ummmm. . .Bluez, Addie, Ducky, Kove, me, Kaz, Blackie, you, and I think BBoy is in too. Oh, and don't fergit de capenters, eider. . .



Copper winced as she put a Band-Aid on a cut on her leg. It was the only really bad one, but she hurt all over. At least we won, she thought, and stood up. Bluez grumbled as he surveyed the wreckage of the two barrels of carrot beer that Kazooie had destroyed.

"Two perfectly good barrels of beer wasted on that mob," he grouched, but there wasn't anything he could do, so he left off complaining about that, and started demanding if anyone could take those metal shutters off of the Tavern windows. Copper grinned when Kazooie started arguing about safety, and turned to the window beside her. Picking up a dagger, she worked the screws and popped the metal off.

Outside the storm had stopped, and the air was hot once more. The sun was beginning to rise, and business in the Tavern went on like usual, despite the UNusual circumstances. Soft morning light streamed in the open window, and off on the hills Copper could see the defeated armies retreating.

However, the excitement was far from over. A shuttle went over, and the sound of the engines had died before Copper realized that the flight path of the shuttles didn't TAKE them over the Tavern. By then it was too late, and the rabbit that broke through the recently finished roof landed on her before she could move. The force of the landing flattened her, and she fell off of her chair. The apologetic rabbit on her back was heavy.

"Get off, you lump of concrete," she grunted, and the rabbit jumped off. "Who are you anyway?" She stood, dusting her shirt off. The rabbit grinned.

"Name's Tubbs. Sorry about the crash an' all that, but I can't see through walls, y'know." Tubbs sauntered to the bar and ordered a beer, then took Copper's seat. She glowered at him, arms crossed. He grinned impishly.

"That's my chair. Out, whoever you are," she snapped, and he happily bounced out of her seat and out the door. A rabbit nearby shook her head wearily.

"Tubbs, Tubbs, Tubbs. HOW may times have I told him that the Tavern does not have all day to fix roofs?" She sighed and walked out, probably in search of Tubbs. Copper sat back down and watched the sun rise over the mountains, chasing the stormclouds away. It promised to be a bright and sunny day, but Copper had a sense of forboding that, unlike the clouds, no sunrise could chase away.



Didn't know how to fit Tubbs in, tell me if it's too silly.