Scott's funeral.

[Sebias of Redwall]

*Lip quivers* B-but life is fun!

...Ugh. If I must. *Hops in* Hold up. There isn't a portable toaster? That's it. I'm out. *Begins to do so*

[Verdauga]

Oh, they removed it for easy access. I can get it out of the hearse if you want.

[Sebias of Redwall]

Meh. *Falls out of the coffin and makes self comfortable in a batch of grass* I'm gonna take a nap.

[Verdauga]

Oh, that's good grass.

[Ripred the Gnawer]

Since apparently nobeast here is dead, I will bring in a new deadbeast. Call Masika!

[lass of something much]

(Lol. Death cannot stop true love. Lass is still here)

*Sits on a wooden table, very much alive*

*SPLUTTTERS*

[Verdauga]

Since apparently nobeast here is dead, I will bring in a new deadbeast. Call Masika!

I'm just dead inside.

[Sebias of Redwall]

(Lol. Death cannot stop true love. Lass is still here)

*Sits on a wooden table, very much alive*

*SPLUTTTERS*

*Wipes spit off nose* Hey. *Resumes nap*

[Ripred the Gnawer]

Since apparently nobeast here is dead, I will bring in a new deadbeast. Call Masika!

I'm just dead inside.

Well, that is not entirely dead then, but it still classifies as 'dead.'

[Verdauga]

And yet, I live.
*crackles.*

[lass of something much]

o.o....

[Verdauga]

 

[Sebias of Redwall]

O.o

*Comforts Verdauga with a pat on the head*

[Verdauga]

I'm kidding, by the way.

[Sebias of Redwall]

(I would hope so.  )

*Takes the pat away*