CHAPTER NINE
Jodee, jo jo deeeeee, joodeeee.
The high-pitched screech pierced the misty halls of his sleep.
Joooo deeee, joooo deeee, jo jooooo deeeee.
The persistent screech continued to drive into his dreams of pleasure kingdoms. Annoyed he rolled to his side, groaning as the small pebbles beneath the sleeping bag tried to bite extra large chunks out of his sides. His eyes fluttered open. A disgustingly happy face loomed above him. It descended, lightly kissing his lips.
"Good morning, milord Chad," Elf greeted him, with a cheerfulness that melted a large portion of his aches and pains.
Reaching up to manoeuver her lips back to his, his arm was suddenly gripped by stabbing pains of flashing lightning, "Ohhh, my arm! Damn! It feels like there's a whole hive of bees in there."
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