Mud-Slinging

You... You... great, blithering bullies! Look what you've done! The mudpies are ruined!

Rather paltry pies, I'd say, and I've my doubts as to the seasoning...

O-ho, Farry! Better watch yourself! (From the look on her face as she turned away...)

I'm not afraid of a little snip-of-a-thing... Hi! Mouldi-Goldi! You forgot your mudpie!

(He's not going to... oh-no, he is! Do you believe this? Right down her back... Hear her shriek!)

(Um... I think we ought to... um... gasp! She's washing his face for him!)

(With mud!) Hoi, Farry, d'you need some help?

Quick, scatter! Here comes the Steward!

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A/N: Amazing, the little things that can build into a serious courtship. This whole story came about because of a scene in At The End of His Rope, found here.