[Tbe feed comes on to the plot bunny reclining on a plastic picnic table set, smoking a cigar. He may seem pretty relaxed right now, but in fact he is just so fed up with all of this that he has just gone around full circle.]
Alright brats listen up. The blue prints are gone. You want your manor back? You go find them and bring them to me. Got it?
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Blueprints? Are you incapable of searching for them yourself?
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I'm not the one you want going up against the stupid furry-tailed bastards who've been breaking the rules of how things work around here.
I swear the freaks know where I am and play shell-games on me.
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I see. There is even a social pecking order amongst animals. You must be at the very butt of it.
I'm feeling sympathetic. Where did you last have it.
[Being a Demonic God, that of course instantly shot him higher up that hierarchy by far.]
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I had them around the Garden where I live - no telling where the little bastards took them.
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You are a fortunate runt. I have little else to be doing with my time.
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