Author's note: well, this is my second chapter of my series you see… and second story to ever post. I did a little of my own mole language. I know this is not great and neither was the first, but posting more stories will make me better, lol… Enjoy!!!
P.S: It's very short this time.
Stratastron, what a wonderful place! As the sun fell, creatures still bustled around. Dibbuns scattered here and there finding a creature that would be there next target of one of the tricks they had in their small young heads. A little mouse and mole scurried toward Flitt with sticks in their dirt caked hands. They start poking him all over.
"Ouchie, young'ons be poking me!"
"Yourr ai bwad rabbit, Zirrr"
The dibbuns, very young children, knew what the two young ones had done. They wanted to be included in the fun of the scroll. Flitt was annoyed and wanted to get them out of his way.
"Now, now, I'll give you a juicy grape and you lot shall be going to yur beds!"
"No, no! I'd really like four grapes; two for me and him."
The little mouse spoke up this time. Flitt was going to bargain with the dibbuns, but soon there was a war cry!!!