Gen and his kittens bounced off to wreak havoc, leaving the Taverners who hadn't gone on an Outing sitting in a scruffy hole, atop which the War Tavern used to stand. Rummageing in the now roofless wine cellar, Beau couldn't find his mic, so assumed it must still be in the upstairs part of the Tavern, which was now speeding through the universe with Gen and his kittens. Beau thwapped a keg of something with a crowbar and they all had a drink to steady their nerves. An awful thought was hitting them all, as awful thoughts tend to do, but no one uttered it aloud.

On the Outing, Slay placidly sweated beneath a mountain of packs until Rocky, tiiring of dashing across the countryside, offered to carry one. Ducky bounced along with a compass and staff, chasing butterflies and unwittingly leading everyone amok. Rocky trudged along, gleefully quoting poetry in a rather unRockyish manner.

Kovu and the Tour Guide got thwapped in the face with some bracken, and shared the Tour Guide's last chocolate rabbit, which was not a grenade.




*yawn*