[Kesiah]

"Did you hear me Abe?! Some of the Baby Gabbits are missing!!! We need to do something! Abe?! ABE!!!"
The blue Mudokon hero we all know and, in some cases, love, rubbed his almost-non-existent ears and sighed.
"I heard you Munch." he said. "I just wished I hadn't..."
The Gabbit glared at him. "What're we gonna do?! I _need_ to save those baby Gabbits! They're the last of our kind!"
"Chill little guy. “Alf broke in. "I have just the solution."
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Alf displayed his 'solution' with pride.
Abe blinked at it.
Munch stared and started to twitch.
"What is it?" Abe asked eventually.
"This is a Tea bottle!" Alf said, not even attempting to hide the huge amount of pride in his voice.
There was a silence only broken by Abe passing gas.
"Sorry." he said.
Alf rolled his eyes. "You see, I'm gonna sell my Tea in some'a these here bottles, and I'm gonna put pictures of the baby Gabbits on the side of the bottles, and Presto! we'll have the baby Gabbits back in no time!"
Munch growled. "That's stupid. Come'on Abe, I'm sure we'll find 'em all if we start now."
Abe shrugged at Alf. "Munch is right Alfie, that thing'll never work. What kinda stupid idea is it anyway, putting pictures on bottles. No one's gonna read 'em."
Alf glared back. "Fine! You go and waste time on another stupid quest! I'll have all the Gabbits by the time you get sick of it!" he screamed, and slammed the door on Abe's foot.

After Munch had laughed at Abe hopping around in pain for a good few minutes, they set off. Munch insisting that Abe shouldn't go too fast, as he had difficulty keeping up with those '@(^&! long Mudokon legs!'.
Abe took a few steps and stopped.
Munch caught up.
Abe took a few steps and stopped.
Munch caught up.
Abe took a few steps and stopped.
Munch caught up....
"This is going nowhere." Abe said, looking back at the village, a meter behind them. "And we don't got a wheelchair handy."
Munch snorted. "How did those wheel chairs get all over the place anyhow?" he mused.
"Disabled Sligs?"
They both paused to think about a Slig in a wheelchair.
"Wonder where they'd put the gun...." Abe thought aloud..
"Who cares!" Munch snapped. "The question is; How're we gonna get around now? You walk too fast, and I can't see anything else to help us."
"I don't know." Abe said. "There's gotta be other people with a problem like ours..."
There was a commotion in the bushes. Munch yelped and fell over, while Abe looked around frantically for some Spooce so he could transform, or failing that, a heavy rock.
Before either could accomplish their goals, a figure emerged from the undergrowth and raced past. All the duo caught was a flash of long ears, yellow hair and an orange creature on his shoulder, before they were gone.
Munch blinked.
Abe also blinked.
Blinking was cool.
"Did that guy have a rat or something on his shoulder?" Munch said.
Abe nodded. He blinked a couple more times, but they weren't 'special' blinks, and so weren't worth noting.
"Say... I have an idea Abe...." Munch began.
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"Are you sure this is a good idea Munch?!" Abe said, staggering around the clearing. Munch flailed his tiny arms and snapped back a frantic; "Just do it!".
Abe tried again.
*One foot, then the other foot, then the other foot, which is the first foot, then the other foot, which is the second foot, followed by the other foot, which is the first and third foot, and the other foot....* he thought, before, understandably, confusing himself and going back to the tried and true 'staggering-around-the-clearing' approach.
"Munch! You're too heavy!!"
Munch clung frantically with his single foot (guess he wouldn't get as confused as Abe) to said Mudokon's shoulder. It had seemed so easy when the other two had done it! All he had had to do was hold on to Abe's shoulder and let the Mud do the walking.
"Mudokons need broader shoulders!!" Munch screamed to the air, the tree Abe nearly walked into, and the Mud's ear.
"You need to lose some weight Munch! Can't you just walk?!" Abe moaned, before he finally hit the tree on the third loop and went down. That's right, another sad victim of a stagger-by attack.
"If you worked out and ate more, we wouldn't be in this mess!!" Munch yelled.
"Well if you didn't eat so much!"
"Well it's not my fault that..."
"Why don't you just..."
And so, our brave and intrepid team (and I use that term in the loosest possible way), began their adventure, well, sort of, hopefully they'll be done fighting by the next chapter....