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The bag was nestled by
the riverside, a glint shined from within which caught Gibblegack's eye. The
goblin scrambled down to the mysterious sack and snatched it from the ground.
As he pulled open the cloth, his eyes lit up with glee.
"What are you doing
Gibblegack," his brother Stigle yelled, "throw that trash away, we've
got places to be."
"No Stigle this
isn't trash, this is a treasure," Gibblegack revealed the contents of the
bag. It was filled to the brim with brilliant gemstones, each prettier than the
last. Stigle's eyes bugged out of his head as sprinted down to the riverside.
The older goblin pawed over the contents of the sack to ensure his eyes did not
deceive him.
"Gems, jewels and
so much more," Stigle drooled, "how much is here? It must be two, no,
three years of hard labor's worth."
"That means, we're
rich?" Gibblegack asked.
"More than rich,"
Stigle wagged his finger, "there's enough here to live a whole life
without work."
"No more work?"
The younger goblin exclaimed.
"No more hard
labor," Stigle affirmed.
"No more yelling
for being too slow?" Gibblegack inquired.
"No, we'd do the
yelling," Stigle explained.
"Oh, yes yes,"
Gibblegack squealed in glee, "let's go now, live like rich goblins."
"No, not yet,"
Stigle stopped his brother, "we can't go and say nothing yet if we do some
big lug will take it from us. Got to sneak it in slowly, then we live like big
shot goblins."
"I don't want to
wait," Gibblegack whined.
"Don't care, just
wait," Stigle snatched the bag out of his brother's hands, "I'll hold
the bag now, you'd just lose it."
"No fair, I found
it," the younger goblin argued, "I should hold it, finders keepers."
"You thimblehead,"
Stigle spat, "it my idea to sneak in gems so, they don't get taken, that
means I should hold it."
"How do I know you
not going to steal some of it?" Gibblegack countered, "I never
counted them, you could easily slip one or two in a pocket, and I'd never know."
"Why'd I do that?"
The elder goblin took offense to his brother's accusation.
"Why wouldn't you?"
Gibblegack pointed out.
"That's nonsense,"
Stigle pulled the bag around his back and began to back away.
"I knew it you're
trying to trick me," Gibblegack lunged at his brother.
"Get a hold of
yourself," Stigle tried to reason with the other goblin, as he struggled to
keep his grip on the bag.
"Give it back,"
the younger goblin tugged on the bag.
"No, you'd lose it,"
Stigle pulled back. The two wrestled over their treasure until the poor sack
couldn't take it anymore. The bag was ripped in two, and the precious gems and
jewels flew into the air, crashed down and broke into a million pieces.
"You broke them,"
Gibblegack screamed as he scratched at his brother.
"You started it,"
Stigle swiped back. The two goblins continued to fight and wrestle and took no
head of the jagged shards that surrounded them on the ground. Nor did they
notice the writing on the bag that read, "Glass Gemstones."
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