fandomtownies | The Rocky Bits, overnight

The Tick had spent much of the evening following a group of Lemmings that had appeared on - and pickaxed through - his bed. He eventually followed them to a cliff at the Rocky Bits, where many groups of lemmings had gathered. Right at the edge of the cliff was a small gate that the Lemmings jumped through. No Lemmings seemed to come out the other side, so it must have been a tiny magical gate.

Eventually, all the Lemmings were gone. And then The Tick realized just how many Lemmings there had been and exactly how much damage must have been done.

That's when he made a phone call.

"Hello! I need a construction team in Fandom, Virginia, as soon as you can, chum! ... Time is the head on the zombie of this construction project! It is vitally important and must be maintained or we have a rotting corpse of a mess! ... Tomorrow? Keen! Thank you, chum!"

Doozers worked for free, but The Tick now needed a way to pay for their travel. But he just might have a clever idea...

[This should have gone up BEFORE I went to sleep, but oh well. Also, apologies because I'm about to monopolize your flists.]