Canterlot Academy Trials

“...hey, dogface,” Uziel muttered to Fang as they ventured into the dungeons.

“...yes?” he answered hesitantly.

“Back there, that yak guy saved me,” she recounted how Rufus came in just in time to keep one of the feline gangsters from attacking her from behind, “...why?”

Fang tried his best to give an answer, thinking through the lens of the rambunctious yak. “...Rufus is…a special breed of man. As a yak, he wants to prove that he’s more than just a brutish meathead of an individual like the rest of his kin. He fights for the sake of preservation, not his own glory.”

Uziel took a moment to silently think about why Rufus bothered to save her. ‘...preservation, huh? Guess he really does care…’

“I’d think you do well to thank him,” Rufus added as they approached the various empty cells, and started to sniff around, “Show him you appreciate what he’s done for you. That’s how we do things in our culture. How do you do it in yours?”

Uziel remained at a loss for words. It had been a long time since anyone did anything for her. Especially a man. For a goblin such as herself, there really was only one way she knew how to respond to such a thing.

But she’d save that for later.

For now, she shook her head and refocused her efforts on finding her sister. “...yeah I’ll think about it. Anyway, you sniffed her out yet, Spots?”

“This way,” Fang beckoned her over to a cell where another goblin was located. This one had hot pink hair. “I believe I’ve found her.”

“Ziwa!” Uziel cried out upon finding her fellow goblin girl resting in a pile of tattered rags. “Open the cell, Spots…please!”

Fang’s ears flicked upon hearing Uziel say ‘please.’ He honestly didn’t think she was capable of such a thing for how rude she usually was. But he wasted no time and quickly ripped the old, rusted bars apart with his bare paws, allowing them to get inside.

“...she’s unconscious,” Uzi muttered as she checked the pulse of her sister’s neck, “But she’s breathing. Can you carry her, Spots?”

“Of course,” Fang replied with a nod as he grabbed up the goblin within his paw and held her close. “I’ve got her. Let’s get out of here and meet up with the rest of my team.”

“Okay…and…t-thank…you?” Uzi muttered through her teeth, completely new to the concept of showing thanks to someone else for something they did for her.

“Not a problem. It’s what we came here for, yes?”

They arrived back on the upper floor of the tower where Lee and Laurent had been waiting for them.

“Everything alright?” Fang asked, “No more trouble here I take it?”

“None,” Lee shook her head, “Let’s get him home then discuss what’s happened after. The tiger man is no longer here,” she explained, relaying the information that Bullet had given her.

And with that, Spearklip and Lee would take the honors of escorting Laurent back home safely and made sure to have the boy write a report to the Abyssinian Parliament. The King and Queen of Abyssinia would soon be aware of what was going on within their borders and the betrayal of one of their own citizens thanks to the bravery of the students of Block Sigma, and Larry’s tenacity to stay alive in a dangerous situation.

And in the meantime, the boys--Rufus and Fang--would escort the hurt goblin woman back to her home where her mother would begin to work on a secret magic brew in their stewing pot to nurse her back to health.

“Thank you so much,” the mother goblin thanked the two for their hard work. “...Please make yourselves comfortable.” She then turned to her two daughters. “Uziel. Sariel. Please show your gratitude to these kind young men in our special way,” and with that, she turned to resume making her third daughter a healing potion over the fire.

Rufus smiled, “It truly was nothing. And besides, our work isn’t quite complete anyhow. We need to find out where Odu is hiding and where he’s getting his supplies from so that we may cut him off at the source.”

“Exactly,” Rufus added, “The sooner we figure that out, the better.”

“You may as well stay the night,” Sariel offered, “We might have more information for you by tomorrow. Our other sisters are out there scouting as we speak.”

“Will they be alright?” Fang asked, fearing another situation similar to what Ziwa had to deal with.

“Pbbbht--don’t worry,” Sariel continued, “Ziwa here isn’t exactly a fighter. Our scouts are more than capable of handling themselves. Right, Uziel?”

Uziel remained silent for a moment, arms folded before she looked up at Rufus. “...Bull guy. Follow me.”

“Hm? Me? Alright I guess,” he replied nonchalantly as he followed the goblin to another part of the cave, leaving Sariel and Rufus together.

“Oh she’s totally gonna ‘thank’ him nice and hard,” the redheaded goblin snickered. “Ever since we lost most of our male population, we’ve started a new tradition to thank visitors.”

Fang tilted his head. “...are you sure it’s alright? I wouldn’t want to impose…”

But Sariel was eager, shaking her head rapidly. “Oh not at all…in fact, lemme show you~”

Fang watched as the goblin girl removed the armor from her backside, showing off her bare, plump, green bottom with freckles scattered about each cheek. She used both of her hands to teasingly grasp each one as she looked over her shoulder with a smug smile on her face.

“...let me ‘thank’ you, big dog boy~”

Fang bit his lip, unable to take his eyes off of the goblin woman’s rather large butt. “...Erm…w-well…if it’s for cultural reasons then…”

“Oh yeah…very cultural…” Sariel continued to tease him while giving her butt a little smack, causing it to jiggle about. “...come…engage in our culture, Mr. Doggy. You deserve a break after all that fighting~”

“...”