Boo!

Just then, an elemental fairy, with a fat black body and spikes coming out from its centre, swung from a tree at Goober’s face. “Boo!” it said trying its hardest to disarm him.

Goober stepped back, caught by the surprise, and a hive erupted on his cheek. 

Another annoying sprite came at him from behind, and although it did not touch Goober or Tu, it was menacing, and aiming for maximum surprise. 

“BOO!” it shouted ethereally into Goober’s ear.

Startled once more, this throat felt like it was closing.

“These beings are the true allergens”, he mumbled, “somebody get me a spray for them!”

Tu pulled some little darts from Goober’s throat - and found that attached to three of them were fat bellied fairies that loved to suck off the energy of the allergic reaction they created.

“Begone!” the monk exclaimed, uncharacteristically. Several clung on to his own robe with persistence.  

“They are not called ali-jins for nuthin”, said Goober very seriously. “These Jins are one of the most persistent of the fay - and when they are good they are the savants of
our world - but this variety are obsessive … little Jin vampires of a kind”, he finished this statement by kicking one to the curb.

“So you have known this all along? Why do you let them get to you?”

“Wull my boy, if I could answer that, I would have the answer.” Goober said matter of factly.

His face brightened - he added, “Now what to do now while we’re out?”

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Finding Self - Second Guesses- Azlander Series