Luna and the Dovakiin (Poem)

by Okhlahoma Beat-Down

Winona and Barbas

Winona barked with joy,
she was sat in the barn with her favorite dog toy.
This was done, day in, day out,
the rest of the night was spent doing nout.

She rolled over backwards, chewing the ball,
when a wooly dog came in, brown-furred and tall.
She woofed in order to greet the new guy,
but almost had a heart-attack when he said 'Hi!'

Letting out a startled yelp,
the Farm dog tried to call for help.
Instead of receiving a buck in the face,
Barbas laughed, making her heart race.

"You're just what I was looking for!"
The new dog cried.
"My master abandoned me, could you lend a paw?"
Winona halted, but then happily obliged.

So they set off, down the beaten track,
if the Everfree forest looked for fear,
I think with this pair it'd find a lack.
Soon they came to a cave, mouth agape in an evil leer.

"Well, here we are." Barbas announced.
And out of the cave, Pinkie and a Jester bounced.
Not sure what to make of that,
they carried on inside, only to find rats.

"I wonder who might be here."
Winona thought, there wasn't much cheer.
"Any offer my master makes," Barbas said clear,
"Just ignore it, it's a bad idea."

Before she could think of who he meant,
the pair reached a statue, axe in hand.
Approaching carefully, as the walkway was bent,
the statue spoke, its voice very grand.

"Hello there," He boomed, his voice like Gervais,
"Why don't you come up and speak to my face?"
Just before the brown dog could,
Barbas held her back as much as he could.

"Oh, that dumb mutt?" The statue sighed,
"I don't like him, please end his life."
Winona was thinking, "That's not nice!"
when suddenly a flash occured, cold as ice.

Barbas let go, backing away,
he was clearly worried, easy to see as day.
When the light finally left the room,
a hairless ape appeared, holding some kind of boon.

"My name is Clavicus Vile,
Do you want this mask? Here, give it a trial!"
With that, the man threw Winona the hat,
it looked quite dodgy, she'd give it that!

Barbas practically yelled blue murder,
as a gigantic axe sliced in front of him with the weight of a girder.
Bits of stone hitting Winona's head,
she most certainly thought her new friend was dead.

Instead of Barbas' head on the floor,
another man appeared, his shield the size of a door.
The wooly dog was huddled underneath,
just next to this new person's weapon sheath.

"Vile, what the hell are you doing?"
Molag Bal's voice boomed, making the bells in the cave ring.
"If you did not want the dog,
I would look after him, I could throw him logs!"

For some reason this ending was happy,
even though it almost ended up crappy.
Barbas now lives with the Prince of Pain,
and now Applebloom has a hat to go with her cape.

Comments

[Okhlahoma Beat-Down]

Yeah, I could have used Sheogorath. But seriously, why the buck would Clavicus Vile be turned into a door?

[Ravenmane]

*rereads the chapter* uhhhhh....

[Okhlahoma Beat-Down]

THE WABBAJACK!

[Uberdeathninja]

there is no difference between fighting and debating in the dragon tongue.

[Bread Shot]