Ya know, I don't think there's a part II to this. Ohwell.

It's half Becky and half her Goblins. So it's a fun mix for a solo.

 
Enjoy now, the tale of Becky Joy

Picture, if you can, a young woman at the edge of a bubbly stream
Athletic body, toned and strong and a face out of a dream.

Each of her eyes focused like a lone star
Set on an innocent face in the middle of war.
With powers of winter, a danger from near and afar.

The grace of an athlete, the joy of a child,
A sound mind and a personality quite wild
Of this her personality was compiled.
The world itself would seem to stop when the girl smiled.

Come now, Rebecca, adventures await, ahoy!
With your focus device, the thing you call a toy
And many they will love you, and a few you shall annoy.
Make a new friend or enemy of every girl and boy.
Enjoy, for now begins, the story of Becky Joy!

 
Becky Joy struggled with a kind of weariness she'd never known before.

She sat there, splashing water on her face, her mind trying to piece together what had happened and more importantly, why it was happening. And so, she lay in her tent, restless, eyes opened. Reflecting on those recent events.

Why was Kadlin... ? How could she have... Things were simple when they were in KOKOL together! But then Kadlin told Becky they were joining Catrina's new army. But Becky didn't wanna leave her Wolf behind and now Zanther was gone and probably hated Becky for being a bad Becky!

"No!" Becky whispered defiantly to herself. "I am a good Becky, I am! And people like me.. and and.." her voice trailed off, no conviction behind her feeble attempts to reassure herself. But there was some truth to it. After all, she made Goblin friends and her and Cattaras got to be friends, and then Becky saved him from Kadlin..

But it was Kadlin who brought Becky into the Goblins! What would happen to Becky and her Goblins now? She'd have to think about that. But in the meantime, she had some things to do.

The sounds of the forest made Green the Goblin nervous. Of course, lots of things made Green nervous. He focused on the task at hand, and there were a lot of tasks at hand. Some of them were mundane, like hunting for non poisonous berries or crafting a crude fishing pole, while other tasks were especially mundane like picking up sticks for campfires, or cleaning away rocks out of the main camping area. But no matter what, mosts of the tasks managed to hit some level, usually some high level, on the mundane scale.

That suited Green just fine, of course.

"How is the sticks and gathering going, Green?" That was Goblina, another one of the original four Knob Goblins under the command of Becky Joy from her time in the Feline Empire, formerly the majestic Knob Goblin Kingdom.

"Eh, ya know," Green answered indifferently. "Sticks and stones will build my stones, but words will never... I don't know how the rest of that goes."

"No one does," Goblina confirmed. "Becky said she wants you two to get ready to go to Hey Daze with her."

Green's face went white. As white as a g-g-ghost! "Zoinks, Goblina."

"Yeah," Goblina answered with a pout. "You're lucky. This's her first mini team. Try not to mess it up."

Green just gulped in terror. Elsewhere, Red jumped up off the head of a Goblin and used the momentum to propel himself to the top of a very high tree, grabbing and knocking off an assortment of apples.

"Ahh, much better!" Red ate one of the applies in about four and a half bites. "Thank-ya, 'chatterbox.'"

The Knob Goblin affectionately nicknamed Chatterbox responded with a silent nod. Most of his replies were silent. Red hadn't really heard him say much of anything so far. Red quickly helped wrap up the gathering of fruit, sampled several pieces, and quickly sped towards a clearing in the nearby campsite, going as quickly as his pudgy legs would allow him.

Gasping for breath, doubled over with exhaustion, he looked at the Knob Goblin who stood there, impatiently tapping his foot, arms folded across his chest. "S-s... s-sorry, I'm late, aren't I?"

"Somewhat, yes," Darson answered, wondering if Red was taking this seriously. "But nevermind that, are you prepared to train?"

"Ohhh, one minute," Red said, still doubled over, trying to catch his breath. "Just... be a second."

Darson let out a sigh. The pace of his foot tapping only increased. "You do know you kept me waiting here, right?"

Red looked up, a 'Who, me?' look on his face. "Heya, I was out collectin' berries and firewood for us. Mama mia, cut me a break!"

Darson smirked. "And sampling a few as well, I'm sure."

Red glared. "A few."

Darson shrugged. "Ah. Grin and bear it. After all, we're here to get you in shape, right? You're going to have to sweat sooner or later."

"Later sounds good."

"Let's go, already!" Darson said, walking off and waving for Red to follow. Which Red did, reluctantly.

Another cute lil Becky Joy tale, even if this particular one had a little sadder, more reflective Becky than usual. I could probably write a good deal about Becky at any point since she's my character. We'll see more of her later in a co write. We've still got quite a few adventures in Hey Daze left in this story. I hope you are all enjoying them!