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Chapter 6 by The Dark Traveler The Dark Traveler

How does he respond

He left her

"Quiet runt, You don't know what you're talking about." Garthax replied.

"I saw it on Penelope's Facebook page. She you got married after school and she had a baby girl." You replied. You had been friends with Penelope before she started dating Garthax. She was a flamingo harpy and her baby had her distinct pink feathers and Garthax's green skin and tusks.

"Oh her, I left that bitch, that baby wasn't even mine." Garthax scoffed.

"It looked like yours, I've never seen a baby with tusks that wasn't related to orcs. Did you do a DNA test?" You asked. You were mostly stalling so that the dragoness could get past to the bar. She snuck past.

"You're such a nerd, I don't know what you're talking about. What is De-en-ay. I knew that kid wasn't mine because she was pink. There are no pink orcs." he replied with certainty in his voice.

"But Penelope..." You started to reply pointing out that she probably got it from her mother.

"But nothing." He interrupts. "That means I'm single baby." he says turning around and grabbing Angethraxa's ass as she gets her drink from the bar.

"What, Oh, dam it!" Angethraxa gasped as she jumped at his touch and spilled her glass of red wine over her top and shorts. "Look what you did, ass!" She shouted at him.

"Just take your clothes, your scales will shine better with a bit of wine on them." he replied as if that was a compliment.

"Pervert." She gasped back.

"I was just trying..." he tried to retort but you saw your opening and uppercut him in his jaw. slamming it into his thick skull and chipping one of his tusks. You had always wanted to do that and use your small size to your advantage,

"Oooouw!" He cried out in pain. You ducked away, and Angethraxa followed up your punch with one of her own. Her's was much more powerful and knocked him back and onto his ass.

"Forget it, you're too much work and you're flat-chested on top of it." he replied as he got up and stormed off, bleeding from the chipped tusk.

"Looks like you need a new drink and some paper towels." You said.

"Thank you, you really didn't have to help, I can handle jerks like him." She replied.

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