Mr. Rabbit was trying really, REALLY hard to keep his cool posture. Which was NOT easy, specially if you are in a Freefall to Death in a Magic River.

“Ok. OK. OK OKAY! Quick, what do we do now? Anyone! I’m out of ideas!”

Meryl the Mole was keeping their good humour, as always.

“i think we’re soon to be out of the capacity of formulating ideas, as well!”

“SUCH A GLORIOUS TIME TO MAKE YOUR TERRIBLE JOKES, MERYL!!!”

“FOR THE GRACES’S SAKE, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING??!?”

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