The Goblin Adventures

The Black Goblin 19

  “What happens if they see us on CCTV cameras?” asked the Goblin.

  “We’re both dressed in black with face masks on and wearing sunglasses, they won’t recognise us.”

  “But our costumes are very distinctive, mine has pointy goblin ears.”

  “Don’t smile, make your ears pointier and make out you’re the Black Elf. You didn’t use to worry like this. Just calm down,” soothed the D’ark Lord as he crashed through the reinforced concrete roof of the office. “The door was jammed, I had to make another one,” he said to the stunned manager who was covered in dust and debris.

  “Can you still manage?” asked the D’ark Goblin of the manager before he knocked his lights out.

  “Have you got the C4?”

  “No, have you?”

  “No. We’ll have to carry the safe.”

  “We can lift it with our super strength but we might not be able to fly with it.”

  They both lifted the safe easily but when they tried to fly away they could only manage a hover.

  “Wonderful,” moaned D’ark, “we’ll have to hover out of here.”

  “Hang on a minute. I could throw the safe up to you on the bit of the roof that hasn’t collapsed. You could catch it then we could hover across the rooves.”

  “That’s a bit of an archaic spelling for multiples of roof isn’t it?” said D’ark as he hopped onto the roof.

  The D’ark Goblin threw the safe to the D’ark Lord who managed to catch it without the rest of the roof collapsing. He then joined his partner and each grabbing a side of the safe they hovered and bumped across the rooves of the factory.

  The Goblin seemed to be having trouble even with hovering.

  “Stop goofing on the roofing,” said D’ark, then when he looked down he noticed something, “you’ve left grooves on the rooves.”

  “Oh I understand why we didn’t use roofs now, the Author wanted to rhyme rooves with grooves.”