Fowl Manor Yard: Monday Morning, 7:00 am.

“Hey, Hank!” shouted Roy Spire. “That mosquito we were hunting last night is attacking that poor man over there.” He pointed to Butler, who was talking to Holly. Since she was shielded, Hank and Roy Spire thought Butler was going mad because of the mosquito. “Look!” yelled Hank. “Now he’s going mad! Pass me a bazooka, please, Roy. And be quiet!”
“One bazooka, comin’ up.”All of a sudden, there was an almighty explosion in the Fowl Manor Yard. Butler stood up and brushed all the ashes off his suit. “And exactly what do you think you are doing here, you ruffians?” Butler was not very happy about the state of the yard. He also noted that the pupils of the two mens’ eyes were ragged, but that might have just been from their supposed madness.

“Aren’t you grateful that we got rid of that terrifying monster for you?”
“What monster?”
“The MOSQUITO, OF COURSE!”
“What are you talking about? It’s a harmless creature! Now, get off this property immediatly before I cause a disappearance of two mosquito-hunting idiots!”

As Roy and Hank sulked away, Butler told Holly what the two Mud Men were after.
“A mosquito!? Are you serious?”
“I am. But they could lead us into more danger with their idiocy.”
“Don’t worry, Butler. There is nothing to worry about.”
Or is there?, thought Butler. I’d better go tell Artemis.

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