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Originally Posted by montsnmags
"Yeah, he should be out any second now"
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A silence slowly rolls out over the forest concealing the bunker. Slite looks nervously towards Evil-Marc, the Squirrel-Hive Master.
"Patience. Trust in the Dark Side." says the Master.
Then, the silence is gently broken, initially with scurrying, then slithering and then the beat of wings as every creature capable of movement attempted to vacate the vicinity with extreme rapidity. Then a gentle rumbling shakes the ground. Scrabbling, banging, screaming, hysterical giggling and the sound of hundreds of thousands of squirrel sized gas masks being quickly pulled on. Then the sound of something akin to a rocket engine is heard, and the doors of bunker fly open.
At a speed that only just allows recognition of the object, something resembling a bed flies out of the bunker doors, apparently powered by a new style of biological engine, and sandwiched up against the bed, and possibly part of this weird engine with a brown flame, is LazyScot.
"Yearrrrgghhhh....!!!!" is just audible as the new space-going bed is seen heading upwards.
Unfortunately, the backwash from the engine is something of a biological hazard--deforestation, squirrel alopecia, contagious rot13itious, and many other diseases are triggered....
"Hzz... Obyybpxf...." said Slite.
"--- .--. .--. ... .-.-.- .-.-.-" said Evil Marc.