All of you can thank ferretWARLORD for inspiring me to continue. Take a bow! I wanted this next scene to happen in Salamandastron, but then I realized, THERE'S NO BADGER LORD AND ALMOST NO HARES THERE! And that was the point of the placing. That and I realized distance would be a problem. *facepalm*

Chapter Two

The mouse sped down corridors, past surprised hares ramming into doors, and sometimes more hares, and around corners. She turned another corner and dived into a broom closet. Unfortunately, somebeast was already there.

"Oof!" exclaimed the tubby hare as he sat rubbing his rotund stomach. "D'you always try to kill every chap in a broom closet?" He had crumbs all over his face so it was obvious why he was in there. The mouse looked at him with frightened eyes for a second, then dashed back out- straight into the pair of hares sent to fetch her.

"Whoa, there steady me gel! Gotta fetch you back to Ma' Soliel, wot wot!" said the larger of the two.
The mouse fought tooth and claw to escape. Needless to say, she obtained several more bumps and bruises before she was subdued.

"I say, old chap. I think even Ma' Soleil would be hard put to get her down, wot wot!" said the smaller.

"Aye, Arsenio! Eh, old chap you wouldn't want to maybe get a small amount of vittles after we return this maid to Ma' Soleil?"

"Just a little, eh, wot wot! Splendid idea Verdun!"

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"Mista Martin, mista Martin, can't catcha a me! Hehe!" Little Gonflet ran off giggling. Martin got up and started chasing him. Martin caught up to him and began tickling him mercilessly. "Chugg, save a me!" Chugger and some other Abbey Dibbuns jumped Martin, finally bringing him down by sheer numbers.

"I think Miss Bella is looking for some Dibbuns to test her new pies," said a voice from behind Martin. The Dibbuns immediately got off Martin and ran for the kitchens, squealing. "Alright matey?" said the jolly mousetheif known as Gonff, or POM, as his wife Columbine affectionately called him- Prince Of Mousetheives. "Glad to see a smile on your face. IO thought it might have been stuck like that. That would have been a calamity, eh?"

Martin got up smiling. "So to cheer me up you set Gonflet loose on me?" said Martin with mock severity. "I thought you would never stoop that low." Martin still was wearing a grin as Gonff answered.

"Aye, matey, but that wasn't me. It was Gonflet's idea!" Gonff became serious. "Although matey, we all would like to know what happened in your past. I mean, you're story seems plausible enough, but there's something not quite right about it."

Martin sighed. "Gonff, you have no idea how much I would like to tell you, but I can't," He silenced Gonff protests with a look. "I made a promise seasons ago, I can't tell you anything." Martin's voice seemed to be heavy with sorrow. Gonff could tell his friend was almost broken with grief.

"Aw, matey. You know you'll always have me, Columbine, Bella, and Tim if you need us! Oh, and if Columbine asks if you've seen me tell her I'm in the strawberry patch." Suddenly Gonff dived into a bush. Martin was about to ask why when Columbine came storming out from the inside building. She spotted Martin and came over.

"Martin, have you seen Gonff recently?"

"I think he's in the strawberry patch," answered Martin. "Why?"

"Oh, no reason. GONFF I'M COMING FOR YOU!" Columbine ran off yelling threats.

Martin was still laughing when Gonff came out of the bush. When Martin asked why Columbine was acting like that, Gonff smiled ruefully. "I- Gonflet stole one of her pies and for some reason she blames me!" Gonff looked injured. Martin could barely hold in his laughter.

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