Scenario:The Magnificent Mole Troupe - Chapter 3: Rice and Bread - Episode 1

The Magnificent Mole Troupe - Chapter 3: Rice and Bread - Episode 1

The Mole Troupe quartet gathers as usual, with each member respecting the privacy of the others; in a way, they are able to be themselves while concealing their true identities. Comfortable with this arrangement, gathering at the burrow becomes part of their daily routine.

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The night of the following day, members of the Mole Troupe gather once again in their burrow.

Taking a break from performing, they crowd around the battered table and chat happily with one another.

Sariel: Does rose hip tea come out from a rose's butt?

Michael: ...
What are you talking about?

Falsch: Haha! I'll bet whatever does come out of a rose's butt at least smells nice, don't you think?

Azrael: Like nice poop?

Michael: Wha!

Sariel: I don't know... I need it for my detective work.

Azrael: You're looking for a lost kitty, aren't you, Sarry? I hope you find it soon.

Sariel: Yeah. There're a few things I need to find.

Michael: Rose hip tea... I know it to be a kind of tea, but now that you mention it, I have no idea about its origins or what it actually is.

Falsch: I guess it doesn't really matter. We'll find out if we get our hands on some, right?

When Sariel nods, Falsch tells him the name of a tea shop located on the town's shopping street.

Sariel: Thanks. I'm sure I can find the cat now.

Falsch: Lucky you, Sario. Wish you'd just trip on nothing.

Michael: Hey. Why do you have to wish for misfortune on others like that?

Falsch: Hmph. Well, walking above ground without a problem isn't very mole-like!

Falsch: Don't you run off and leave us here! Else you get the mole hammer, bop bop!

Azrael: Bop bop!
But why the bad mood today, Fal?

Sariel: Bad day at work? You had a job at the town hall today, right?

Falsch: That's what I was told...

Falsch: But when I got there, they told me to push the entire town hall building south!

Falsch: Now my whole body hurts! And it's not because I'm getting old or anything!

Michael: What a strange thing to ask. You need to stop accepting these kinds of jobs.

Falsch: Well, what did you do today, Micah?

Michael: I helped out on a ranch.

Michael: The cows and sheep wouldn't stop running from me, so it was rather unproductive.

Falsch: Hahaaa! Is that right? Awww, I hate to hear it!

Michael: You oaf, at least finish laughing first!

Azrael: Nyahaha! You're a bunch of funnybuns.

Azrael: It hasn't been that great above ground for me either! But coming here makes me forget aaall about it!

Azrael: When you don't know who you're talking to, you can just let the words out. It's a paradise, meow!

Falsch: Yeah, that's the way it should be! If you got words to say, say 'em!

Michael: Yes... It is comfortable here.

Michael: (But... is this really okay?)

As Michael ponders this, Falsch claps his hands.

Falsch: All right, shall we get back to acting?

Michael: Let's go back to our original roles—I'll be Bassani. Falsch can be Shylo; Sario is Anto, and Adeu will be Porsh.

Azrael: Sounds gooood! I feel like this works best for us.

Falsch: Then let today's "The Detective of Venase" begin.

Laughing at their blunders above ground and enjoying their time performing underground.

Down in their little burrow, this is how the Mole Troupe passes their days.