AN: Yes! I know I'm a horrible person! I am so sorry for not updating sooner, but I spent december in the states for my dad's wedding with no computer. So, here it is!
It was almost dark by the time the 3 teammates re-appeared. Their sudden materialization drew Sigurd to their quarters. However, Hal (who had been given a brief rundown of the situation) had intercepted him and had made him aware of the situation.
Zac went straight to his bedroll and lay down. The others stared at him awkwardly. After a few moments, Hal reentered the tent. He stood there for a minute before approaching his teammate. Zac's eyes stayed focused on the wall.
"I know it sucks, but try doing something that will amuse you."
Zac showed no sign of hearing. Hal sighed and moved back to the others.
"Okay guys. Bedtime."
Zac didn't move as everyone around him crawled into their bedrolls. He closed his eyes and tried to sleep. However, Hal's words kept floating around in his head. 'Try doing something that will amuse you.'
The next day the herons were awakened by shouts from one of the neighbouring campsites. Bleary-eyed, they stumbled out to see what the fuss was about. They were greeted by a very angry Tursgud storming towards them. A very angry and green Tursgud. His anger grew when the Herons burst out laughing. He pointed a very grassy finger at Zac.
"YOU DID THIS! YOU! I KNOW IT!"
Zac feigned a look of innocence.
"What makes it think it was me?
"IT WAS YOU! I DON'T KNOW HOW, BUT IT WAS!"
Sigurd showed up just in time to hear that last remark.
"What seems to be the problem?"
When Tursgud whirled around, even Sigurd couldn't stop his lip from twitching.
"Are you feeling ill Tursgud? You look a little green."
The Herons were joined by the wolves in their laughter. By this time, Stig was rolling around on the ground. Tursgud's face turned a horrible mash of green and purple. He pointed a quivering finger at Zac.
"IT WAS HIM!"
Sigurd raised a lone eyebrow.
"You have proof?"
Tursgud stuttered around for an explanation. Sigurd raised his hand.
"Don't make unfounded accusations. Unless you have proof, I can't get him in trouble. Now, back to your quarters and get ready for inspection"
Tursgud gave the herons one last hate-filled glare before stalking out of the clearing behind the wolves.
Stig finally managed to peel himself off the ground and faced his teammates.
"Who do you think did that?"
Zac and the twins grinned at each other. Hal caught the motion and shook his head.
"I should have guessed it might have been you three."
Zac smirked.
"Who knew foxglove in roof holes would turn the drips leaking onto them green?"