{ goblin } { terror } :: <3 Kai <3

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"What do you mean that I can't go to Toby's tonight?" A tall teenager stood with his arms crossed. He didn't look like your typical teen- he had his hair cut into a mohawk, the top half dyed a bright neon blue. His ears were pierced and he looked rather intimidating. His parents were talking with him, both looking exasperated.

"You have to watch Aaron tonight. We warned you of that at the beginning of the week," His mother sighed.

He rolled his eyes and turned around, "God, I never get to go anywhere anymore. It's always Aaron, Aaron, Aaron. Do I get a life at all?" Before his parents could say something, he stalked to his room.

Later that night, he was sitting in his room with his baby brother in his lap, "You're such trouble, little dude," he muttered, flicking through music, "Sometimes, I wish someone would come take you away, just so I can live again."

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Little goblins under the porch groaned and sighed in frustration and aggravation. One of them, with a tuft of blonde what looked like hair, rolled its eyes, as its gender was unspecified, and spoke in what could only be considered an annoyed tone: "Those aren't even the words! If he wanted him gone, he would have just said 'I wish the goblins would take you away right now!' Is that so hard?!"

"Did he say it?" A dopey voice sounded near the middle and everyone turned to a chubby goblin with a fat nose, shushing him.

"We'll never know if you aren't quiet!"

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His brother cooed and waved his arms, squirming around. He sighed and cradled him gently, "Stop squirming like that, you need to go to bed."

When the baby refused to cooperate, he rolled his eyes, "God, now I really wish the goblins would take you away."

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Once the light was off and the male had exited the room, there was a giggle and a baby's gasp before absolute silence, which was more than likely beyond comforting- it was unnerving.

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He sighed in relief when Aaron finally fell asleep. At least now, he'd have some peace and quiet. He loved his brother, but it wasn't like he was his child.

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There was a crash and a snuffling before lightning crackled, illuminating the empty cradle.

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He jolted in surprise and ran back to his brother's room. Had something fallen? He pushed the door open and his eyes widened, "Aaron?!" Rushing over to the cradle, he looked around wildly, "Aaron!"

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There was an inhuman giggle as a small creature popped out of a hiding space, the goblins playing a somewhat twisted version of whack-a-mole in the moonlit room.

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"What the.." He stepped back and blinked in shock.

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There was a bird call and a pale barn owl attacked the window, apparently wanting inside though the goblins were quickening their 'hide and seek' pop out and pop in game.

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He looked to the window, the sound jerking him out of his stupor. Walking over, carefully avoiding the strange creatures, he opened the window and stepped back.

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The owl flew in and squawked, wings flapping and hitting him in the face repeatedly before it vanished, a form appearing as a shadowed silhouette against the moonlit carpet.

A beauty stood in its wake, detail involved in his appearance that it would be difficult to describe without creating a run on sentence, but I'll try my best.

To start off, his clothes were form fitted and layered. He had a black shirt on, long sleeved, that was a slight bell sleeve at the bottom and a mixture of lace and sheer fabric. Overtop that was a tight leather waist vest that held in his already small waist. Overtop both of those was a floor length, torso-fitted leather trench with minimal sparkle on the outside. As for his pants, they were simple skinny leather, disappearing at the knee into leather platform heeled boots with a 7" freed wedge.

Moving on, his hair was a dark chocolatey with high lights of white blonde, cut in a long visual kei style and played with to be spiked at the back with angled bangs falling into blue and green eyes.

And, if you haven't had enough, the makeup- there wasn't much, it was mainly around the eyes, but it was still there. His eyebrows were delicate and waxed, eyelids powdered in smokey eyeshadow that was dark on the lid and blended outward with a glittery effect. The liner, giving him wings on the ends, was thick and caused heterochromic eyes to pop.

Though stunning, however, the appearance of him could only be described in three words: The Goblin King.

Granted, most people thought the Goblin King would be- well. .. a goblin. But they didn't see him in person, did they? No.

There was a smirk on shimmering pink lips and his arms were crossed over his chest.

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"Who the hell are you?" He snapped instantly, taking another unsure step back. His mind was trying to process the disappearance of Aaron, as well as the strange creatures in his room. Everything was spinning out of his control.

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"Oh, surely you must know by now." Another smirk. "After all, you called for me."

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His confusion was plainly written on his face, "I didn't call for anyone- what the hell do you mean?"

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"Boy does not speak to master-highness-sir that way." A goblin growled, and the Goblin King raised a hand to silence him.

"My identity isn't of any importance. Go back to your devices and your dastardly music." His voice was gentle yet held a seductively mocking undertone.

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The older brother scowled and finally found his courage, stomping forward, "Where is my brother? Where is Aaron? You and your little freaks did something to him!"

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"We obeyed your wish." He looked at him evenly, amusement in those different orbs. "He's in my palace." He turned and gestured out the window, the outside of the house replaced by an orange glow overlooking a stone and shrub labyrinth and a palace in the center of the vast and seemingly vacant kingdom. The sun was setting.

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"What the...." He turned his gaze out the window and froze, "That was not there a few seconds ago."

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The Goblin King ignored his small minded comment. "You can turn back and pretend none of this ever happened..." he said close to his ear. "There's still time."