Wow, good times, mr. Unknown Rabbit. You have quite the knack at this I'd say. Coming along so well along your lines i'll have to stick to the carrotus plot, which seems nice because it can be useless/partially useful material.

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Here ducky, now we'll have something to do . .

Losing the tavern, for everyone not off to find a Home Depot on earth. . . not that they're having a bit of luck, was like losing their babysitter at three years old. They'd like to go off and do whatever they wanted, but what? The door opened at the War Tavern and you could come inside, but no one did a lick of anything outside.
However by this time the outing was over and hunger had taken over all of them. No one kept food around except Admael of course who had cans of spam - but that was out of the question.

"Hey, how about a restaurant trip?" participated Speedy. What a fine idea that was - who has a bar out in the middle of nowhere? Well, the War Tavern, but there were cities all around the residing area. Short vocalizations of areement were all some people could manage. The drunks were just off the wall, because there wsn't one, laying down from hangovers, which they had never experienced before - all they had done before was drink, no breaks or anything. Had anyone been less hungry than the others a vicious argument would have transpired about where to eat and would have taken long enough for the Tavern to be rebuilt. Bartman attempted to move and had no luck. Cobra tried to hoist Bluez ahead at least a few steps but they both collapsed. And Batty Buddy couldn't even stand up. "We can't move, can we call for takeout?" he strained. Admael requested she be able to do a food spell and cook them up something. "Too healthy!" said Bartman. Admael was only full enough to put the thought in his head of being hit with boards. Baeauman had a cell phone, coming out of his laptop, but of course the batteries were dead. This increased the level of dissapointment - they were so hungry they couldn't even get anywhere to eat. "Help me, I'm hungry," was what Rocky's mouth moved to say with wide eyes.

Sadly enough, as late as an hour later no one had hardly said a thing. Sleep was not an option. A few select individuals, such as Batty Buddy had begun to eat the grass. What a novel idea, and it was good hearty food. They were doubled over on all fours eating the grass and clover face first. Although they had been so used to warm food on plates and all sorts of luxury something about this felt right. Ducky hunched over and ate flowers, chewing with quick, short bites. Noses were moving around through the weeds and then the plants were quickly eaten.
"I like it because it's free," stated Ninja. In less than ten minutes the lot of them, even Kitty, had begun to eat the lawn and garden material laid before them. And they realized it was everywhere, and they grew simply happy. Ninja forgot about his sword and others kicked off their shoes and bandanas, and those sort of things tat some of them wore. Nothing but grass, was all they thought about, and clover, and dandelions. Lettuce and greens were always nice before but it tasted fresher, of course, here.

A vehicle flew quickly overhead with some city folk. "So much for that evolution nonsense," said one of them.



(Rocky)