On the road

Lucky blushes furiously, unable to help but stare at the indignant griffin and her outburst.


Down the ground, the two merchants recoil slightly, and then turn to stare at each other.

"Woooooow," the one on the left quietly muses.

"Talk about lucky," the right unicorn nods.

"Well it is his name, after all," the left one responds with a nod of his own.

A short moment of awkward silence.

"Flim, when we're rich, we totally need to hire seductive griffin bodyguards."

"Agreed, Flam. Agreed..."

And with that, they resume their trotting.



Back in the sky, Lucky is still rather flabbergasted. "Uh..." he croaks awkwardly, before quickly averting his gaze, lest she rip his eyes out. "Sure, I suppose we can go with that..."