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Sandegar Arrowhawk M.M. of Happy Horrors
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Date Posted: 10:45:59 07/08/06 Sat
I should tell all of you first, that this is not a true story! I bet you know that. But anyway, this is not meant to discriminate anyone (especially Chestnut)... and this conspiracy is copyrighted, so no one can do such a terrible venture. By the way, Chestnut, it's all in good fun. If you're overly angry, sue (actually, don't):
Name: Sandegar Arrowhawk Meadowwar Mountainfighter
Dorm: Happy Horrors
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Mission 42:
There is a traitor among us. When a few dibbuns tried to get some candied chestnuts from the kitches, the elders were gaurding them! Stop the traitor or DAB will never have a secret feast again!
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It all began one morning when I, as an elder dibbun, proposed to take several of the new members out for their first kitchen raid. I'd already discussed this with Tangle, and she'd said it was a good idea and sent more of the elder dibbuns to lead the newbies for raids. I sent out scouts to each section of the kitchens we were to raid, and they came back with a negative elder count. So I led the dibbuns appointed to me, and led them confidently to the kitchens. When we arrived, there were no elders to be seen. So we went inside and began stuffing our sacks with food. It was then that the elders burst out of their hiding places. I told the other dibbuns to run while I chucked nuts at the elders, but only one of us got away. Just one. I thought it was the most catastrophic failure we had and would ever face.
We were condemned to washing dishes. That was fine compared to what we found out next. The elders pointed at me and the other leader of our raid, another elder dibbun. We realized that they knew us for who we were. Dibbun elders. We were condemned to the smallest kitchen. There, to my horror, all the other elder dibbuns that had so confidently led their assigned dibbuns to the raid were assembled, washing dishes sullenly. As I washed the dishes, I wondered how the elders had found us out... and then I realized. How had the elders known we would be going raiding? How had they known the places the scouts would not check? The answer was simple. There was a traitor among us. I swore to find him or her out, no matter what it took. More than just me wrinkled paws were at stake.
That night, after we'd been released from our daylong punishment, I crept to the dibbun hideout where Tangle was waiting. I explained what had happened, and my theory about the traitor. Tangle gave me permission to investigate, then told me to go to sleep. It seemed such a natural thing to do that I did not realize how suspicious it was. That night as I dreamt, something kept hammering in my head. Somebody shouted Dibbuns Against Bedtime! The "Bedtime" was louder and echoed more in my head, and even then I failed to realize. By morning, I remembered nothing of it.
I set about investigating that morning. The dibbun could not be a newbie. No newbie knew trade secrets like where no scout looked. It had to be someone of influence. I decided they would need plenty of Candied Chestnuts. I went to the Barracks and checked the lists of Star Dibbuns and Dibbun Legends. There were too many to investigate. So I went through those who were still active, influential dibbuns of DAB, but the list was still long. By lunchtime, I was a dispirited, depressed dibbun. I didn't eat much - the sign of depression in hares. I was too busy thinking. I went through the events of the day before... and recalled the last words I had heard before I went to bed. Tangle had said, "Go to sleep.". The alarm bells in my head started ringing. Tangle would never say that. I refused to believe it, but suspicion was growing.
I checked the Dibbun Legends and Star Dibbuns lists. Tangle was on there. I warned myself to take caution and not rush to conclusions. For instance, why would Tangle do this? I decided I could only find out one way - surveillance. I decided to spy on Tangle. I followed her as she went out of the Great Hall, all the way to her hideout, which I never knew existed. I hid just outside the door, and I could see what was going on. Tangle was rubbing her paws together and sniggering. I waited patiently, hidden. Presently Tangle started talking like a demented, evil scientist.
"Everything is going according to plan. Sandegar and those other idiotic elder dibbuns got caught. Sandegar is investigating! Ha... that little longears can't find an egg if you plonked into his cider! Oh, what fun! And soon those ordinary dibbuns will throw the leaders out! Lauren, Laurelina, every single one! They will turn to me for help, and I shall force them to disband!" Tangle was laughing. But it didn't make any sense. Why would Tangle need to go through such actions to disband DAB? Why would she want to disband our lovely club anyway? Then I heard the quiet shriek. I looked inside again, and saw what I had missed before. A gagged and bound figure. Everything made sense. I began formulating a plan in my head.
When every dibbun, including Tangle, were out eating dinner, I crept to Tangle's hideout, hoping fervently my mission would be successful. I opened the door and stepped in. The real Tangle sat tied to a pole, gagged, blindfolded, bound. I ran forward and began to untie the knots, but they were to hard for me, so I drew the knife I had stolen from the kitchen. I cut the bonds, untied the gag and the blindfold, and Tangle Tumblehog was free. Tangle began telling me about the fake Tangle's plans, but I already knew them so I ignored her. Which I would not have in any other case, after all, Tangle was the Ringleader. Anyway, I politely, yet hurriedly, requested that Tangle stay put. She refused and came with me.
When we arrived in the Great Hall, nobeast noticed. I don't think anybeast noticed either when I crept up behind the fake Tangle. They only noticed once I had ripped the mask off. Then they gasped. And screamed. And began hollering insults. For who should be in that costume? None other than Chestnut Spiketree! The squirrel growled and turned, but I was already kicking up dust and running. He had no chance. The dibbuns that were practical, like Lauren F.E., the real Tangle and Trillium, jumped on Chestnut Spiketree and dragged him off for trial. The dibbuns trooped after them. I was already waiting.
The trial was pretty short. Chestnut confessed pretty quickly. Chestnut had long wanted to be a Dibbun Legend. The elders had payed him hundreds of CC to impersonate Tangle during feasts where the elders are supposed to be present. The other times, one of the sisters impersonated Tangle. The elders had a conspiracy to overthrow DAB, and I had caught Sister Sophie muttering her evil plans that day when she led me to Tangle's lair. Chestnut was fined only 100CC, but he managed to escape from banishment by the nobility of his previous services. He then, it is said, avenged himself against the elders. Thus Chestnut became a good and loyal dibbun, eventually becoming the great, esteemed Extra Paw.
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