*In his sleep from his secret lair, Tibbo hears giggling echoing. Stirring from his sleep, he wakes and gets up. Following the giggling, he suddenly realizes what is happening*
*Tibbo goes into a gallop, bellowing at the top of his lungs*
WILLOW!!! VERMIN! VERMIN IN THE BERRY PATCH! C'MON, WILLOW! WE 'AVE T'GET 'EM, DONCHA KNOW! *Tibbo tears around the corner and through the brush disgusing the path to their secret lair and barge in on Lark and Jaburt*
YE YELLA-BELLIED FROG-TONGUED 'OOF-SHAKIN' LIVER-LILLIED COWARDLY SCUM O' THE EARTH, STEALIN' ME BERRIES! *Tibbo shouts at the intruders.*
Oh. 'Ehee. 'Ello, ol' chaps. 'Avin' a nice snack on me berries? I've seen ye both 'rond,...ye both seem t'be decent creatures...eh wot wot?