This was mun's weekend...

[flangerhanger]

Why do you keep laughing about Daddy? He's not a duck...!

And it's "Flaversham".

[She's not really complaining, though. She knows where it comes from, and she has to admit there's a certain amount of fondness too because of that.

Speaking of...]

Are we really going to see him? I can't wait!

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[flangerhanger]

Of course! I'm not scared since you're here...

[ifyoullexcuseme]

[That certainly surprises Basil at first. She actually trusts him to keep her safe? Even after all of that?]

There are far worse things lurking about this devilish place than Ratigan, I'll have you know. I simply can't be responsible for your well-being while we're here. Where on earth is your father? Shouldn't he be accompanying such a young girl on her outings?

[flangerhanger]

Well, I'm not sure. Miss Mun says that he's all right, but I don't know where he is right now...

[This might be a moment where she has lost him.]

[ifyoullexcuseme]

Oh for goodness' sake, girl, how hard can it be to keep track of your own father?

[Probably about as hard as it is to keep track of her, assuming it runs in the family.]

[flangerhanger]

Well he wasn't brought here with me...It isn't my fault.

[ifyoullexcuseme]

[Basil sighs.]

No...no I suppose it's not, is it? But now that leaves me with the peculiar conundrum of what I should do with you until we find him.

[flangerhanger]

Well...what do you do around here, Basil?

[ifyoullexcuseme]

...I'm forced to repeatedly deal with atrocious people of either ill-repute or remarkably little intellect.

[flangerhanger]

Oh...All the time?

[ifyoullexcuseme]

No...I am lucky enough to have a break every now and then.

[flangerhanger]

Oh...so what do you do then?

[ifyoullexcuseme]

I find a good book, have a cup of tea, and try to forget the potentially harrowing experiences my mundane puppeteer insists on forcing me to put up with.

[flangerhanger]

That sounds like a wonderful time.

[Sort of...for a while.]

Are all muns like that?

[ifyoullexcuseme]

From what I can tell, they are all very similar. Some take more pleasure in putting us into dire physical situations, others in torturing our psyches with the unfamiliar, or simply by putting us in situations they know we will find irksome at best.

Mine seems to have chosen the last of those options for myself...

[flangerhanger]

Oh...Do you suppose my mun would be like that?

[Oh dear, sweet child...]

[ifyoullexcuseme]

I'm afraid there's no way to be certain.

[flangerhanger]

Oh...

[Well that is a little worrying.]

[ifyoullexcuseme]

Now now, don't look so glum. I'm sure she won't be too terrible to you. You are just a child, after all.

[flangerhanger]

[She hesitates for a moment, then nods.]

All right.

...Will you be there? If something does happen?

[ifyoullexcuseme]

[No don't ask him that.]

I...I will try. I'm afraid I can't be terribly positive, though.

[flangerhanger]

[She still manages a smile at that.]

Okay...

[ifyoullexcuseme]

There's a good girl. Now, what do you say we go find Ms. Judson and get some of her delicious crumpets?

[flangerhanger]

[That gets her excited, and she nods happily.]

All right!