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"Well, Miss Galore, I'm in a bit of a pickle, y'see. It seems that the ruddy villain 'ad a few traps in the dark that I just couldn't avoid. But if y' could 'elp me get this... stuff... out of my fur, I'll just change into new trous an' shirt an' we'll be on our merry way, wot?" Ratchet grinned painfully as she hacked at a bit of fur on her tail with a sheet of flypaper attached. This... this was not fun. But weirder things happened to people at camp; more than one audio on the island was missing fur from one area or the other. Surely everybody would assume it was something she did to herself during one of her projects.

"No. No. Oh GOD no we're not ripping. Scissors. I brought big ones with me, and while they won't do a pretty job, they'll do the job. I don't want to get the ones on my wrists, and I can't reach some of the ones on my tail. The ones on my clothes... yeah, I'm just leaving those for now. I'll wash 'em off later. We need to get to the firepit before people notice we were gone for too long." Ratchet was quite happily surprised that their cabin had been empty in the first place, but she knew that if the sticky paper was just ripped out of her fur, her howls would be heard all the way to Montana. So they would use her shears, and she could get somebody else to help her fix it up later. "Tomorrow or even later tonight, I figure somebody with smaller scissors can sorta do a patch job and get it all evened out. It's not that bad; most of the damage is on my clothes." Lord, her gloves... those might have to be scrapped, honestly. The damage from the cliff plus this paper? Yeah, she might be needin' to make new gloves. But she could get fabric somewhere; perhaps from the messed-up shirt from the challenge today. But that would come later; right now, she and Annabel needed to hurry. She reached out a paw and touched the other audio's arm.

"Hey, that's what friends are for, right?. Jerkface had it comin', really. And we're loaded now! And besides. I got good practice in. I rarely get to work with physical hookups; normally, I just tinker with pipes. This was a learning experience for me!" Ratchet's regularly perky grin reappeared; the night had been all kinds of crazy fun, honestly, and she hated to see Annabel looking so serious.

"Well, Miss Galore, while you were... duping our beloved host, I spent my time disconnecting his water main so that all his water is drawn from a tank that is now leaky. In about two or three days, that RV will be out of water. Not too big a deal... until he calls the interns in to fix it. And I've got it set so that when they do the standard plumbing trick, which is priming the sub pumps, instead of drawing water from the main, it'll draw mud from a puddle under the fresh water tank, which has been leaking for three days and has been assisted by the water main line, which is now well buried. And the real beauty is that to prime the pump, you have to pour water into it, which comes right back out... meaning he'll hop into the shower, grumbling about the plumbing, get wet with water for oh, a few seconds... followed swiftly by the nastiest, stickiest mud he's ever seen. Unfortunately, he put fly paper and nails under the thing. I have no idea why, and I'm not sure if I want to." Ratchet almost pulled her paw back when Annabel jerked, but she managed to keep it there. Remaining still was probably going to warrant her the least amount of damage. Happy that her friend's smile returned. Ratchet flicked an ear at her. "Right! To the firepit!"

Serena quietly slipped inside the cabin she had not seen in days after the ceremony. She needed a shower very badly, and wanted to get some things to bring back with her to her 'new home'. She kept her eyes casted to the floor, as she moved to her bunk, and went through her things to get ready. She was sad to see Billy go, but at the same time, she knew he had to since someone had to go and he had not even bothered with the challenge. Still did not help to pick up her spirits one bit. Ah well, at least she was going to get a shower. Quickly as possible, Serena got her shower, came back to be dressed then was out the door once again.

after ambling over to the cabin after the last elimination, ozzie pushed the door to the beaver's cabin open. he hoped annabel would be there to talk with. instead, he saw....well, it looked kind of like a muddy explosion. several beds were stripped, there were scratch marks in the floorboards, and brown gunky paw prints covered the length of the cabin floor, beds, and...walls? confused and a bit scared, he backed out of the cabin in search of annabel.

(( day 12 - afternoon sometime, after lunch ))

Oh he was most certainly up to something, such a devious grin that spread across his maw. The brief respite the camp had enjoyed from his pranks was at an end. And this time it was the beavers who suffer at his paws. kekekekeke...

Bag of acorns, check, large number of crunchberries also in said bag, check, half a dozen or so squirrels in the paws fins of a certain shark, check, said bag shaken up REALLY HARD! to thoroughly coat said acorns in said crunchberries, check.

Approaching the cabin door, Lucifer turned, prying himself free from the little fanboy who was most certainly attached to his tail.

"You stay out here and keep watch."

Lucifer opened the door, a quick look inside the cabin, excellent it was empty. A finally shake of the bag and he flung the contents into the cabin, sending crunchberry coated acorns scattering in every direction. Oh, but it didn't end there, he made sure the acorns made it into every corner, under beds, into bags, absolutely everywhere. He wanted the squirrels to DEMOLISH that cabin searching for the tasty treats. And if said squirrels wanted to invite some of their friends, well that was fine too. Kekekeke...

"Toss 'em in."

Laz3r the shark grinned, it was his turn now, heh heh heh. A quick ruffling to rile them up, then the squirrels were TOSSED into the cabin, sending the rodents sprawling inside, where they would soon be enticed into a fervor by the scent of delicious treats.

"Have fun fellas!"

The deed done, Lucifer slammed the door closed on the little beasts, grabbing Noel by the wrist to quickly make their escape with a large shark following behind them.

(( enjoy your squirrels, no squirrels were harmed in the process of this prank >D ))

(ooc note: i will be leaving for a family trip tomorrow afternoon (friday) around 1:30 and will be gone through monday night, and will most likely have no access to the internet in this time period. if there happens to be a challenge in this time period, good luck fellow beavers!)