Scott's Bounty Hunter Services

[Sebias of Redwall]

{Oh. That's a different story then.  *Puts my tricycle back in the shed* I guess I won't need ya today, buddy!}

[lass of something much]

{Hehe! So you agree to the terms then?}

[Sebias of Redwall]

{Well... I am alive at the moment, so... But I can help you, if you'd like.  }

[lass of something much]

{I don't need help}

[Sebias of Redwall]

{. . . Then why did you want me to do the dishes for you? Hmm?}

[lass of something much]

{Yeah, you're meant to do it for me, not just help. }

[Sebias of Redwall]

{That's, uh... As fun as that sounds... Also, I was revived a long time ago, lol}

*Washes the dishes anyway 'cuz I'm awesome, and humble about it to boot* 

*Sets dish down* So, Scott, how's business?

[lass of something much]

{I think he's dead....}

[Keva Strongbow]

*Gasps* But I'd heard the tale he was the fastest gun in the west! Who could have killed him???

[lass of something much]

{Kass?}

[Sebias of Redwall]

0.o

And he didn't even get a funeral!?

[lass of something much]

{He did...}

[Sebias of Redwall]

Another one? But wait - WHY WASN'T I INVITED!? D:

[lass of something much]

{You were also dead at the time}

[Scott McLamok]

.......I LIVETH!