The first one on the scene, surprisingly, was Corvi.
"What in Gum did you two do!"
Flynn and Martinni had split completely from the scene. Wise of them. Unwise of Toni and Cubbi to try, as they caused the mess. This wasn't
something to walk away from and they both knew it.
"Where were you?" Toni countered. "Touching noses with Berrybottom's granddaughter?"
Flushing an intense red, Corvi's jaw clenched before he stalked away, mad as heck.
Toni and Cubbi exchanged looks.
Cubbi asked, "Isn't he too young to like girls? Yuck!"
"Aww, we just like to tease him, cuz he's the oldest. We dunno where he goes. Don't care. More fun to tease him and not know." Grinning, Toni looked
around at the destruction. "Er... How we gonna explain this?"
"The truth is always best, young squire." came the great booming voice of Sir Gumlittle.
Toni gulped. "Uh... Uh... Ohh... my arm!" Clutching his arm, the cub went into throws of agony. Anything to distract his mentoring knight from the
surrounding damage.
Cubbi rolled his eyes. Especially as Gumlittle fell for it.
"What's wrong, lad? Don't tell me you were hurt during another of your stupid stunts?"
Cubbi was thinking maybe he could sneak away. He did not wanna get left with all this on his head!
Exasperated, Gumlittle scooped Toni up and headed for the nearest healer.
On second thought, he turned toward Cubbi. "You stay put. Plucki and the others'll be here any moment."
"Already are." Sir Ramsei said, leading the throng of adults.
Berrybottom, Spinwillow, Wooddale, Ecri, and Plucki swarmed on the scene, gasping and staring in stunned disapproval at what could have been a quick
car wreck for all the damage.
"What in the name of fur! Great Gummies, what happened here?" Councilor Berrybottom demanded of Cubbi.
Funny, but he sounded like a mix of Gruffi and Zummi for a second there. The familiarity didn't calm the cub any. They only sounded like that when they were steamed! "Er... Well, ya see... Um... We were just playing, and..."
Spinwillow went down on her knees at the carnage. "My... my dishes... My jade horses... My family heirlooms?" She started growling and would have said more if not for a hand on her shoulder by Wooddale.
"It can all be repaired, 'willow. No need to fuss so."
"Wooddale, this is inappropriate behavior for any cub." Sir Ramsus sputtered, pointing needlessly to the wrecked cabinet and contents. "'Just playing'? No cub with any sense would have played with a cabinet!"
"Calm down, all of you." Plucki's usually calm voice had a deadly chill to it. "Cubbi is my squire, and as such, I will punish him appropriately." Plucki's eyes sought those of the pink furred cub. "Cubbi? Come with me."
gulp He knew he was in for it but he was also honorable and would take whatever punishment due. That was part of being a knight. Just keep tellin' yerself that...
Cubbi was led to the nearest washroom and there Plucki eyed him to the depth of his soul. "Cubbi, what exactly happened?"
With Plucki's calm manner returned, it was a little easier to talk about it. "We were playing and the quickcar got stuck on the cabinets and... well... we tried to get it."
"I see." More than the cub said, it was how he said it. Plucki understood very well that, having not been raised in Gummadoon, Cubbi might have been feeling more than just the weight and remorse of battle. He needed to spend time-- fun time-- with cubs his own age. Something normal. How could he punish the cub severely when he and his longtime playmates had done far worse?

:flashback:
Gummadoon courtyard, pre-human invasion time
"Hey, Blastus! Toss it lower!"
"Eh, mon' ami petit, jump a little higher!" The french-born cub chuckled but dutifully tossed the ball to Gumlittle, his vertically challenged playmate. They were roughly the same height, but 'Little claimed his dad told him he'd just get bigger and bigger. Well, they'd just turned ten and no growing yet!
Plucki, prowling in the bushes, leaped out and caught the ball before it reached 'Little. "Ha! Gotta catch me now!" Tearing around a corner, he wasn't looking where he was headed and collided into Fleuri's flower patch cart. Pots, soil, and bulbs were bumped over, rolled, and crashed to the ground.
Gumlittle and Blastus, bringing up the rear of the chase, slowed when they saw what happened.
"Uh oh."
"Zut!"
"Erego Blastus! Ques quese!"
"Mama... Je joue au ball--"
"Non. Ne discute pas, garcon!" Fleuri snatched her son and Plucki and pulled them to the nearest knight, who'd been coming over at the commotion, along with others.
"S'il te plait, Mama! Plucki il--"
Enraged, Blastus was not able to repeat the words his mother said next, for their bad content.
"Madame Fleuri, what is going on?" The blue-furred knight, trying hard not to laugh at the scene, appeared sufficiently serious to have the children brought to him.
"Sir Hari, zese... boys... 'ave ruined my work!"

"In stead of carting them about, why don't you just have them help you get everything in order?" Expertly steering her and the cubs back that way, he continued to smooth talk the irate foreign gummi until she was quite willing to oversee her son and Plucki fix the damage done. Plucki marveled at the old knight and had never had any other hero or role model in mind but Sir Hari. His dad... Well, he didn't really remember dad very well. So there was Sir Hari and so good at making everything better that Plucki rather enjoyed the punishment.

:present, Gummadoon:

"You'll be cleaning this washroom, including behind the sinks and toilet. Just you. No one else. That will be your punishment."
Cubbi's head sagged. "Yes, sir..."
Plucki smiled gently. "You're lucky I didn't hand you over to Councilor Spinwillow!"
Cubbi snorted. "Yeah. I wouldn't have survived that! Okay, Plucki. And I understand why I'm being punished. It still stinks, though."
The knight cocked his head to one side and sniffed the air. "I don't smell anything." His straight face fell away with a huge grin to make the joke complete. With a pat on the head, he left Cubbi to his punishment. Just outside, Plucki paused, remembering the good old days fondly. He, Blastus, and Gumlittle were quite the rascalish trio... Plucki grinned mightily.
He stood there remembering for a bit, listening to Cubbi whistling away his work woes.