A Simple Sharpening
By Inu Endo
It was an exceptionally hot day within the Moorne, and Gelk was drenched in sweat as he fled from his pursuer.
He had managed to already down his prize (an entire wheel of Kal Crossing cheese) when a lone guard had spied his tiny frame struggling over a tall fence. He had made it over, of course, but not before the guard had managed to strip his heavy armor and give chase at exceptional speed, and was now almost atop him.
Gelk shrieked as the guard's hands wrapped around his waist and spun him, pinning him against a tree.
"Did you really think you could get away from me?" the guard sneered.
"N- no! Pleaze no send me to jailz..." sputtered Gelk, his face flushed from running... and an odd feeling growing in the pit of his stomach.
"Oh, I'm not going to send you to prison," replied the guard with a smirk. "In fact, I have a better idea. How about I put you to work as punishment, instead?"
Gelk's eyes went wide, but was it from fear...? His mind was racing as the guard gently set him down on the ground.
"Why don't you use those tiny little hands of yours to sharpen my longsword, Thrunk?" said the guard, and Gelk nodded, beginning to work his hands up and down the length of the sword, claws sliding along the edges.
"Good, good. My sword is looking nice and sharp," chuckled the guard. "Now I just need to slide it into this scabbard, and we can both be on our way after that."
"B-but how?" stammered Gelk, his arms aching from all the sharpening he did. "Your sword is so big, how does it ever fit in that scabbard?"
"Never you mind that, sweet Thrunk," replied the guard. "I've fit it into plenty of scabbards before, and this one will do just fine."
Gelk winced as-
(Okay, that's quite enough of that.)
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