ooc: Tessa and Jessies hunger wins, besides, we get to see most of the creatures and the dubbins have blue fur!
Tessa and Jessie closed the door behind them silently and crept towards there room, laugher and talk ran out from the great hall. "Come on.." Tessa whispered as they made it closer to the steps. Tessa quickened as they almost reached the steps before she and Jessie were grabbed by ears from behind. "YOU TWO!" Tessa and Jessie yelled in surprise as Badger Mum caught them, "You two are in so much trouble!" she said as she marched them towards the great all.
"Owwww. Mum…please..owww it hurts." Jessie whimpered as she tried to loosen badger mums grip on her ear. Tessa did the same, "WE didn't mean any harm..OWWW...just some-ow-fun." she said trying to squirm away.
"Fun...FUN!?" Badger Mum said crisply, "You call this fun." She were pulled to a stop infront of everyone at the great hall. And Tessa gasped and Jessie jaw dropped, About half of the creatures were blue or had blue paws. Jim was looking up at the scowling, for he was covered from head to toe in blue. Tessa couldn't help but cracked a laugh, "Looks like that one is on you Jim. OWWW." she squeaked and her laugh caught in her throat, Jessie admired her handy work, "Blue never looked so good.." she muttered and then cringed under the stares looking down at her paws.
"Jessie and Captain Tessa, your pranks today effected everyone. First the fake food, and now the blue dye. Not to metion the bucket of flower on Jim during training. What other pranks have you done." Jessie looked down at her paws, "Don't know ma'am...could be a few more out there." she said apologetically, "I just, I just wanted to have some fun." she mumbled Tessa nodded and backed her sister up, "Come on, it wasn't that bad, no-no one was harmed right? and the dye...um should come out in a few washing. Its um not permamit, just some blueberry juice and lemon juice."
"Look at me! I"m blue!" came a cry, "I CHIPPED MY TOOTH TODAY ON A SCONE." "Me throat still hurts from the spices!" came another cry. Jessie cringed and looked away, not saying anything. Tessa just regared everyone her smile faded quickly, "it was, um a joke. Thats all, need some stress relief. You know?" She stopped and looked away, "We are sorry." she said quietly,
"Right you guys are, we have decided your punishment." Tessa and Jessie looked up with big eyes, "You are here by sentenced to scrub every floor and step in Redwall, I don't want to see a speck of dust anywhere," "WHAT!? Tessa cried in protest. "YOU CAN'T DO THAT!" she said, "That would days!!!" Badger mum twisted her ear, "OWWWW..." Tessa squeaked and she fell silent, Jessie looked horror struck, "Our pranks weren't that bad." she said, "Please.." she said begging.
"Its the final word. I suggest you guys start tonight after dinner. Maybe then you will think about your actions." Jessie looked away and Tessa and her said, "Yes Ma'am."
"Off you go you to, I suggest a good meal." Jessie and Tessa slunked down to the far end of the table, not meeting anyone's graze. Jim stuck out his paw and Jessie went flying. Tessa glowered at Jim and helped Jessie up before they found spots at the table. Silently they ate there food, not meeting anyone's graze, Jessie leaned over and wispered to Tessa, "I regret nothing." Tessa elbowed Jessie in the side, "It was worth it." she responded.
"You are doing well, Dominic," said Skarlath. "Better than I had hoped. But now, think. How is two one? Or what can make it one?
One can defeat the lone one,
But what about two?
Can they resist?
And a threefold cord,
Cannot break apart,
Can you take this to heart?
Skarlath looked like he was laughing, but maybe he was. Setting riddles were fun.
Fernleaf lay on his back looking up at the sky.
"No, never again, never again," he mumbled.
Tokal came up and looked down at him. "Are you all right, my son?" he said.
Fernleaf sat up and spat out some straw. "It would take something horrible, a choice between...that...and the destruction of Redwall and those precious Dibbuns. I'm glad I didn't know that when I was Zagreb." He was gasping for breath, his eyes wide with horror.
"I'm glad you didn't know it then either," said Tokal. Fernleaf got up and shook himself off. "It's just the Sword or nothing." He saw the dummies were back as they were as if nothing had happened. "I didn't know you could do that, Dane. It appears that those of us in Dark Forest can do similar things. I've never tried." said Tokal.
(OOC: I'm done as well. Can't be bothered thinking of anything else)
The leverets had only been the beginning. If Mahalo had been capable of making the noise, he would have squealed like a leveretmaid in love. Babies, babies, everywhere! This was what really made visiting Redwall such a treat, apart from the food - all those dibbuns living carefree, happy lives - it was adorable.
When the Major was done having this shamefully feminine mental moment, he let himself be trampled and prodded and hugged and questioned to the little ones' delight. Everything from "mista hare, mista hare, why you so ginomus?" to "nunky mawler, guess, guess wot? I ate a worm t'day!" Mahalo hadn't had such a jolly time since… a while.
Freedom began clearing out babes at about the same time Maulings's wound had taken enough abuse. He had to press his lips together and scowl a bit to keep from wincing at the pain, but it was increasingly difficult. Fearing the thought of being confined to the infirmary any longer than necessary, Mahalo sank down and back into the sheets, breathing carefully through his teeth. He had counted to 20 and back again before the pain ebbed enough for him to assume his taciturn mask without any bother. He became aware of a small, giggly presence splayed across his chest, and realized that Charlock was the only dibbun still with him - or indeed, near his bed at all - despite the fact that he could still hear the young uns making their racket.
He ruffled Charlock's ears gently. "Better be gettin' back to y'ma and pa, sirrah. Wot 'ave all your little friends gotten into?"
Charlock bounced to his footpaws, windmilling his arms to keep his balance on the bed. "Dey-- dey-- der wif auntie Snow!" thus explained, the dibbun jumped from Mahalo's bed and, presumably, joined the squealing pile on top of the obnoxious infirmary assistant. He remained stationary until the infirmary became largely free of dibbuns once again, looking up only when he heard Charlock's small voice. The last to leave, again.
He was just in time to meet Snowdrop's gaze as she spun suddenly, staring him down. He returned her expressionless gaze, not in the least bit disturbed. For a moment, all he could discern was the storm. And then Snowdrop spoke first.
"What," she said.
Mahalo arched one thin, elegant eyebrow, just slightly. Normally, he would not have graced such a ridiculous statement with a response, especially when such ridiculousness was coming from his uncouth haremaid. But the sight of Charlock turning her headfur into an impressively accurate replica of the salad gardens at Salamandastron nearly caused him to seize with laughter. Laughing in public is not something Major M. Maulings does. In an almost desperate attempt at keeping his composure, he forced his face into a look of what he hoped was aloof disdain, and when he felt the beginnings of a giggle at the base of his chest, he choked out the first thing that came to mind.
"Wot, indeed, miss. Don't stand there with y'mouth open, there may be flies about."
Bomboar came back after being treated in the infirmary. His head was bandaged, and it made his female cohorts admire him all the more. He saw them trying to haul Devro to the infirmary and lent a paw. In his other arm he carried the grayling he had caught. The Friar would like that. "Let's go in," he said.
OOC: Please do add Birchrose as a badgermum. She would be a great adddition.
"Anythin' with far off lands in it. I'm also partial to comedies, and -er- cookbooks!" He winked humorously, then turned to Tessa. "While we're on the subject, what're you interested in?"