Afternoon chaps,
I have had a most disquieting day I can tell you! I have been fielding reports left right and center from all parts of the Holt, and whats more I have been summoned to an emergency meeting of the Otter Security Council!
Me summoned, it’s absolutely outrageous, I am supposed to be in charge around here you know!
Well, I hurried along there to give them a piece of my mind! I was going go and tell them that I had no intention of turning up for their unsanctioned, unexpected meeting and that they couldn’t go around summoning me!
As I was heading to the Meeting there seemed to be a huge kerfuffle outside the QUATTT room, it was quite spectacular! Now I think about it, it might even have been a commotion! There were several security otters arguing with Brian Russetcoat and Penny Paddlepaws while Debbie Shorttail seemed to be peering out of the door not to mention doing a very good job at stopping other otters getting in.
Not one to leave a commotion in my wake I hurried over directly to get to the bottom of it all. I launched myself into the fray and demanded to know the meaning of all that shouting and tail waving! Contrary to all common sense this did nothing at all to calm the situation, everyone started clamouring to tell me their version of the story! It took some shouting and furious hat waving to get them all to shut up!
The chief security otter seemed to be trying to tell me that there was a large sad looking otter hiding in the QUATT room. Whether said otter was armed was unclear.
I was not about to take their word for it though, I am not even sure who designated them Chief. It wasn’t me that’s for sure! In double quick time (before all the clamouring started again) I asked Brian and Penny their version of events. Brian was unusually clear when he said:
There are no giant otters of any kind in the QUATTT lab, and Debbie is definitely not holding the door closed from the inside! Everything is perfectly normal!
And there you have it! Perfectly normal! I knew it!
Once this was all established, I hustled the security otters off in short order. I demanded they provide me with an escort to this damned meeting, lest any unexplained otters appeared from nowhere!
After all that it was better to get the security council meeting nonsense over and done with in short order so I could get back to QUATT lab and find out what was really going on!
The Otter Chronicles 