Chapter 58

“Don’t you eat all of that, I haven’t had any yet.”

Tink sighed and pulled a knife from her pocket. She sliced a piece of ham and threw it across the room. “Fetch,” she said.

Tasia’s eyes narrowed. “You’re pushing your luck.”

“Tink have best luck. Meet husband, life amazing. No worried about luck. Tink keep being Tink.” She bit into the ham, which had been pre-sliced. It unfolded like an accordion as she attempted to wrestle the main portion away from her head.

“You have a knife and fork. Why are you—” Tasia leapt to her feet as Tink fell over backward in her chair, her green feet briefly appearing above the table as she toppled over. When she ran around the table, she found the goblin laughing on the floor. “That’s not funny, you could’ve been—why aren’t you wearing panties?”

“Why wear panties? Make tail itchy, Tink just take them off, anyway.” Tink happily gnawed on her ham and Tasia rolled her eyes.

“Whatever,” she muttered, then plopped back i