to her left side to support her like he had been doing recently. “You got a lucky hit in, but, well Brick the prick knew better!” She said with conviction. “And maybe now he’ll leave you and Grassweaver alone,” Lunk came over with the others and gave Fluke a pat on his cheek. “But if he doesn’t? Call me. I don’t want to fight. But I f