Martin to the rescue!

So, anyways, ya. I hate all of you because you all eat oats when all i want to eat is cheese. because of this, you'll all be dead in the morning. congratulations.

anonymous voice from nowhere: congrats to you too!!!! congrats for being the first stoat ever to get a woopin' from Martin Ed Stoat!!!

WHAT!?!?!?

Martin: Let go of Lunetta and my town. (growls) Now.

NO! THIS WASN'T SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!! I DON'T WANT TO BE OVER-POWERED BY SOME WIERDO WHOSE MIDDLE NAME IS ED!!!!

Martin: Uh, can we forget about that part?

Other anonymous voice from nowhere: Of course, sonny.

Martin: Old Joe, you came back!

Old Joe: Of course! You guys are my type of people! I mean, who else would let me eat honeycoated-oats in public?

NO!!! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

Old Joe: Step aside, little baby! Watch me do my thing. (picks up Ginger)

No, no. Hey. HEY!!! What are you doing? NO! HEY!!! AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

Old Joe: (brushes paws) I wasn't V.I.P. in shotput during college for nothing!

Martin: Wow, she really covered some distance. Oh my gosh, she's still going!

a 3rd anonymous voice from nowhere: Hey, guys. Hey, is that Ginger out the window?

Martin: Lunetta!!! Are you okay?

Lunetta: (brushes dust off) Yeah. I just need a bath. A really long bath.

Martin: OMG, Lunetta, what's wrong with your legs?

Lunetta: Nothing, Martin, I'll be fine. OOF!

Old Joe: You broke your legs... All four of them!

Martin: Well, it looks like we're going to be spending some time together.

Lunetta: (grumbles) Yeah, in the hospital. This stinks.

Old Joe: Not entirely. I don't think I'm ready to be your president. But I know someone who is. (looks at writer)

Author: Who ME???? Oh you people are so sweet! But seriously, are you sure?

All: YES!!!

Author: Really? Uh, how about I just stick to posting the news?

All: Okay!

Lunetta: But who's going to be president?

Martin: The person with the second most votes.

Lunetta: (cries with joy) That was me! Oh my gosh, I'm so proud!

MArtin: I'm so happy for you!

Old Joe: Me too!

And so readers, let our stoat friends, and our otter friend, be in peace for the moment. For the world at last, is happy and meaningful again.