The New Laputa central police station was a gleaming glass steel and concrete superstructure. For such an impressive new building there was not a lot of crime that had to be dealt with by the police, they usually mopped up after the superheroes had done their job. Light Man escorted the D’ark Goblin in through the front door. A desk sergeant was there drinking a cup of coffee.
“What can I do for you Light Man?” asked the sergeant.
“I have a criminal for you. He was handing out stolen money,” replied Light.
“Thank you, we’ll take it from here.” The sergeant brought up a new form on his PC. “Now then Sir what is your name?”
“D’ark Goblin.”
“No Sir, your real name.”
“The Black Goblin.”
“No Sir, your real, real name. You know, goblins usually have names like Crushbug or Boombounce.”
“Bertram Ginster.”
“That doesn’t sound like a goblin name.”
“My mother liked reading Jane Eyre and changed our names by deed poll.”
“What were you before you were Ginster?”
“Furtlesplat.”
“I can see why she changed the name.”
“She changed my first name as well so I wasn't bullied by other kids.”
“What was that?”
“Floppy.”
“Floppy Furtlesplat, I see what you mean.”
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The Goblin Adventures
FantasyWe meet Ugbash, Pan Head, Wibble, Wobble, Chop and Idunno from The Crying Pennant in a short serialised story where they go hunting for squink. Then we meet Bip, Bop, Battam, Ugz, Bugz and Tongs the Goblin Space Marines who along with Sergeant Griml...
