MopFam 4: Cacti are Not Welcome

[TogetherAgain]

Goat: WET! WET! WET! AHHHHH! I'M WET! AHHHHHHHH! <whimpers and cowers in tree branches, trying to stay under as many leaves as possible> Wet leads to CLEAN... NOOOOOOOOOOO! <trembles uncontrollably> Make it stop! Make it stop!

 

[Beauregard]

Father Moppet: But, trees are for birds. Don't you think that awful ornithologist will have a spy in every one? *a birdhouse with binoculars zooms in*

(OOC: *laughing so much at this thread this afternoon!*)

 

[Lola p]

Grace: *kicks rain clouds away*


Ok! The clouds should be gone!

 

[Beauregard]

Father Moppet: Okay...now that's a talent for day-time tv...

 

[Lola p]

Grace: oh nooooo! We have been spotted!

 

[TogetherAgain]

Goat: <still shaking> Rain? Rain gone? No wet? <warily holds out palm and peers at the sky> No wet? No more wet... Okay. No more wet. <breathes> No more wet. No more wet. <gets dripped on by leaves> WET! AHHHHH!

 

[Beauregard]

Father Moppet: Don't panic, I know exactly what to do. ... ... Act leafy. *gets drenched again by Goat's reaction to the wet*

 

[Lola p]

Grace: I think thy are goin to notice a black and electric blue pony in a tree...

 

[TogetherAgain]

Goat: <still trembling> Mud. Need mud. Need dirt. <notices lovely mud puddle under the tree> MUD! <Looks at Father and Grace and points at mud puddle> Disguise! <grabs them both and jumps out of the tree and into the mud>

 

[Lola p]

Grace: now, roll around in leaves!