Selkie Cove, Monday Afternoon

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Clark had noticed that Saigo had been, well more listless than usual, and so had taken the duck to a part of the island he might not have ever been to before.

It seemed to be working.

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The squirrels were finishing up their weekly radio staff meeting--as squirrels are known for doing--and were not terribly thrilled about being interrupted.

Thus the acorn throwing.

Not especially accurate, fortunately.

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Saigo flapped his wings in alarm.

//We're under attack!//

While Clark goggled in surprise at being attacked by squirrels, Saigo, warrior that he was, took action.

//Have at you!// he cried, charging the Squirrels.

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The squirrels took to the high ground, chittering.

//Get o'er yerself, emo duck!// they cried.

They had been hanging out with the pirate too much.

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//Do not start what you are not willing to finish!// Saigo cried, lifting off and climbing up into the air. He then procceeded to dive at them.

//Bombs away!//

Clark meanwhile was shouting to Saigo to come back, and not poop on the squirrels.

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The squirrels had upgraded to throwing rocks and handfuls of sand.

//Ye'll be sorry!// they threatened. //Don't be pissin' off the press!//

They went racing off towards the nearest grove of trees.

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//Had enough eh?! You yellow bastards!//

"Saigo!" Clark shouted, his voice louder than seemed normal for him.

Saigo landed on a rock nearby. //You called?//