I'm Your... Friend?

"Daddy wasn't like that! He wasn't that stupid!" 

… No more words. No pants or sighs. No infuriated mumbles. Nothing… was heard. 

All they could do was look at each other. 

The loose-necked, head-swiveling goblin with swollen, unblinking eyes. And the wrathful, vengeful squirrel with her little fists dribbling blood from tiny, clenched claws. 

"... Hey, Miss Mayor, I apologize for my ignorance but I didn't quite catch what you just said. Also, I should probably go grab that binder before this drags on for too long." 

Rizz bowed his head with an overly polite smile, getting up and turning as swiftly as possible. 

But, even with his abnormally high speed as a goblin, Rizz couldn't outrun her next statement. 

"My name is Rohgalia Fo'dalinn. Former princess of Kazaal and the last living member of–"

"La-la-la-la! I'm not listening!"

Crack! Th-thud…