Some Fluffy Among Us Logic One-shots

Call of the Crunch

[SYNOPSIS: TheGentleman and his peers go out on a pleasant fall evening stroll through the park. There are lots of leaves on the ground...lots of crunchy-looking leaves just begging to be stepped on. And the temptation is strong.]

[LOCATION: The local park]

CONTAINS: CHEESE, TOP HATS

____________________________________________________________

"I say, I think I spot a Yellow wagtail up in that oak!"

A charcoal hand pointed up into the branches of a tree off the beaten path, and the two orange beans flanking him looked up at the spec of bright yellow perched among the russet leaves.

"Ooh, I believe you're right, sir!" MrEgg rasped, not wanting to scare it away. "Surprised to see one around this time of year; most of them have flown south by now, haven't they?"

"Indeed so."

"Buddy better catch up before the cold front gets here, heh heh," MrCheese jeered.

"Ah, yes. The forecast says it's set to arrive at around noon tomorrow if I recall correctly."

"Yeah, Tweety better get flyin...heh...Ah, ghee whiz, there sure are a lotta leaves on the ground."

"Certainly," MrEgg nodded. "I'd say we're about halfway through the season of changing leaves. The front will probably blow a lot of these away since they're not attached to their branches anymore."

"Shoot, really? Man, fall goes by too fweakin' quick...Better get down to business while it's still in swing."

"Erm...get down to business?" TheGentleman echoed. "What exactly do you mean-Oh?"

He turned his head away from the bird in the tree and back to his associate just in time to see him dip down, staring analytically at one of the many leaves scattered across the sidewalk before crushing it beneath his foot...For such a small object on the ground, the noise it made when stepped upon was surprisingly prominent.

"Huh...Yes, they make a very distinct sound, don't they?"

"Ooh, this one looks like a good candidate!" MrEgg pointed out, eyes locked on a rusty maple leaf. He did the same as MrCheese-this one also made a profound crunch.

"Beech leaf at 9:00. Egghead. I'll beat ya to it!"

"HEY! You got a head start!"

Crunch

"Erm...are you two certain this is appropriate?" TheGentleman asked them. "I wouldn't want anyone to...you know...stare."

"Ahh, come on Gent. Remember that time we went hoppin' through mud puddles down this path? This is that without  the mess factor."

"Why don't you have a go?" MrEgg suggested. "There. You see that big brown maple leaf on the path just up ahead?"

He pointed down at one that was particularly large; its color had faded into a dull brown.

"It looks rather dead."

"Which means it's probably EXTRA crunchy," MrCheese told him. "Go step on it. Nice and slow so you draw out that cronch."