John: "Much. What are you doing?"

Much: "Seeing as you won't move, I'm cleaning around you..."

Robin: "Cleaning in the middle of the night? Just leave John alone and go to sleep..."

Much: "Master, I'll have you know – it's actually morning, but the days are incredibly short these days. Hence the sun is delayed..."

Robin: "Much. Please. It's the middle of Winter. I'd be happy if you'd leave the spring cleaning for Spring."

John: "Hmph."

Djaq: "Please be careful of those vials, they are very delicate."

Much: "Alright, Djaq!"

Djaq: "Just don't break them."

Much: "Fine, fine. I won't go near those dusty horrors.."

Will: "Stop that."

Much: "What!? I'm cleaning, for Heaven's sake!"

Will: "Leave it alone. I'm still working on it."

Much: "Why is everybody so fussy over their belongings?"

Will: "You'll probably break it."

Much: "It's made from wood, for Lord's sake. It won't break if I run a rag over it..."

John: "It broke."

Much: "Oh dear...No it didn't! Oh, per-lease, Little John. Don't even try to make a joke because, believe me, they're not amusing in the very slightest."

Robin: "I actually saw him panic, that was pretty funny..."

(Djaq giggles)

Much: "I thought you were all asleep, anyway."

Robin: "If you wish. We're asleep. Now, hush."

Will: "Well put. Night."

Much: "Being the only one kind enough to do housework before you all wake, I will not be hushed -"

John: "HUSH."

Much: "In fact, I have the right to sing!"

Djaq: "Oh, Allah...Here it comes."

Will: "Robin – make him be quiet."

John: "Much. Shut. Up."

Robin: "Much!"

Much: "All the hearts of the loved ones who – what?"

Robin: "Quiet. Did you hear that?"

Much: "Hear what, Master?..."

Robin: "That noise."

Much: "What? What noise?"

John: "Bats."

Much: "John, I won't fall for it...

silence

Much: ...Where?"

Djaq: "There. Look! I saw one fly past..."

Much: (whispers) "Stop it."

Will: "I saw it, too."

Much: "Oh, I bet you did, wood-boy."

Will: "Wood boy?"

John: "There."

Much: "Oh my God. It's in my kitchen."

Will: "I don't get it. Wood boy?"

Djaq: " - You are a carpenter, Will."

Much: "It's in the camp...it's in the camp...oh my God, it's in the camp..."

Djaq: "I don't think we'll ever sleep at this rate."

Will: "I think you should stop the game, Robin."

Robin: "Ha ha ha. Much, what's so frightening about 'rats with wings'?"

Much: "They have fangs, you know."

Djaq: "Well, even tiny mice have teeth."

Much: "So do the castle dogs."

Robin: "And so does Satan. Good night."

silence

Much: (scoffs) "...There were no bats."

Will: "I know."

Much: "Well, if you're all finished teasing me, I'll get back to dusting this old -"

Djaq: "Much!"

Much: "What?"

Djaq: "That's my foot."

Much: "Sorry."

silence

Much: Oof! What's this?"

Djaq: "That's my other foot. It tickles. Stop it."

Will: "Just get away from her, will you?"

Much: "Sorry, sorry; I thought it was a bunk post. Honestly. Calm down, wood-boy..."

Will: "Stop callin' me that, alright?"

Much: "Wood boy?"

Will: "Yeah."

silence

Much: "...Does it bother you?"

Will: "Yeah. It does."

Much: "May I ask why? Considering you do a lot of whittling, you'd think somebody would have called you..."

Djaq: "Much. If somebody is sensitive to certain name it may be best to just leave it."

Much: "You all call me names!"

John: "You're right. Now go to sleep, fat face."

Much: "F-Fat face?"

Will: "Ohh, does it bother you?"

Much: "Yes, actually. I'm deeply hurt. See, Djaq – none of them are being very sensitive of my feelings-"

Djaq: (sighs) "Fine. I'm very sorry. Here -"

Much: "Oh. Um. Thanks."

Will: (snorts) "You got a kiss. Are you happy?"

Much: "...Perhaps."

John: "Good."

Much: "I'll just quickly finish this bunk post, then I'll leave have a rest."

silence

Djaq: "Much – my foot, again."

Much: "Sorry."

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