S: time for round two, Rudyard....if not sweets then let's try something else..
R: Mr Marlowe, I came as quickly as I could...๐ฅฑwhere's the body? ๐
R: I don't know! You telephoned to say that you'd found a body and you needed me to take it away. So where is it?
S: Oh. Sorry, Rudyard, boy, must have done all that in my sleep! ๐
S: Yep, prone to that kind of thing, I am. Petunia is always complaining about it. Aren't you, Petunia?
R: So, let me get this straight. You telephoned me at two in the morning, in your sleep, dreaming about having found a body, and dragged me out of my own bed, for no good reason?
S: yep. Sorry, Rudders. Must be a bit stressful for you, no sleep and the fire alarm going off...and the fire alarm going off.
S: the fire alarm! THE FIRE ALARM!
E: Morning, all. Enjoying yourselves?
S: Eric! What you doing here?
E: Funny thing, Sid. I sometimes sleep walk ๐
and when I do I wander around in the early hours and temporarily disable fire alarm systems. It really is a peculiar thing. Don't worry, I'll turn it back on first thing.
S: ๐ก You know, Eric, boy, you were interrupting an important meeting -
R: No, he wasn't. I'm going back to bed.
S: I'll get you this time, Rudyard, boy....Oh, hey, Rudyard! Over here!
R: Mr Marlowe, any more dream bodies for me?
S: Yeah, I'm sorry about that. And to make it up to you have this coffee I brought just for you.
R: What kind of coffee?๐คจ
S: don't worry. Because I don't know what you like I just went for a decaff latte with semi skimmed milk.
R: Well, I am tired so I suppose one sip couldn't hurt...
S: what's wrong, Rudyard?
R: was there chocolate in that?
S: oh, no, so there was! How did that happen? Are you alright, Rudyard?
R: my head....๐ everything is spinning....
S: what's happening? Is it a migraine?
R: Sidney Marlowe will die tonight....๐ตโ๐ซ
R: in a terrible, terrible, bizarre accident...
S: What accident? Speak, prophet, I need to know!
R: oh, it's horrible! Too gruesome for me to share! Oh, why so many rabbits?
S: No, please tell me! I don't want to die!
R: too bad! Sid Marlowe is destined to die by plague of rabbied rabbits, eating him alive!
R: They escaped from the secret mad scientist who lives just down the road, and they've been experimented on to be made super evil! They'll munch on his fingers, bite down on his kneecaps, rip off his earlobes!
R: Some even set up home in his stomach! And his final words...something about "I should have left the amazing Rudyard Funn alone! I do wish I could apologise."
S: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please, Spirit, I can change!
S: What? Now, hang on, I thought you were having a migraine!
E: Hello again, Sidney, sorry for the scare. But I couldn't not tell Rudyard your plan.
R: the look on your face...๐
S: yeah, yeah, you got me ๐....I'm sorry, Rudyard, lad. Hearing that prophesy has made me want to change my ways. I'll never try to trigger someone's migraine for the sake of a story again. Now, if you excuse me, gents, I have to go home and rabbit proof my bedroom...and my earlobes...
E: good work, Rudyard. I nearly gave myself away by trying not to laugh so loudly.
R: well....thank you for telling me what Sidney was up to....quite decent of you, I suppose. ๐
E: you know, it was quite fun being on the same side for once, we should - Rudyard? Rudyard, are you ok?
R: you put caramel syrup in my coffee....
E: No, I didn't, I.....I gave you my coffee by mistake....๐ฑ
R: ๐ตโ๐ซThe Baron will come for Eric Chapman๐ตโ๐ซ
E: What? ๐ฑ Hey, Rudyard, snap out of it! Are you okay?
R: my head is splitting...๐
E: Here, let me get you home....
R: did I say anything just now...? I felt strange....
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