I apologize for being so late! :0 *Flops on the floor*
Jay twirls her mustache thoughtfully.
Essa: "Follow it through what? The thing just vanished in thin air, cackling like a maniac."
Halen: "Hm, well I don't think he sounded like a maniac, I think he sounded like a sheep."
Con: "..A sheep?"
Boomer: "He didn't sound like a sheep! What's wrong with you? He sounded like a... An um... A Derpy thing!"
Essa: "Well, yeah. That's because he is a derpy thing."
"Nonsense! He sounded like a sheep!" Halen says, in an outrage.
Oracle of Derp: Don't be silly! He sounded like a pigeon to me."
MMM: "You're all wrong! He sounded like an irate beaver!"
Essa: "Guys sto-...How do you know what an irate beaver sounds like?"
MMM: *Shivers and pats Essa on the shoulder* Trust me. You don't want to know.
Essa: "Well, ok then."
Halen: "A SHEEP! HE SOUNDED LIKE A SHEEP!"
Con holds his head in his hands and sighs exasperatedly.
Con: "Who cares! We have a riddle to solve!"
Halen: "I care!"
MMM: "So do I!"
Halen: "He sounded like a sheep!"
MMM: "A beaver!"
Con does his best to stop the arguing while Essa does nothing to help and munches on a cookie.
"Gee," She murmurs amidst the chaos. "This cookie is yummy."
Jay has been twirling her mustache the whole time and gasps dramatically.
Jay: "I think I've solved the riddle! It's- OH NO! My mustache has fallen off! OH WOE! OH FIE!" She sobs.
And so, Boomer, MMM, and Con are fighting amongst themselves, Jay is crying dramatically over a fallen mustache and Essa is cheerfully munching on a cookie, surveying the chaos and dispair with a goofy grin. Perhaps, she is the real villain in this story. Or maybe the cookie! Or the irate beaver, or that guy in the corner selling cabages. Who knows?
MM Boomer and Con: *Accidentally knocks over the cabbage cart*
Cabbage man: MY CABBAGES!
Truly impeccable randomness.
*avalanche of cabbages buries Con, Boomer and MMM*
Con: THEY'RE TOUCHING ME! *flails beneath pile*
Cabbage man: Don't struggle! These are quicksand cabbages!
Essa: There's no such thing.
Cabbage man: I developed the breed myself.
Essa: Why?
Cabbage man: Cause a random derpy thing told me too.
Jay: Wow, I wonder if your derpy thing is related to our derpy thing?
Essa: Let's just get them out. Do we need rope or something?
Con: I CON'T TAKE IT ANYMORE. *goes back to flailing*
Boomer: *hums to self*
MMM: *has cabbage in mouth, CON't do much of anything*
Essa: *throws rope* *lassos cabbage* *pulls single cabbage away from pile* This is going to take a long time.
Con: *disappears*
Dis be crazed……I like it.
Essa: Gah Con! Arg.
*ties rope around the ruined stove and dives in after him then throws him out into the floor and sets about saving Boomer and giving MMM the heimlich* *Con writhes around then scrambles away from the wildlife that begins to gather around him*
MMM: *gasp choke choke* Wow, man I am never going to get that taste of cabbage out of my mouth. Oooo, or my nasel cavities.
Halen: What does it taste like?
MMM: Not surprisingly, dirty gym socks.
Halin: Hm, makes sense.
Essa: BOYS! We need to focus on figuring out the riddle. Jay you were going to say something?
*Jay who had glued her fallen mustache back on sounded quite nasel sinse she had to hold it on till it dried*
Jay: Nyes Nindeend. I nave discovernd the answern! Snince the dervy thiggy gets around by portnal someone must trust enough to go after nit blindly. And it nas to be someone the rest of nus trust enough to follow.
*Everyone exchanges suspicious glances*
MMM: Well this quest is doomed.
Jay: *Stroking mustache gently* Not nreally. We nall just need to agreen on a common person we trust.
MMM: Well this quest is doomed.
Essa: Ugggg. You're not helping Merry.
MMM: You're all thinking it, I'm just saying it.
Boomer: How bout this. One the count of three why don't we all just say someone we trust. Then we keep trying till we find someone that works for everybody.
*avalanche of cabbages buries Con, Boomer and MMM*
Con: THEY'RE TOUCHING ME! *flails beneath pile*
Cabbage man: Don't struggle! These are quicksand cabbages!
Essa: There's no such thing.
Cabbage man: I developed the breed myself.
Essa: Why?
Cabbage man: Cause a random derpy thing told me too.
Jay: Wow, I wonder if your derpy thing is related to our derpy thing?
Essa: Let's just get them out. Do we need rope or something?
Con: I CON'T TAKE IT ANYMORE. *goes back to flailing*
Boomer: *hums to self*
MMM: *has cabbage in mouth, CON't do much of anything*
Essa: *throws rope* *lassos cabbage* *pulls single cabbage away from pile* This is going to take a long time.
Con: *disappears*
Dis be crazed……I like it.
Essa: Gah Con! Arg.
*ties rope around the ruined stove and dives in after him then throws him out into the floor and sets about saving Boomer and giving MMM the heimlich* *Con writhes around then scrambles away from the wildlife that begins to gather around him*
MMM: *gasp choke choke* Wow, man I am never going to get that taste of cabbage out of my mouth. Oooo, or my nasel cavities.
Halen: What does it taste like?
MMM: Not surprisingly, dirty gym socks.
Halin: Hm, makes sense.
Essa: BOYS! We need to focus on figuring out the riddle. Jay you were going to say something?
*Jay who had glued her fallen mustache back on sounded quite nasel sinse she had to hold it on till it dried*
Jay: Nyes Nindeend. I nave discovernd the answern! Snince the dervy thiggy gets around by portnal someone must trust enough to go after nit blindly. And it nas to be someone the rest of nus trust enough to follow.
*Everyone exchanges suspicious glances*
MMM: Well this quest is doomed.
Jay: *Stroking mustache gently* Not nreally. We nall just need to agreen on a common person we trust.
MMM: Well this quest is doomed.
Essa: Ugggg. You're not helping Merry.
MMM: You're all thinking it, I'm just saying it.
Boomer: How bout this. One the count of three why don't we all just say someone we trust. Then we keep trying till we find someone that works for everybody.
*ties rope around the ruined stove and dives in after him then throws him out into the floor and sets about saving Boomer and giving MMM the heimlich* *Con writhes around then scrambles away from the wildlife that begins to gather around him*
MMM: *gasp choke choke* Wow, man I am never going to get that taste of cabbage out of my mouth. Oooo, or my nasel cavities.
Halen: What does it taste like?
MMM: Not surprisingly, dirty gym socks.
Halin: Hm, makes sense.
Essa: BOYS! We need to focus on figuring out the riddle. Jay you were going to say something?
*Jay who had glued her fallen mustache back on sounded quite nasel sinse she had to hold it on till it dried*
Jay: Nyes Nindeend. I nave discovernd the answern! Snince the dervy thiggy gets around by portnal someone must trust enough to go after nit blindly. And it nas to be someone the rest of nus trust enough to follow.
*Everyone exchanges suspicious glances*
MMM: Well this quest is doomed.
Jay: *Stroking mustache gently* Not nreally. We nall just need to agreen on a common person we trust.
MMM: Well this quest is doomed.
Essa: Ugggg. You're not helping Merry.
MMM: You're all thinking it, I'm just saying it.
Boomer: How bout this. One the count of three why don't we all just say someone we trust. Then we keep trying till we find someone that works for everybody.
I have heard that….it was in a movie. 
Good. How about "Hello" by Adele? 
No, my parents are huge fans of Adele. 
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Arg. 
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Arg. 
