Author's Note: One of my reviewers was wondering how Mander the squirrel knew about humans. Well, my story takes place in the "fanfic version" of Redwall, meaning that the Woodlanders are aware of happenings in other fanfics, such as "Wyatt's Great Adventure," by Quickpaw Widepad (one of my favorite stories).
Chapter 03
That evening, the Abbot of Redwall was walking near some trees, carrying a lantern.
"Hurry up, Mimsy. He's gonna catch us."
"There he is, wot. Quick, Gimble, let's hide.
"Come on, you Dibbuns," said Abbot Theo as he searched through the bushes, "You can't hide out here forever, you know. You're getting a bath sooner or later, so it might as well be now." The Dibbuns, Mimsy the hare and Gimble the squirrel remained hidden.
Abbot Theo slowly walked back to the Abbey, saying out loud, "It's a shame those two aren't coming in because we're having extra candied chestnuts after dinner. I guess we'll have to give theirs to somebeast else."
When the Abbot was out of sight, they got up.
"This is all your fault, Mimsy. We're gonna miss dinner."
"My fault? It was your idea. Besides, you were supposed to bring us something to eat."
"I did. Here."
Gimble pulled two slices of stale bread out of a sack.
"What, we're missing candied chestnuts for this?"
"Aw, come on. At least I'm not the one who--"
ZAP!
Gimble was interrupted as Stitch appeared next to him and Mimsy.
"Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!"
"Eeeeeeeeek!!!"
When Mimsy and Gimble saw Stitch, they mistook him for the Jabberwock monster that likes to hide in the woods and eat naughty Dibbuns who run away during bathtime. [Author's note: If you haven't read the poem "Jabberwocky," by Lewis Caroll, you can read it at websites such as www.absolutepoetry.com]
Gimble was on the ground with his paws over his eyes.
Mimsy said to Stitch, "Mr. Jabberywocky, you're not gonna eat us, wot?"
Stitch shook his head. Gimble spoke up, "No, you wouldn't want to eat us. There's lots of candied chestnuts in the Abbey. You'll like those better. Come on."
As they walked toward the Abbey, Stitch decided to metamorph himself so as to blend in with the Abbeydwellers. Stitch looked at Gimble and Mimsy and concluded that he would be more convincing as a hare than a squirrel.
"Wait," said Stitch as he looked carefully at Mimsy. Then he began stretching and elongating his footpaws, to Gimble's wonderment and Mimsy's disgust.
"EEWWWWW! Wot's the beast doin'?"
Stitch pulled on his ears until they were hare-sized, and he finished by changing his tail.
"Cool! I think he wants to be a hare like you."
"Well tell the bloomin' Jabberwock to stop. That's disgusting, wot!"
"I say," said Stitch, imitating Mimsy, "I'm no Jabberwock. I'm a bloomin' hare, wot wot!"
Chapter 03
That evening, the Abbot of Redwall was walking near some trees, carrying a lantern.
"Hurry up, Mimsy. He's gonna catch us."
"There he is, wot. Quick, Gimble, let's hide.
"Come on, you Dibbuns," said Abbot Theo as he searched through the bushes, "You can't hide out here forever, you know. You're getting a bath sooner or later, so it might as well be now." The Dibbuns, Mimsy the hare and Gimble the squirrel remained hidden.
Abbot Theo slowly walked back to the Abbey, saying out loud, "It's a shame those two aren't coming in because we're having extra candied chestnuts after dinner. I guess we'll have to give theirs to somebeast else."
When the Abbot was out of sight, they got up.
"This is all your fault, Mimsy. We're gonna miss dinner."
"My fault? It was your idea. Besides, you were supposed to bring us something to eat."
"I did. Here."
Gimble pulled two slices of stale bread out of a sack.
"What, we're missing candied chestnuts for this?"
"Aw, come on. At least I'm not the one who--"
ZAP!
Gimble was interrupted as Stitch appeared next to him and Mimsy.
"Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!"
"Eeeeeeeeek!!!"
When Mimsy and Gimble saw Stitch, they mistook him for the Jabberwock monster that likes to hide in the woods and eat naughty Dibbuns who run away during bathtime. [Author's note: If you haven't read the poem "Jabberwocky," by Lewis Caroll, you can read it at websites such as www.absolutepoetry.com]
Gimble was on the ground with his paws over his eyes.
Mimsy said to Stitch, "Mr. Jabberywocky, you're not gonna eat us, wot?"
Stitch shook his head. Gimble spoke up, "No, you wouldn't want to eat us. There's lots of candied chestnuts in the Abbey. You'll like those better. Come on."
As they walked toward the Abbey, Stitch decided to metamorph himself so as to blend in with the Abbeydwellers. Stitch looked at Gimble and Mimsy and concluded that he would be more convincing as a hare than a squirrel.
"Wait," said Stitch as he looked carefully at Mimsy. Then he began stretching and elongating his footpaws, to Gimble's wonderment and Mimsy's disgust.
"EEWWWWW! Wot's the beast doin'?"
Stitch pulled on his ears until they were hare-sized, and he finished by changing his tail.
"Cool! I think he wants to be a hare like you."
"Well tell the bloomin' Jabberwock to stop. That's disgusting, wot!"
"I say," said Stitch, imitating Mimsy, "I'm no Jabberwock. I'm a bloomin' hare, wot wot!"