Growing Up

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Despite the fact that Cubbi was in no condition to be questioned, he had his own say and told them what he knew, what he'd seen. A sweet drink provided some energy and kept the threat of fainting away, at least for a short time. The cub was overcome by fatigue and injury before he could give directions to the witch's house.

Sir Plucki glanced at Wooddale. "Is this proof enough? Maybe we can't fight all humans but I think it's clear that we can't stay out of this any longer."

Wearily nodding, Wooddale turned to Berrybottom and the other members of the Gummi Council. "We must not remain neutral to this time, this situation. Sir Plucki? Lead the charge as you see fit."

He bowed briefly. "Yes, m'lady."

Buddi and Sunni, left at the mercy of the Kuson-Pi. A sudden flash of inspiration took the yellow-furred Gummi. She took out her own gummiberry juice, downed half of it, and passed the other half to Buddi.

"But I--"

"Drink! I'll lead!"

He did, felt the unfamiliar affect flood his body, and moved with Sunni as she made one gigantic bouncing leap over the Kuson-Pi. And straight through the tower window facing the moonlit night. They landed with a thud, the Kuson-Pi howling at their escape. The clash of metal pulled their eyes to the scene of Gritty and Lady Bane, battling. He was quick. Too quick for her to counter with spell. She had to rely on her sword fighting ability, which was nothing to sneer over, but with only a dagger and her height unbeneficial in this fight, she literally had the short end of the stick.

Buddi spotted Ursa first. Grubbi was still trying to break her shackles with his spear. Sunni and Buddi raced to help him in the confusion, the Kuson-Pi still howling behind them.

"She summoned the Blood Demon!" Buddi told the elder Barbics, frantic and tugging with little effect at Ursa's bonds.

"No..."

"Yes! It almost got us!"

"Cubbi?"

"He got away." Sunni answered, glad to hear a language she understood. At least, she _hoped_ he'd gotten away. "I think the shackles are enchanted." She said, hoping to stop Grubbi from breaking his only weapon.

"No doubt." Ursa replied, very much aware and struggling to free herself.

To be of some use, she looked about for some sort of enchanted tool to break them.

There was a sudden beating on the locked door. Sunni gasped. The sound of chanting Troggels filtered in. Then at her rear, out the window she and Buddi had bounced in from, a loud crashing started. Like the punching in of stone, by... large and... powerful... feel... She felt sick suddenly as her fears became real. The Kuson-Pi leaped in from the window, having clawed its way up the side of the castle. With one mighty roar, it began a second search to quench its thirst. It's thoughts were clear: with so many gummies around, no doubt it could get at least one.

Far Past

Grammi, Tummi, and Zummi awoke to an eerie feeling. A disturbance in the forest, and a commotion outside. The pre-Barbic warriors were all very much awake and listening with keen ears, on edge.

She went out to ask, "What's goin' on?"

"Shh."

A distant yelling drew near. Grammi recognized it, just as the once-guards of Gummeria charged forward upon hearing the words.

"Gummeria's being attacked!! They're defenseless!!"

"Gruffi!" Grammi ran to meet him as the other Glens emerged from their tent.

"We gotta help them!" Gruffi was yelling at the top of his lungs. The guards were already running as fast as they could, weapons in hand. He ran straight to Grammi.

One of the pre-Barbics shoved Malachi toward Grammi. "Keep him here. Don't go back to Gummeria. Just keep him here!" he said, before running off to join the others.

Malachi tried to follow but Gruffi grabbed him.

"Lemme go! Sissy's out there! Where's Sachi? Lemme GO!!"

No matter how much the cub fussed or kicked or cried or pinched or bit, Gruffi held him fast. He wouldn't speak of what he'd seen. All would find out soon enough.

Present

Ryo paced, looked at Zeshi and Mardi.

"They left, Ryo. That's the only thing we can think."

"Without their things?" He shook his head. "None of this makes any sense."

He didn't actually hate the Glens. It was their way of life that choked him with anger. Now, if Ursa and the others were to return with the Glens gone, he'd be blamed for their disappearance, he felt sure. He was worried; for himself, and yes, for the Glens. What if something DID happen to them? He only wanted them out of Barbic life, not ... dead.

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