Pirate Attack!
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1 By Redwall-hare
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DISCLAIMER: Brian Jacques made Redwall for like, the 6th time! :O
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Petunia: AhhHHHHhhh git 'em yew pirates!
Tipol: Uh pirates?
Petunia: Yes yes the Pirates of Penzance!
Tipol: Yes yes the very thing! Um, also, what's a Penzance?
Petunia: .
Tipol: No really.
Petunia: .
Tipol: .
Awkward silence
Hurdor: Ooh look it's thoi openin' to loif 'gin! O, oi gurtly loiks bein' loive 'gin! *bounds to the opening*
Tipol: Ah yes, wot wot!
DM: Hi.
Tipol: Oh hi.
DM: Heh, thought that I'd disappeared for good, eh?
Tipol: No. In my heart, I knew you were watching me.
DM: Yes.
Tipol: Okie outa the way, good chum! *shoves past DM and goes through barrier*
Hurdor: *follows Tipol* Ahha! We're out foin'ly!
Tipol: Yup, and so is Petunia with her pirate asylum.
Hurdor: Oh no! We 'ave t' go noiw, an' 'urry! Burr aye!
Tipol: *tssks* Don't you ever get tired speaking in moleish? Why don't you be like me and speak regular? It's a waste of brain cells, trying to construct a sentence with all the oi's and burr's and stuff.
Hurdor: I've never thought of that.
Tipol: Good. Stay that way.
Hurdor: *feels hurt*
Tipol: No time to say sorry gotta run away from the Pirates of Penzance!
Major General: For I am a major general… hum dee hum…
Tipol: Ok, Major General. *cough* Go and get your little police squad and surround those pirates!
MG: I'm sorry to disappoint you, fellow citizen. But I got kicked off of being Major General.
Hurdor: Why's that?
MG: Because… oh, it's a long story. It just has something to do with my dog, Ruffles.
Hurdor: Just defend us against those pirates!
MG: They… they aren't pirates.
Ruth: They're noble gentlemen who have gone wrong.
Tipol: Who the heck are you?!
Ruth: I'm 40 years old.
Tipol: Thanks for sharing that. But really, who are you?
Ruth: I'M PETUNIA IN DISGUISE! HAHHHH!
Tipol: How do you laugh like that? Isn't it supposed to be: Hahahahaa! Or MUAHAHAAA! Or BWAHAHAHAAA! Or something? I mean, really. For an evil villain your sure are pathetic.
Petunia: *sniffles* You're mean!
Hurdor: Awww… We're sowwy. Did we hurt Petunia's widdle feelings?
Petunia: Yes. Too bad for you I was about to save the world.
Tipol: What?
Petunia: I'm a secret agent.
Tipol: Then what was all the chasing for?
Petunia: Hey, you have to have a little taste of your own power some time.
Tipol: Oh. So can you stop these…
Petunia: Noble gentlemen.
Tipol: Who have gone wrong.
Petunia: They're still noble gentlemen.
MG: Hi! *waves* I'm still here, you know.
Tipol: Yeah we all know that. Anyways, can you stop them?
Petunia: *holds a British flag* STOP!
Pirates: *stops*
Hurdor: Gudd, noiw begone with you!
Tipol: *mutters something about waste of energy*
Taylern: *swings over* Hi.
Tipol: Traitor.
Taylern: Am not. I had to save myself.
Petunia: *casts her off to the afterlife*
All: Have fun!
Petunia: Anyways, after that ever so rude interruption, I'm a secret agent, trying to stop a mad hare from taking over the world!
Tipol: Oh? And what's that hare's name?
Petunia: Top secret.
Tipol: No, really. I might know him. Or her.
Petunia: Sorry, can't tell.
MG: Hi.
Tipol: *ignores MG* But really, I might know the hare.
Petunia: I can't.
Hurdor: Ploise tell h'us, we'ms be vurry curus!
Tipol: *sigh* Waste of –
MG: Hi.
Tipol: *glares at MG*
MG: *smiles innocently*
Tipol: Wait a sec. So how do you relate to Redwall? You're a… a person!
MG: *smiles innocently* I don't know. The author of this created me in this wacky universe.
Petunia: That's ok, Major General. You can stay in the Redwall world and help me track down the evil genius.
Tipol: Pleeeeeeease, tell us! Or we'll make you with our secret weapon!
Petunia: What secret weapon?
Tipol: The Yuna-look of innocence/pleading that will surely make you tell us! *whips out Yuna*
Yuna: Hey! *glares at Tipol* Let me go you evil villain!
Tipol: Just give her the look and you can go back to the real world.
Yuna: *gives Petunia the innocent look of pleading*
Petunia: AHHHH! Must… be… strong. AHHH! Okay I'll tell just get her away from me!
Yuna: *pop*
1.1 Petunia: It's… ME! MUAHAHAHAA
Hurdor: No surprise.
Petunia: What happened to the gasps? I always receive them.
Tipol: *sigh* Just to make you happy… *gasp*
Petunia: *nods to Tipol* Yes, thank you Tipol.
Hurdor: So you're like a double agent?
Petunia: Yeah, kinda! Cool, isn't it? Like, like… Alias! Yeah, what's-her- name.
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1 By Redwall-hare
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DISCLAIMER: Brian Jacques made Redwall for like, the 6th time! :O
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Petunia: AhhHHHHhhh git 'em yew pirates!
Tipol: Uh pirates?
Petunia: Yes yes the Pirates of Penzance!
Tipol: Yes yes the very thing! Um, also, what's a Penzance?
Petunia: .
Tipol: No really.
Petunia: .
Tipol: .
Awkward silence
Hurdor: Ooh look it's thoi openin' to loif 'gin! O, oi gurtly loiks bein' loive 'gin! *bounds to the opening*
Tipol: Ah yes, wot wot!
DM: Hi.
Tipol: Oh hi.
DM: Heh, thought that I'd disappeared for good, eh?
Tipol: No. In my heart, I knew you were watching me.
DM: Yes.
Tipol: Okie outa the way, good chum! *shoves past DM and goes through barrier*
Hurdor: *follows Tipol* Ahha! We're out foin'ly!
Tipol: Yup, and so is Petunia with her pirate asylum.
Hurdor: Oh no! We 'ave t' go noiw, an' 'urry! Burr aye!
Tipol: *tssks* Don't you ever get tired speaking in moleish? Why don't you be like me and speak regular? It's a waste of brain cells, trying to construct a sentence with all the oi's and burr's and stuff.
Hurdor: I've never thought of that.
Tipol: Good. Stay that way.
Hurdor: *feels hurt*
Tipol: No time to say sorry gotta run away from the Pirates of Penzance!
Major General: For I am a major general… hum dee hum…
Tipol: Ok, Major General. *cough* Go and get your little police squad and surround those pirates!
MG: I'm sorry to disappoint you, fellow citizen. But I got kicked off of being Major General.
Hurdor: Why's that?
MG: Because… oh, it's a long story. It just has something to do with my dog, Ruffles.
Hurdor: Just defend us against those pirates!
MG: They… they aren't pirates.
Ruth: They're noble gentlemen who have gone wrong.
Tipol: Who the heck are you?!
Ruth: I'm 40 years old.
Tipol: Thanks for sharing that. But really, who are you?
Ruth: I'M PETUNIA IN DISGUISE! HAHHHH!
Tipol: How do you laugh like that? Isn't it supposed to be: Hahahahaa! Or MUAHAHAAA! Or BWAHAHAHAAA! Or something? I mean, really. For an evil villain your sure are pathetic.
Petunia: *sniffles* You're mean!
Hurdor: Awww… We're sowwy. Did we hurt Petunia's widdle feelings?
Petunia: Yes. Too bad for you I was about to save the world.
Tipol: What?
Petunia: I'm a secret agent.
Tipol: Then what was all the chasing for?
Petunia: Hey, you have to have a little taste of your own power some time.
Tipol: Oh. So can you stop these…
Petunia: Noble gentlemen.
Tipol: Who have gone wrong.
Petunia: They're still noble gentlemen.
MG: Hi! *waves* I'm still here, you know.
Tipol: Yeah we all know that. Anyways, can you stop them?
Petunia: *holds a British flag* STOP!
Pirates: *stops*
Hurdor: Gudd, noiw begone with you!
Tipol: *mutters something about waste of energy*
Taylern: *swings over* Hi.
Tipol: Traitor.
Taylern: Am not. I had to save myself.
Petunia: *casts her off to the afterlife*
All: Have fun!
Petunia: Anyways, after that ever so rude interruption, I'm a secret agent, trying to stop a mad hare from taking over the world!
Tipol: Oh? And what's that hare's name?
Petunia: Top secret.
Tipol: No, really. I might know him. Or her.
Petunia: Sorry, can't tell.
MG: Hi.
Tipol: *ignores MG* But really, I might know the hare.
Petunia: I can't.
Hurdor: Ploise tell h'us, we'ms be vurry curus!
Tipol: *sigh* Waste of –
MG: Hi.
Tipol: *glares at MG*
MG: *smiles innocently*
Tipol: Wait a sec. So how do you relate to Redwall? You're a… a person!
MG: *smiles innocently* I don't know. The author of this created me in this wacky universe.
Petunia: That's ok, Major General. You can stay in the Redwall world and help me track down the evil genius.
Tipol: Pleeeeeeease, tell us! Or we'll make you with our secret weapon!
Petunia: What secret weapon?
Tipol: The Yuna-look of innocence/pleading that will surely make you tell us! *whips out Yuna*
Yuna: Hey! *glares at Tipol* Let me go you evil villain!
Tipol: Just give her the look and you can go back to the real world.
Yuna: *gives Petunia the innocent look of pleading*
Petunia: AHHHH! Must… be… strong. AHHH! Okay I'll tell just get her away from me!
Yuna: *pop*
1.1 Petunia: It's… ME! MUAHAHAHAA
Hurdor: No surprise.
Petunia: What happened to the gasps? I always receive them.
Tipol: *sigh* Just to make you happy… *gasp*
Petunia: *nods to Tipol* Yes, thank you Tipol.
Hurdor: So you're like a double agent?
Petunia: Yeah, kinda! Cool, isn't it? Like, like… Alias! Yeah, what's-her- name.