In the lush, green orchards of Redwall abbey, Rudder was picking blueberries from a bush with two squirrel maids. One of the maids, sporting a red bonnet and blue dress, had heard what had happened between the otter and her vermin friend.

" So Rudder, Friar Luna told us all about your little play date with Rinner last night…" The otter maid turned away from the curious squirrel, blushing with embarrassment. " Oh shut up you two!"

The two squirrels got closer to the otter and kneeled down next to her, looking into her eyes.

" Oh come now Rudder, tell us what happened! We promise not to tell any one else!" The otter stood back up, picking up her basket of blueberries.

" I don't have to tell you two anything!" Then the annoyed otter walked off to Cavern hole to deposit her berries to the Friar. The two squirrels didn't seem the least bit disappointed, both of them calling out: " Well then we'll just ask Rinner!"

Meanwhile, the young weasel was having a conversation with Redwall abbeys most notorious drunken squirrel. Bushbranch Treeleaper was in one of his drunken dazes again, and the weasel was dragged into a conversation.

" So as I wuz sayin' me ole' pal," The squirrel wrapped his arm around the weasel shoulder, pulling him in closer to his face. " Your really da only one who evuh really tawked tah me! And, I respect- BRRAAAP!- dat very much!"

Rinner was on his way to the abbots study to ask if he could get a job as the abbey record keeper, he had been fascinated by Redwall history since he discovered the library, and the intoxicated squirrel had grabbed him by the arm and sat him down, telling him about his life since he was a wee kid.

" And that was the first day I got drunk! Da eeeeeeennnnd…." The squirrel dozed off and fell onto his back. Snoring like a badger after a war. The weasel sighed in relief and stood up only to be forced into another conversation with two determined squirrels.

" Hi Rinner!" The two squirrels chimed. The weasel groaned. " Uumm… we were just wondering….."

" Wondering what?" The weasel had had just about enough of squirrels.

" What were you and Rudder doing in the dormitories?"

The weasel went silent. Although the squirrels couldn't see it, the weasel was blushing. A lot. The weasel simply turned around and ran off down the hallway and into Cavern hole, only to bump into a large otter. The otter was none too happy as it lifted him up by the scruff, roaring in his face angrily,

" WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? SMOOCHIN' WITH MY BABY GIRL? YOU FILTHY VERMIN-" The otter was on the verge of punching poor Rinner in the face when Rudder burst through the entrance, screaming,

" Daddy stop!" As soon as the maid had said that, Rinner turned to his friend, shock and fear on his face.

" Daddy?" The weasel managed to say.

OHOHOHO! RUDDER AND RINNERS RELATIONSHIP IS CAUSIN' TROUBLE AT THE ABBEY! I MADE THIS ONE SHORT BECAUSE THIS WAS ALL I COULD THINK OF. THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL CONTINUE THIS CHAPTER, SO DON'T WORRY. PLUS, DON'T FORGET THE ANNUAL BJ MEMORIAL COMPETITION! GO TO THE FORUM FOR MORE INFORMATION!