Chapter 13
Never Slap a Zord
NorIt was the funniest thing, but when I woke up from that there nap I spied a goggle-eyed stranger standing over my bed. Ey had a square jaw, a stubbly beard, and a scar running smack over one eyebrow. Ey reeked of garlic, too.
As soon as I saw em, my heart done jumped right into my throat. How in Zorda’s good and holy name did this miscreant get into my room?
I jumped out of bed Jiminy Jack quick and spider monkey chopped em square in the neck. It didn’t knock em out, but ey sure dropped down like a drunk old bear.
That’s when I done seen what ey was wearing. It was a fancy white robe and that there what’s it called? Insignia from them white mages. I took a step back and swallowed hard. Zorda, what had I done? I shivered. If life had taught me anything,
