1.9

“What the-” Skellian gasped while watching Jamboree man. “Jamboree, what do you think you’re doing, man?”

Joe Mcshoots looked confused, and tugged on Skellian’s arm frantically. “Skell, what’s ol’ Jamboree playing at?”

Skellian ripped free of Mcshoots grip, and ran for the queen. “Queen! Get down! Down, I say!”

“Oh shit…” Queen Dinglemunch said as she witnessed the fuse hanging out of one of the cabbages.

“He’s gonna blow this place to kingdom come!” Skellian screamed. He was one meter away from the queen as he saw the lit cabbage bouncing along the ground in front of him. He bent down to grab it, and threw it back in the direction of old Jamboree. Jamboree man ducked and his camel took the explosive straight in the face, tearing its head clean off.

“JAMBOREE!” Skellian roared. “Just what in the name of phantom whales was that?!”

Jamboree man looked back at the remains of his camel, the spiky hat now lay on the cold hard floor, burning into ash. Jamboree grabbed another cabbage and lit the fuse.

Queen Dinglemunch screamed and stood up quickly from her throne, where she proceeded to trip over her long hair. A loud crunch came from her neck as she hit the ground with speed.

Joe Mcshoots stepped forward slowly, and Jamboree man blew out his fuse, before noticing two guards running straight for him. “Skell!” he shouted. “Please, help!”

Skellian didn’t know what to do. Jamboree man had just murdered his queen. Or at least scared her enough to murder herself… One of the two.

Skellian sighed, and said “fuck it. Fuck it all to hell.” He then released his sword from its scabbard and cut down the two guards with ease.

“She’s … dead,” Joe Mcshoots said in a confused voice.

“Aye, lad. Dead. Deader than a rat-infested corpse in a hole in the ground.”

“Skell, that was a bit too much. But anyway, what the hell do we do now?”

Skellian spat to the side, before saying, “well. First I’m going to give ol’ Jamboree there a right good bollocking for the shit he’s just pulled here in this castle, Mcshoots. After that … I ain’t given it much thought.”

Part 10

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