"The Oracle" *The scene opens up when Tummi sneaks into the Kitchen of Gummi Glen late past midnight, looking for a snack. He is eating a bananna, about to drop on the floor* Tummi: *thinking to himself* Nope.. Grammi'll kill me. *Tummi sticks the banana peeling in his shirt pocket instead, and looks for something else to eat. Upon opening a wooden door, the large clang of many pots and pans falls down to the ground* *The Gummies awake and all walk into the hallway just outside of their bedrooms* Gruffi: He's at it again! Grammi: Hurry, before he gets away! *The gummies walk into the Kitchen seeing Tummi snoring, fast asleep on a nearby chair. The banana peeling sticks out of his shirt pocket, and he has a book flat down in his hands* Grammi: Oh come on, Tummi.. no one snores That loudly. Gruffi: That's what you think! Tummi: Oh, ooh, *pretending to wake up* Gosh, I must've dozed off! Gruffi: What were you dreaming about.. *taking the banana peel from Tummi's shirt* Monkeys? Grammi: Tummi!, you were sneaking a midnight snack. Tummi: Oh no Grammi.. honest. Zummi: Uh Tummi, this is getting to be a bit much.. I mean, we've been tryin to tell ya that it's not good for ya.. That's why we set that trap. Tummi: Hey, I was hungry. Grammi: You're getting fat! Tummi: Hey, I just got big bones. Gruffi: And they're gettin bigger. Look, all of your clothes are slipping *Tummi's button on his shirt pops* Grammi: You're going on a diet! Tummi: I don't need to go on a diet *standing up, the chair comes up with him as if he is too fat to climb out* Gruffi: You were saying? *Deep within the walls of Drekmore Castle, many ogres are playing games (such as throw the dart at the picture of the dukey) and fooling around at the large table. Toadie enters the doorway carrying a huge stack of donuts* Ogres: Food!.. Food! *Duke Igthorn walks in, following Toadie not so far behind. The Ogres run towards the food. The Ogres run quickly to their seat, quietly waiting for Igthorn to sit down. Toadie places the donuts on the table* Igthorn: Let's get started.. *The Ogres tear and rip at the pile of donuts* Igthorn: STOP! Those are for After the meeting! Put them back. *The Ogres slowly put each back* Igthorn: Now.. we'll begin. *grabbing for something around his chest..* Igthorn: Wait!!.. I lost my lucky rat's foot again! Quick, everybody on their heads to hide the curse! *The ogres get out of their seats and stand on their heads* Igthorn checks his pockets, pulling out his lucky charm. Igthorn: Can't have a strategy meeting without this.. Okay, back to the tables! Igthorn: Now.. you thimble-headed gurkins.. I have only One question for you.. *Toadie writes down on his notes everything that happens at the meeting* Igthorn: Why isn't Castle Dunwyn Mine Mine MINE??? *slams down on the table, getting ink all over Toadie's face. The ogres talk amongst themselves like chaos* Igthorn: My plans have been brilliant.. my leadership inspired.... Igthorn: You! *pointing to a yellow ogre* Give me an answer. Yellow Ogre: An answer?.. at the Oracle. Ogres: *whispering to each other* Yeah.. the oracle.. yea, yup yup.. Igthorn: Oracle? What kind of superstitous nonsense is this? Toadie: *patiently, protecting his clean donut* We ogres have been using it for hundreds of years, your supreme dukefulness. Give it a gift, it answers your question. Never fails. Igthorn: If it's so great then why haven't You been using it? Toadie: *smiling* We couldn't think of a good question. Igthorn: Well.. I have Lots of questions! Igthorn: We leave for the Oracle tomorrow at dawn! Toadie: *writing* Tomorrow at Dawn. *They walk out of the room, leaving the rest of the ogres chow down on the donuts* *Back in Gummi Glen's main hall, Tummi sneaks his paws into the top of a hollow statue, searching for his secret stash of food* Tummi: *reading* The cookies were great, sorry you're on a diet. Love Sunni and Cubbi. Aww nuts! Zummi: We've found all your food stashes, Tummi. Tummi: *sadly* Yea, I noticed. Zummi: Yeah, I can understand your feelings, Tummi.. why even the Great Gummies had an overwhelming appreciation of food. Tummi: They did? Zummi: Sure.. just look at the old tunnel maps.. Kitchens and Pantries all over the place! Tummi: Wow. Zummi: Yes, but the ancient ones knew that it was very important to control their appetite. *Tummi begins to run for the nearest door* Zummi: Hey, where'ya goin? Tummi: Oh, to do a little historical research. Zummi scratches his head. *Down at a different place in the forest, a rather large stone statue, a possible Gummi hiding place, Tummi climbs down in search of food, rummaging through the cupboards, taking out pots and pans with spiders and gads of dust piling out of them* Tummi: Gosh, those old guys ate too much they didnt leave me anything. *Igthorn and his band of ogres walks up to the large stone statue. It must be the Oracle* Igthorn: So now what do we do? Toadie: Maybe we should present gifts? Igthorn: Get on with it.. *The Ogres bring up the baskets of fruits and other goodies. Tummi, inside, smells the food and walks upstairs inside the Oracle* Igthorn: Well? Toadie: *to the Oracle* Ooh, great Oracle.. nowhere have you seen us, allow me to introduce my most, esteemed master.. *Tummi steps on a button, and the statue's eyes open. The ogres gasp* Toadie: He is the kindest of leaders.. friend of all ogres, Ruler of Drekmore.. *Ithorn smiles* Here's...... Tummi: Duke Igthorn! *The Ogres gasp and bow down to the Oracle* *Tummi almost falls backwards, and pulls on a rope to help himself up, causing a slight earthquake* Igthorn: Well.. Hail, Oracle.. will you accept these gifts and tell me what I most want to know? Tummi: This is your oracle speaking. You may address me by my nickname, Sir. Igthorn smiles. Tummi: So, what do you want? Igthorn: Well, great Oracle, Sir.. no offense, your bigness, but if you truly all seeing and believing.. then you already know my greatest desire. Tummi: Sure.. you want to capture Castle Dunwyn. *They gasp* Igthorn: Yes.. and, uh, how do I intend to do that, Sir? Tummi: Easy.. you want to be a strong as a hundred men by drinking the magic juice of the Gummi Bears. Igthorn: It's true.. no one knows about those blasted bears let alone their Juice! Igthorn: Oh, great one.. take this meager food offering and tell me the secret of this potion. Tummi: Sorry, but this is leap year.. you have to be.. Leaping, when you ask a favor. Igthorn: Whaat? Tummi creates a small earthquake. *The ogres gasp* Igthorn: Yes, your sirness. Tummi: And the stars say it's bad luck to go out with your head uncovered. Igthorn begins to leap and puts his hands over his head. Igthorn: *to toadie* This is humiliating.. but it's worth it. Igthorn: Now.. will you tell me, sir? Tummi: All right, first the main ingredient. I want all of the Gummi Berries that you and your pals can pick by noon today. Igthorn: Whatever you say.. Oracle One.. Tummi: Oh and there's one more Little thing.. Igthorn: Yes? Tummi: I don't appreciate you walking around my nice clean woods with those dirty old boots.. take them off and leave em there. Igthorn: But my feeet.... Tummi: Boots dude, boots *creates an earthquake* Igthorn: Right.. Tummi: *closing the eyes of the Oracle* And no Green berries. Igthorn: Follow me men.. Ow oo Ouch! *hops down the road away from the oracle with sore feet* Toadie: Follow.. follow... *hops on one leg down the road* Ogres scratch their heads, and hop after Toadie. Tummi climbs out of the Oracle's mouth and begins to eat the food in the baskets that Igthorn brought. Tummi: I think I'm gunna like this diet. *Later in Gummi Glen, when Tummi returns* Cubbi: And then they were picking Gummi Berries like crazy! Sunni: Why would They want them? Tummi chuckles quietly and begins to drink something. Gruffi: Who knows why Ogres want anything.. well at least they were gone when I checked a few minutes ago. Tummi: *spitting out his drink* Gone?? Gruffi: Yes, and Good Riddens. *Tummi gets up from the table and heads out. Grammi stops him.* Grammi: Tummi, don't you want your dessert? Tummi: *burp* Uh no thanks Grammi.. a diet's a diet. Zummi: *dropping a Gummi Berri* You're Skipping Dessert?? Zummi: Tummi.. where'ya rushing off to? Tummi: I'd thought I'd take a run. Zummi: A Run??! Tummi: And don't hold dinner for me! *Grammi drops the grapes in astonishment* *Back at the Oracle, Igthorn is about to come up when its eyes open* Igthorn: He's awake! Tummi: This is your Oracle speaking. I see you've brought my Gummi Berries. Igthorn: Yes, we've brought them.. uh Sir. Now, can you tell me the secret? Tummi: You bet'cha. The Next ingredient is.. Igthorn: *getting mad* Next Ingredient? Tummi: Yep, and this one's Really important.. Igthorn: *sigh* What's next, Sir? Tummi: We need a feather from a baby snarfling. Igthorn: But they only live in the highest peaks of Mount Hudley! Tummi: Yep.. that's the place.. and I need it by this afternoon. *creating a small earthquake* Igthorn: We're on our way.. oh great one. *After a while when Igthorn leaves, Tummi squeezes out from the Oracle and begins to eat the Gummi Berries* *In the forest..* Ogres: Hup hup hup hup hup hup hup.. Igthorn: Wait a minute.. did he say a crested snarfling or a bloom snarfling? Toadie: I don't know, your dukeship. Igthorn: We better go back and make sure.. *yelling* Back to the Oracle men! *Back at the Oracle, the Ogres arrive with Igthorn, and they see Tummi sleeping out in front of the statue next to the empty baskets of Gummi Berries* Igthorn: What is going on here? Tummi: Oh hi Iggy, got the feather? Tummi: *gasping* Iggy..!! Igthorn: Bring me that Gummi Bear! *The Ogres pull him out of the small hole* Igthorn: So.... it was nothing but a Gummi trick. Well, fat one, let's see how far you can bounce when we drop you off my battlements! The Oracle: Let Him Go. Igthorn: Hah what do you take me for.. this is nothing but another Gummi trick.. I'm not buying it! The Oracle: *creating a large earthquake* LET HIM GO! Igthorn: Make me, Stone Face! *The Oracle spits fire and burns Igthorn's boots* Igthorn: Geiiyya.. *The Ogres run away mumbling 'Hail, Hail.. deuh'* Igthorn: Wait for me you cowards!!.. *hops away from the Oracle* The Oracle: Well, fat one.. any gifts left for Me? Tummi cringes in fear. Tummi: I'm Really sorry your Oracleness.. if you forgive me just this once.. I promise, I'll never eat again. The Oracle: Did you say Promise? Tummi: Yes your Oracleness, Promise. *Zummi pops his head out of the Oracle's eye* Zummi: Well that will suit us just fine! Hohoo. Tummi: Zummi! What a great trick! Zummi: Well, I think it's time to all go home. Tummi: Yeah... I never Did get my dessert.. *grin :)* The End.