Amy, Shadow, and Silver were on the wooden platform jetting over the entrance garden, with Nabnut the Squirrel happy to see them.

"Oh, thank goodness!' Nabunut exclaimed as he moved his arms about. "I'm missing all my acorns! Can you go and get them for me?"

Shadow placed his hands on his hips as he shook his head. "What? You want us to get you more acorns? But you'll stuff yourself!" He gawked.

Nabnut shook his head as he moved his left hand slowly. "No, I need them to harvest for the winter. After all, I am a squirrel!"

Silver nodded his head as he wrapped his arms around the back of his head. "Well, that does make sense..."

Amy pooted as she folded her arms. "All right, Mr. Squirrel, just tell us where to find these acorns, and we'll get them for you." She stated as she smiled, lowering her eyes. "And perhaps you'll help us in return, hmm?"

"...How, exactly?" Nabnut replied as he blinked, somewhat oblivious to Amy's request.