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Date Posted: 17:07:42 10/24/02 Thu
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's message, "*hyper squirrel actully calms down for once and lugs a big book over to the fireside and sits down.*" on 18:02:56 10/11/02 Fri
Chapter Seven
A rather bruised Yetaria sat in her tent with Pine standing nervously next to her. “The squirrel is a threat.” the wildcat mused to herself, “the spirit of Martin the mouse warrior lives on in her. And the young otter. She is annoying on the outside but she is strong, despite her age.” Yetaria sat up straight. “How can I get rid of them?”
Pine smiled, trying to please her mistress. “Perhaps you could create a diversion, lure them away then attack the abbey.”
The wildcat turned to Pine with a peculiar expression on her face. “You know what, Pine?”
“What, Milady?”
“You’re not as stupid as you look.” Yetaria picked up a piece of parchment and began writing on it. Pine sighed in relief. The pine marten had been expecting worse. Yetaria stood up. “I’m going to speak to my mother,” she said, “Go and do something.”
“Yes Milady.”
***
It was lunchtime at the abbey.
Everybeast was eating and chatting, or just plain scoffing. Truffle was swimming in a pot of hotroot soup. Martina and Rufe were fighting over a giant pasty. Fuffle and the other dibbuns were nowhere to be seen.
Mhera frowned. “Has anybeast seen the dibbuns?”
Deyna looked up. “Nope.” He looked down to discover that somebeast had eaten his hotroot soup. “But Truffle’s here somewhere.”
“She was swimming in that big pot of soup…” Mhera’s voice trailed off. “Where is she?”
***
“C’mon!” hissed Truffle.
“OK, OK!” grumbled Fuffle, who was clinging to the gate, trying to undo the latch. “This isn’t easy y’know, Truffle!”
Truffle frowned. “Then get down and I’ll do it!” As the ottermaid spoke, the gate swung outwards and Fuffle fell off with a bump.
Fuffle stood up and grinned. “Dibbuns an’ dibbuns! You can come outs nows!”
About twenty dibbuns crept out the door, closing it silently behind them. The latch fell into place.
***
A female hare was walking towards the Abbey, not suspecting a thing. Of course, this meant that when a small otter jumped out of a tree and landed on her head she was extremely surprised.
Truffle giggled hanging onto the hares head. “Look what I founds!” she yelled.
Another twenty dibbuns jumped on the hare, knocking her over. A tiny male mouse looked down at her. “Who be ya?”
The hare looked confused. “I’m Deodar Fastfeet. Who are you?”
The mouse leant over her. “I be Gonfflet. We gonna take yous to Redwall!” As he said this, the dibbuns pulled Deodar up and began half pushing, half dragging her towards the main gate.
***
Martina had wandered outside, covered in pasty. As she walked past the gate there was a scratching sound and a knock. “Who’s there?” she said.
“It be us! Letta in nows!” cried an unmistakable voice. Truffle.
“Truffle?” Martina puzzled. “What are you doing out there?”
“Open da door!”
“OK, OK.” Martina muttered as she opened the gate, only to be knocked over by a large whitish something.
The something sat up, and proved to be a hare with only one ear. She got off Martina and grinned sheepishly. “Sorry about that! The dibbuns pushed me.” She glared at Truffle. “I’m Deodar Fastfeet. What’s you’re name?”
Martina sat up, rubbing her head. “I’m Martina Songflower Reguba. Err…I take it the dibbuns ambushed you?”
Deodar nodded. “They’re pretty violent, aren’t they.”
“Yeah,” the squirrelmaid replied, “and never say the forbidden word.”
“What forbidden word?”
Martina looked round nervously. “Bathtime.”
“Gerrer!” The dibbuns on Martina, tickling furiously. Truffle giggled. “That what ya gets Marti!”
“Stoppit! Stoppit you little devils! Heeheehee! Stop!” laughed the squirrelmaid.
Deodar giggled. “Err…I’m just going to go now…or they’ll get me again!”
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Chapter Seven (this one has Deo in it!)
