Author's Note: I laugh every time I imagine Stitch masquerading as hare. I wish someone could draw a picture of him and post it online.
Chapter 4
Now, let's go back and see how Lilo and Mander are doing. Beautiful aromas filled the air as Mander's cake was baking. Mander smiled, recalling the day's events. First, using oil, sugar, potato flour, cocoa, and a few other ingredients I wouldn't know the names of, they made a dark, rich, creamy batter. Then, they added various fruits and nuts. [Author's Question: Does anyone know what a damson is? Brian Jacques keeps mentioning them in the feasts.] Anyway, down on the ground next to the treehouse, Mander stood watching steam rise up from the Dutch oven.
"Lilo, I think we'll need another couple more pieces of firewood."
There was no answer.
"Lilo?"
Mander looked around. Lilo was nowhere to be seen. Mander thought to herself, "You know, I thought I was trouble as a dibbun, but I was nothing compared that hyperactive little human."
Suddenly, Mander was alert. Something wasn't right. She sniffed the air. Her tail twitched. Her intuition was telling her that Lilo was in trouble. Quickly, Mander ran to her treehouse and dashed up the treetrunk to retrieve her sword, Wolfbane.
As she pulled the sword from its scabbard, an errie-yet-familiar blue glow met her eyes. Whenever the blade of Wolfbane glowed, it meant that strangebeasts, carrying weapons, were nearby. Cautiously, silently, Mander climbed down the tree and started following Lilo's footprints. After a few minutes of tracking, she snuck upon a most peculiar sight. Lilo was standing there arguing with two...well...two strangebeasts. One of them resembled a large mole, except that it didn't talk like a mole, and it had four eyes! In contrast, the other creature had only one large eye in the middle of its head. This furless creature had green skin and wore some sort of military uniform. Unaware of Mander's presence, the three continued to argue.
"Now see here," said Jumba, the mole-thing, speaking in a Russian-sounding accent, "you have no choice. Order are orders."
"That's right," said Pleakley, the one-eyed creature, speaking in a whiny voice, "you have no idea how many intergalactic regulations you two have broken! Why, when the Grand Councilor hears of this, she'll--OUCH!!!"
Lilo had bitten Pleakley in the arm, causing him to release her. Lilo ran, luckily in Mander's direction. The two aliens began to chase after Lilo, when an angry squirrel with a sword stopped them.
"Hold it right there! Where did you two freaks come from, and how do you know Lilo?" Mander demanded.
Jumba smiled slyly as he spoke, "I can see, my little fuzzy friend, that you aren't familiar with this phrase:"
A painful bolt of energy struck Mander as Jumba continued, "Always shoot first; ask questions later."
Mander the squirrel faded into unconsciousness. As she slept, a beast came to her in a dream. Mander gasped as a phantasmic image of (you guessed it) Martin the Warrior strode toward her.
As the golden aura surrounding Martin drew near her, Mander felt its warmth. She felt very good... very cleansed. Martin the Warrior spoke to her:
Sorrow from Joy.
And Joy from Sorrow.
When these two are near,
The dawn is morrow.
One friend stands near,
To bring you good cheer.
The other friend, instead,
Dwells in Halls of Red.
Seek not the false hare,
By the river where he fall.
But search by the sea,
O Champion of Redwall!
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Gameshow Announcer: And NOW it's time to plaaay...
[drum roll]
Audience: NAME...THAT...VERMIN!!!
[estatic gameshow music]
In the next chapter, I will introduce a hordebeast leader, so I want you all to suggest a name and species for him or her.
Chapter 4
Now, let's go back and see how Lilo and Mander are doing. Beautiful aromas filled the air as Mander's cake was baking. Mander smiled, recalling the day's events. First, using oil, sugar, potato flour, cocoa, and a few other ingredients I wouldn't know the names of, they made a dark, rich, creamy batter. Then, they added various fruits and nuts. [Author's Question: Does anyone know what a damson is? Brian Jacques keeps mentioning them in the feasts.] Anyway, down on the ground next to the treehouse, Mander stood watching steam rise up from the Dutch oven.
"Lilo, I think we'll need another couple more pieces of firewood."
There was no answer.
"Lilo?"
Mander looked around. Lilo was nowhere to be seen. Mander thought to herself, "You know, I thought I was trouble as a dibbun, but I was nothing compared that hyperactive little human."
Suddenly, Mander was alert. Something wasn't right. She sniffed the air. Her tail twitched. Her intuition was telling her that Lilo was in trouble. Quickly, Mander ran to her treehouse and dashed up the treetrunk to retrieve her sword, Wolfbane.
As she pulled the sword from its scabbard, an errie-yet-familiar blue glow met her eyes. Whenever the blade of Wolfbane glowed, it meant that strangebeasts, carrying weapons, were nearby. Cautiously, silently, Mander climbed down the tree and started following Lilo's footprints. After a few minutes of tracking, she snuck upon a most peculiar sight. Lilo was standing there arguing with two...well...two strangebeasts. One of them resembled a large mole, except that it didn't talk like a mole, and it had four eyes! In contrast, the other creature had only one large eye in the middle of its head. This furless creature had green skin and wore some sort of military uniform. Unaware of Mander's presence, the three continued to argue.
"Now see here," said Jumba, the mole-thing, speaking in a Russian-sounding accent, "you have no choice. Order are orders."
"That's right," said Pleakley, the one-eyed creature, speaking in a whiny voice, "you have no idea how many intergalactic regulations you two have broken! Why, when the Grand Councilor hears of this, she'll--OUCH!!!"
Lilo had bitten Pleakley in the arm, causing him to release her. Lilo ran, luckily in Mander's direction. The two aliens began to chase after Lilo, when an angry squirrel with a sword stopped them.
"Hold it right there! Where did you two freaks come from, and how do you know Lilo?" Mander demanded.
Jumba smiled slyly as he spoke, "I can see, my little fuzzy friend, that you aren't familiar with this phrase:"
A painful bolt of energy struck Mander as Jumba continued, "Always shoot first; ask questions later."
Mander the squirrel faded into unconsciousness. As she slept, a beast came to her in a dream. Mander gasped as a phantasmic image of (you guessed it) Martin the Warrior strode toward her.
As the golden aura surrounding Martin drew near her, Mander felt its warmth. She felt very good... very cleansed. Martin the Warrior spoke to her:
Sorrow from Joy.
And Joy from Sorrow.
When these two are near,
The dawn is morrow.
One friend stands near,
To bring you good cheer.
The other friend, instead,
Dwells in Halls of Red.
Seek not the false hare,
By the river where he fall.
But search by the sea,
O Champion of Redwall!
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Gameshow Announcer: And NOW it's time to plaaay...
[drum roll]
Audience: NAME...THAT...VERMIN!!!
[estatic gameshow music]
In the next chapter, I will introduce a hordebeast leader, so I want you all to suggest a name and species for him or her.