Babies, Rangers Apprentice by Cookieninja450

Chapter 5

Before I start the chapter, I'd like to thank JustaBunchaHOOPLA for the review that helped me make this chapter. I desperately needed an idea and you gave me one. Thanks so much! You deserve a million smiley faces. Sorry, Bralt, for copying the million smiley faces thing.. Anyway, lets get this show on the road!

Halt leaned forward once again. They were trying the coffee plan again, except this time, Gilan was on the bottom. Halt grabbed the bag and yanked. The bag toppled to the ground and so did everyone else. But at least this time they had actually gotten what they came for.

Then, they stood on top of each other once again to boil the coffee. Halt lit the fire, and they waited for it to boil. "Halt, didn't your mother ever teach you not to play with fire?" teased Gilan from down below.

"No one's mother says that anymore," muttered Halt. "Except maybe yours, Gilan, because you are so immature." They all laughed.

Just then, the coffee was finished. Halt doused the fire, and then picked up the coffee pot. "Careful, careful," he whispered. He passed the coffee pot down. When the pot was finally passed to Gilan, who set it gently on the floor. They all came down, and Halt used tiny cups he'd sculpted from clay to hold everyone's coffee.

He poured the coffee in, and they all took a long deep sip. Will smacked his lips appreciatively. Horace had a dreamy expression on his face. Gilan sighed with pleasure. And Halt closed his eyes, oblivious to the world around him.

Now, there's a reason its adults who drink coffee and not infants and toddlers. And although Halt and everyone else acted like adults, and behaved like adults, (except for Gilan) they had childish body systems, so their bodies were not quite used to coffee....

Halt hiccupped. Will grinned. Gilan put on his most goofy smile. And Horace had flames in his eyes.....

They all exploded. It was a sugar rush! They bounced off the walls, sang songs, danced, and started lifting heavy things. They ran at super speed, bumping into everything, twirled like ballerinas, and hopped up and down like bunnies. Demented bunnies, that is.

Will positioned himself. Then, he took off at super sonic speed, leaving a trail of fire behind him. He ran into a wall, and giggled. Then, he went into a fit of hiccups mixed with giggles.

Gilan took a deep breath, and jumped off the couch. "Wahoo!" he yelled. "EXTREME!" He hit his head on the floor, then jumped up and yelled, "EXTREEMMMEE!"

Horace banged on a pot with a spoon. "Greybeard Halt is a fighting man, he lives on Redmont hilll!" he sang. He slapped two pans together. "Greybeard Halt never took a bath, and they say he never will!" he hit the pot and ended the song with, "Fare thee well, Greybeard Halt, fare thee well, Greybeard Halt, I'll see you on your wayyy!"

Halt was twirling around like a dancer. He raised his arms and waved them around. He started tap dancing with a black top hat and a little cane.

About an hour later, they all stopped and slumped to the ground. They moaned and groaned. They grumbled and rumbled.

Need.....extreme... Gilan moaned. "Can't.. move.. A muscle." groaned Horace. "So tired.." murmured Will. "want.. Ballerinas." mumbled Halt.

They sat up, and, after a few more minutes were back to normal. The worst was over.