Somewhere near a tunnel entrance, Tuesday 4/12
The raccoons on the island often acted oddly. They were raccoons. This was Fandom. That was to be expected. It was possible, however, that they were acting odder than usual of late.
That might have something to do with the list of spring cleaning steps that one of them had found and decided to follow. Or it might have something to do with whatever they were doing in the tunnels that was requiring more cleaning than usual.
At least it seemed like they were doing more cleaning than usual. The wheelbarrow full of cleaning supplies that was being pushed by 2 raccoons towards an entrance to the tunnels with a box from JGoB carefully balanced on top indicated that cleaning might be happening, in any case.
The signs that had been put up seemed to indicate something more than cleaning might be happening, however. The signs and the sounds coming from the tunnels.
Those signs weren’t suspicious at all though, right? Right.
[Some folks are expected.]
That might have something to do with the list of spring cleaning steps that one of them had found and decided to follow. Or it might have something to do with whatever they were doing in the tunnels that was requiring more cleaning than usual.
At least it seemed like they were doing more cleaning than usual. The wheelbarrow full of cleaning supplies that was being pushed by 2 raccoons towards an entrance to the tunnels with a box from JGoB carefully balanced on top indicated that cleaning might be happening, in any case.
The signs that had been put up seemed to indicate something more than cleaning might be happening, however. The signs and the sounds coming from the tunnels.
Those signs weren’t suspicious at all though, right? Right.
[Some folks are expected.]

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"Fandom Fire Department!" Travis announced, just managing to sound more professional than excited.
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Focus, Buckley.
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Because nobody was gonna believe it outside of this island.
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Fire first, raccoon L. Ron Hubbard later.
"The kidnappees are gone, right?" Buck asked. "Or are we searching for victims here?"
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#NotallRaccoons, Steve.
"Did you have to learn raccoon CPR?"
FOCUS, STEVE.
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"Don't touch me," he snapped at one of the raccoons who had gotten a little too close.
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"Buck, take point on the flames. I'll make sure everyone clears out."
Travis dropped to a crouch next to Stark. "Hey. Stark, buddy. You doing okay?"
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"And," he continued, turning to Travis, "I'm...yes. Okay." Kind of smokey, definitely scratched up a bit by unhappy raccoons, but okay worked as a descriptor, sure.
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"Sunlight's good. I like sunlight."
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One of the fleeing raccoons went for the strap of Travis's helmet, and he let out a squawk as he shoved it away.
"No! No! Bad! Bad raccoon! Oh god, now I probably need one too."
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Danny already had enough to worry about on that front.
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Did rabies shots work on aliens? Guess they were going to find out.
"Fine. We'll get shots."