Dibbun Ivasion (A.K.A. Occupy Redwall Abbey)

The door to the Entry open slightly, and Torry and Saramina slip in, evidently doing their best to remain either undetected, or to attempt to seem like they had been there the whole time. Though once Torry saw Oz, he half-lost his nerve...

Oz says, "They may still be here, him and his sister.""

Tristan shrugs, "Maybe, and I guess I should start there." he catches the dibbuns coming in out of the corner of his eye but doesn’t say or do anything for the moment.

Oz nods, he glances over at the dibbuns, he nods "Greetings..." he says, he sounds a little tried.

Rusty pages, "hi" to Oz, Torry and you.

Saramina quickly hides behind Torry as she realizes they've been seen. "Towwy... Dey've seens us..."

Torry freezes once they were addressed... Before feeling relieved - he didn't seem to realize they'd snuck in! Or that the door was slightly ajar. "Um... Hello!"

Tristan turns his head to the dibbuns waving to them, but lets Oz handle any serious discussion. Why does he always end up around dibbuns when he's bad at dealing with them?

Oz watches them "Hope staying out of trouble and should go to bed, Sister May was to have dibbun duty tonight” He looks towards the cavern hole and hmmms. “That was Rusty..."

Torry rubs his head a little bit, smiling a little. "Um... We were just... going to the kitchen to get something to eat." he said. Trying his best to be smooth to avoid potential trouble.

Saramina pouts a little and pumps her fist indicating one of the dibbuns' private groups. No telling what it was against this time.

Tristan sits back and watches, trying not to get involved. He can't help but grin a little at the two dibbuns, one openly rebellious and one trying to talk his way out.

Oz watches them "Maybe you two should just go to bed, unless course want to help wash dishes in the kitchen." He sighs as a healer comes down the stairs, after a brief talk he heads up stairs slowly, muttering "Sleeping in my own bed, not infirm.” The healer sighs.

Torry flinches at the mentioning of washing dishes. All he did then was give a nervous smile. "Sleeping is fun..." he replied. Though once Oz had left, he smiles back to Saramina. "I think we're out of trouble."

Saramina giggles, “Iffin Papa Oz had mades us washes dishes I'd have wan away! I dun like havin' to washes dishes at alls..."

Tristan Sits back and lets his eyes close slightly, but careful not to fall asleep entirely. Dibbuns have a habit of pranking sleeping elders, or at least he did when he was young.

Torry flinches, and looks back to the mouse. "NO! Don't run away! You get sick and die if you run away!" he said, sounding rather panic-y. For good reason.

WyldHeart walks down the staircase slowly, her paw trailing along the curving hallway. Her other rubs her sleepy eyes slowly. Having just arrived the night before, she's a little shy. Her belly however, has other ideas. On quiet feline paws she arrives, but a terrible squelch from her belly announces her presence. She quite suddenly finds herself poofy all over. What just happened? Is there something INSIDE WyldHeart?!

Saramina crosses her arms, “I’m tuffs! Idda gotten ways and suwvived on my owns! Like a big giwl!"

Jake walks down the stairs and frowns as he hears of running away "Wot, who is running away?" He looks between the two dibbuns and then the third on the stairs.

Amber comes into the room dragging along a blanket, she looks around the room and frowns not finding who she is looking for.

Torry turns completely to Saramina, folding his arms. "I ran away... Twice. Got captured by a badrat the first time, got really, really sick the other time..."

Jake steps the rest of the way inside and sits down, he listens for now.

Saramina snorts,"Mehbe I'm tuffers dan yous! But imma no run aways... Somethin's might gets me... Somethin bad..."

WyldHeart looks at her stomach with a bit of horror. That was /gross/. She sticks out her little pink tongue, and worries at her bandanna with a paw. Slowly she walks around the room, eyeing those around her. That is until, she eyes a bit of biscuit on the floor. MINE!

Tristan looks over to Jake, "It would appear we have a bit of a dibbun infestation", he says with a grin. He pushes his hood back, and scratches behind his ear casually.

Jake nods "I see...who is supposed ta jolly well watch them with Oz being ill?"

Torry blushes just a little bit, and rubs his head lightly. She may be right about that... But the tubby squirrel would never admit it. "Um... Aren't you going to bed?"

Saramina frowns and fist pumps again, "DAB!" she yells and runs under the table.

Tristan shrugs at Jake's question, "Not my problem mate. Oz left them with me, so I’m going to pay it forward and dump the responsibility on you." he smiles.

Torry quirks a brow at Saramina's outburst, and tilts his head. Even though he was a dibbun, he looked confused. "Dab...? Dab what...?" he asked no one in particular.

Jake nods "That’s… wot?!" he says suddenly and looks at Tristan and then laughs "Oh I SEE....that’s funny Tristan" he chuckles “A bally good joke thar"

Amber blinks and looks at the mouse, she giggles a little "Funny!"

WyldHeart continues to prowl the floor under the long tables for crumbs. Each time she finds one, she wiggles her rear and launches at her find savagely! Soon the crumbs run scarse. She does spot a rather heated pair near the center of the room, and starts to stalk towards them. One has a poof on 'is tail! She could bite that good!

Saramina peeks out from under table and replies tentatively to Torry, “Dibbuns Againsts Bedtimes! Fowevew!"

Tristan attempts to keep a straight face looking at Jake, "I wasn’t joking. I'm certainly not going to be held responsible for them." he gazes out over the growing swarm of dibbuns.

Bastien peeks down the stairs as he heads voices; he blinks and enters the room, over hearing this he grins. "No bed!"

Torry just had a slightly blank look on his face from the reply; clearly, he was about the ONLY dibbun to not know about it.

Jake frowns "Ya serious, but.." he looks at the dibbuns and grins "Umm...hey ya all, its bedtime, sleep time for all good dibbuns"

WyldHeart moves closer and closer towards Torry and Saramina, her large feline eyes wide with a kitten's intensity. As she nears her 'prey' she slows becoming more careful. Her tail however starts flipping and flopping madly with anticipation!

Saramina pulls back under the table and hides from the threat of bedtime. A soft whisper of "DAB." can just barely be heard.

Tristan chuckles at Jake's attempt at getting the dibbuns to bed, "How's that working out for ya, mate?"

Bastien grins, this is fun, he waves to Jake and giggles, "Fun, up late!"

Torry scratched at his ear idly, hearing Jake mention bedtime. Before considering going himself, he glanced around... "Isn't... anybeast else going?"

Jake frowns, he looks at Bastien and then the others and Tristan "And where are you going to get help?"

Amber does a couple summersault and knocks over a chair, she blinks and stands up, she jumps over the chair and smiles wide…"Fun Fun Fun....!"

Tristan shrugs, "To be honest, I was planning on just letting them tire themselves out. As long as they don't break things, they should be just fine."

WyldHeart starts sprinting around the hall, her savage war mew piercing the air! But then she snags a claw on a floor rug. Her momentum is cut short with some force, cutting her yowling off with more of a yelp. For a moment she stares at her mangled claw. She sits down heavily on her rump, draws a long breath and starts... bawling. It hurts!

Since evidently none of the others were going to bed, he started to make his own way to the stairs - only to stop about halfway there to look a bit surprised at the bawling wildcat. "Oh dear..."

Bastien watches the other dibbuns, he looks at the crying cat now but stays close to the chair.

Amber frowns and hides under the table and peeks out at the others.

Saramina peers at Amber. "Yous hidin' from meanies too?"

Jake frowns "Tire selves out?...well how much energy can a dibbun have wot?"

WyldHeart very suddenly feels quite alone. She remembers the last few weeks of being cold and hungry. How her Mum had to go away. Her wailing ceases, but the tears still roll down her furry cheeks. She stands up, sniffling cradling her hurt paw. She heads past the group and slowly walks up the stairs, taking little huffy, rather pathetic breaths. She wants her 'Mum.

Tristan sighs, "So much fer that idea..." he steps towards WyldHeart, "Are you alright?" it's fairly obvious she's not, but hey, he can try.

Jake sighs, he looks at all the dibbuns again "Ok its jolly well bed time you all, now listen ta....ummm Uncle Jake" he offers a smile. "Bed time is fun time and helps you grow"

Torry rubs his paws together gently, smiling lightly. "I just want a drink first..."

Amber peeks out and looks at Jake, she sticks out her tongue and looks like a clear no.

A very audible snort comes from under the table followed by a shout of ,"DAB! Sawamina no wanna sleeps!"

Bastien grins "Not tired dad, can stay up all night..." he looks at Saramina "Yeah, No bedtime, NO BEDTIME!"

WyldHeart looks up at the Otter with large blurry eyes. She narrows them defiantly and screams, "NO!" Her steps up the stairs are more defiant. Stomp stomp! Going to bed? Instead she goes UNDER it. Take that... you!

Amber Smiles "No Bed! "

Tristan steps back just a little at the feline's outburst, "Um, okay then." he says under his breath. He turns around to the rest of the dibbuns, trying to decide whether or not to help Jake or have a good laugh at his attempts at dibbun wrangling.

Torry looks a little irritated that his hint went ignored. "Can I have a drink?"

Jake sighs, he looks at Bastien "You do need to mind me" He looks at the others "Ok, bed time..."He looks at Torry and nods slowly "Drink...yeah water?" He goes to the kitchen and returns with water and hands it to Torry, hoping one goes to bed at least.

Amber frowns and backs up "Noooo!"

Although Saramina was rebelling against the theory of going to bed she was undeniably tired and it eventually caught up with her. She slowly laid down of the floor and curled up to sleep.

Bastien frowns, he rocks back and forth on his footpaws and then folds his arms over his chest “No tired.."

Having decided to sit back and laugh instead of making himself useful, Tristan watches the dibbuns mill about, some still defiant, others going to sleep or about to go.

Torry looks quite happy that his request was finally fulfilled. Happily drinking the water, he put the glass down on the table when he was done. Since Jake helped him with that, he got an idea to help Jake right back... "Jake will give everyone candied chestnuts tomorrow if we all go to bed! I know he will!"

Jake sighs, he was supposed to have the night off, he takes a deep breath as to not yell at Bastien.

Amber sniffs, she yawns and falls asleep in a soft chair.

Bastien watches his father and then looks to Torry "Candy?” He smiles at this idea.

Saramina has left.

Torry nods and smiles. "Uh-huh! He'll give yummy candied nuts to all good dibbuns who go to bed!" he said with a little grin, before smiling up to Jake, as if trying to convince him to either follow with the ruse, or actually do so. "Right?”

Jake nods slowly, "Yeah candy chestnuts.." He smiles some and closes his eyes… "Just go to bed" he is happy some fell asleep at least.

Tristan walks over to stand next to Jake, "Well, that should solve that, aye?"

Torry smiles happily. That duty fulfilled, he made his way to the stairs, up them, and back to the boy's dorm. Maybe someday, they would clean the pie off of the wall.

Bastien nods and walks over to Hug Jake “Night night" he then also heads to bed with the promise of candy later.

Jake smiles, he mutters "How does Oz bally well handle them"

Tristan shrugs, "No tellin'." he says simply. "You look like you could do with some sleep."

Jake doesn’t answer, he’s asleep in his chair now.