Three single post stories that go between Phase 2 and The Comfort of Darkness.
First posted to alt.devilbunnies 22 and 31 May, 1999.
©1999 by Scott Bernier
First HTML-ized by Scott Bernier 16 June, 1999.
As with the rest of my stories to date for 1999, this one is interconnected with the rest to some extent. A big thank you to our FAQmeister, Bill Keyes, for allowing me to place a character within NoCO.
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| DEWComm: Meeting posted 22 May, 1999 |
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| Widebeam to All Warrens posted 22 May, 1999 |
| Maine: The News posted 31 May, 1999 |
(thump, thump, thump) "Come to order!" (STOMP!)
The buns around the conference table stopped their side conversations and turned to their commander, Jerry CrimsonPaw. Counselor Downyfluff settled into the seat next to him. Jerry turned to the first bun in line for his report.
"We have successfully infiltrated the state capital, Augusta, providing us with eyes within 12 miles of the Fudd base. Our Lil'Hop hot dog stand is very popular downtown and our symps who operate it have been very, very observant of the comings and goings in the capital. It has also provided us an outlet to sell Ballpark™ natural casing franks." (gigglefluff) "Here's a full report of the past week's observations..." the bun passed copies of the report around the table.
"How well can we trust the information from these symps?"
(fangygrin) "They know that if they are not acurate, they'll wind-up in a roll on the Lil'Hop menu."
Jerry nodded and glanced through the report....there had been a mob scene at Stacy's Hallmark due to some rare Beanie Babies™ being shipped in...story hour at Barnes & Nobles with Peter Rabbit, complete with dancing the Bunny Hop had been a huge success. They would have to do this more at other locations. That was the trick, sway the human kits to the fluffyside and the parents would follow.
Jerry turned to the next bun at the table and the next after that, allowing each to provide their reports. The bunmover system was on schedule. They would be connected with White Mountain Warren by Memorial Day weekend. He would need to pass the good news onto Cmdr Snowshoe. When all reports were given he turned to Mentat Blackberry.
"It is time, Mentat. We need to arrange for 'quarters' for the Haynes." He turned to the others. "We will need to arrange for an 'accident' to occur on the Airline during Memorial Day weekend. I don't want the bodies to be identifiable. Otherwise, it won't be easy to explain the Haynes' disappearence as we bring them here for conversion. Who would like to head-up this project?" A couple of buns raised their paws and were given the job.
"Good. Dismissed." As the various buns hopped out, Downyfluff made a mental note to send another update to Lt. Fuzzy.
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*****BUNIX™ WIDEBEAM*****
(greetingsfluff) From the Down East region of Maine.
In late 1995, as a result of our loss against the Fudds in battle in Portland, Maine, all bunmover connections in and around Portland were captured and destroyed. All bunmover connections in Maine passed through Portland at that time. This cut us off from the rest of the USA. If we wanted to travel by bunmover to anywhere else, we had to make multiple connections through Canada. This has been both time consuming and awkward for our buns. It has also made it difficult to transport troops as we've been forced to rely solely on beer and Snapple™ trucks.
I am proud to announce today that those days are nearly over. For the past few months, engineers on loan from Kingdomwarren have been hard at work designing our new bunmover system connecting us to White Mountain Warren and BosWarren. Our initial links are in place and full connections will be in place by Memorial Day Weekend (last weekend in May for our fluffy comrades outside of the USA). Our diligent workforce is working night and day to build this new bunmover system and make reconnection a reality.
With these new connections in place we will be able to move our troops rapidly from one battlefield to the next as we unite with White Mountain Warren to eradicate the Maine Fudds. (STOMP!) My fellow buns, the Fudds' days in Maine are numbered and very short.
Jerry CrimsonPaw
Commander, DEWComm (Down East Warren Command)
*****END WIDEBEAM*****
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"...Good evening, welcome to the six o'clock report...This is turning into one of Maine's deadliest Memorial Weekends ever. This morning a family of three..."
Gene peered into Blake's office as the news played out on the tv in the corner. "Sir?"
"Yes?"
"...driving east on the Airline toward Bangor broadsided a moose...."
"Code Doublebit Axe message for you from NoCO."
(droopears) "I'll take it in here." Blake turned to his terminal and typed in his personal code.
"...their Explorer careened off both guard rails twice before breaking through and sailing 50 feet through the air over an embankment and into a grove of oak trees...."
Blake read through the message lay his head in his paws and wept quietly not hearing the news anymore.
"....killed instantly in the wreck were Robert Haynes, his wife Kristen, and their daughter, Mariel..."
Blake stared at the message on the screen again with watery eyes:
*****BUNNYSTUMPER DELUXE™*****
****COMMANDERS CODE EDITION*****
Major Blake,
One month ago your daughter, Catherine, was captured by bun forces somewhere in or near Illinois after visiting Volo Bog Warren. An extraction team died bravely trying to rescue her several days later near the Grand Canyon. The one surviving member of the team, a squirrel scout, witnessed Catherine being shot several times and her body being dragged underground. There has been no further contact with her at any other extraction points nationwide and we have assumed the worst.
The Army of Fudd has declared that your daughter, Catherine Duquette-Blake has been killed-in-action or worse. She will be honored with the rest of those who have given their lives bravely and unselfishly to keep humanity free.
I'm truly sorry, Steve.
Lt. McMalley, NoCO Intelligence
*****END ENCRYPTION*****
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