"Where are we going Goodfellow?" Nyx asks.

"What fun would it be if I ruin the surprise?" I ask.

I turn my head. Come on, it should be around here somewhere. One would think since I've been here more than a thousand times, I'd know my way around this place like the back of my hand or wing.

"Your so-called surprises have a tendency to backfire." Nyx points out.

"What? Name one time." I smirk.

She just gives me a look. I let out a breath as the smile fades on my face. 

"Okay, okay. You win some and you lose few hundred." I say.

I hear the whaling sound. The smile reforms on my face. Gotcha. I grab Nyx's hand, and I tug her to the pink and blurple stall. It was an array of colors like a thousand fireworks. I love this stall so much. The Goblin dressed in garments with long black hair, looks at me and grins. Her eyes narrow excitingly.

"Well, look who it is. My favorite customer, Goodfellow." She smiles.

"Hey Mabe." I say.

She hands me her hand and I kiss it.

"Haven't seen you in these parts in a while?" She specks her own nose.

"Ah, you know me, I'm always traveling." I shrug and smile. 

"And who is this? This pretty forgotten?" Her blue and green eyes dart and Nyx.

"I am Nyx, Mabe. I am from the Forgotten Realm."  Nyx says.

"I could recognize the smell. The smell of lost and souls." Mabe says.

"You seem to have a very good nose." Nyx comments with a hint of a hiss.

"The best. So, Puck Goodfellow would it be the usual?" Mabe says.

"I'll take two surprise flavors." I say.

"I'll throw in something else, something special just for you." Mabe smiles.

"That's why I like you." I smile.

"Oh boy." Nyx mutters.