Number 1 poked her head out of the main tree hole. the blackened Were-Tree creeked under her. Yep it was awake. Alive. The Were tree was the only thing that could hold up to Rabid Squirrel Parties. Plus it protected them and could never be set on fire or cut down.

The had been to the Inn, they had freed the Stew and ate nuts till they burped peanut gas. Soon the others would be waking, 2 was snoring and screaming Fwoooo back and forth with 3. 5 and 6 were sleeping on eachother, fighting for the best spot in the corner....number 4 was MIA....he had a mission at the brewery! He was probb wasted!

But it was here in the Were-Tree they would meet and tell their stories, throw their parties and just plain jump out at passer bys.

7 pokes her nose through a hole in the Were Tree and sniff sniff sniffles. Beer!

Scrambling to a branch near 4, but close enough to hear 1, she sits up and strikes a statuesque pose, flexing her little squirrelly boobs.

"SCREEEEEEEEEE!"

She scritches her tiny ears with tiny paws and waits for the meeting to commence.

'cough cough a-hem a-hem since we are all in order now', looks around to the nigh-conscious possy, 'well mostly anyway....I have brought something to the meeting!'

hops up onto a bendy bit inside the tree 'huzzah!' introduces a long sheet of ...napkin. 'I was inspired a bit back in the bar one night after our usual raid and pilfering to make a list of squirrely musts!'

looks around a bit for a response from her other rodentia companions, 'well, would you all like to hear?'

The eager squirrel dubbed #3 searched her pockets for the napkin. Little claws scratching all around her waist, it was a few minutes before she found it under a few layers of fur. Once claiming it she thrust it high in the air in accomplishment and noticed the rest of the actual attentive audience was not amused. Putting that aside, she began "I think you all will like these. I'll only mention a few at a time to see if you agree with eachother about wether or not they belong on the list." Nervously looking around, "ok! #1 - free people from the insane asylum #2 - steal peanuts #3 - crawl in pockets #4 - hang from the rafters and mess with people #5 - mess up the beds #6 ..oh", she stopped forgetting she was only going to read a few and not the whole list. "Ok that's the first 5. Do you guys think they should stay?"

"No! Nu uh...I gots ONE MORE thing to talks about, East Siiiiide!"

II walked on in, and looked...Well not like himself. Instead of the foul mouthed 'Bros before Hos' squirrel they were used to seeing, there was now a well dressed, suit and tie wearing, well groomed young man of a squirrel. He looked at his posse' and nodded to himself proudly.

"We need to talk about my woman, the woman I want to marry, the woman I want to share my squirrely wrath and sack of nutz with. The only woman who can pour my beer! We need to talk about."

"Julie!"

Oh HER" I didn't think you two woulda made a good match. I mean, does anyone know anything about her anyway' What did ya come here to talk about anyway, bro-chan"