12:12

It was all getting a bit confusing. The timeshifts, the cross-universe warping, the breaking of the 4th wall, the 5th dimension and the 6th senses: all of it was borderline unbearable for an organized bunny.

The bloody beaver seemed to be enjoying himself though. smirking in the corner and fuelling the fire whenever he could, it was almost as if he didn’t want it to end. But all things come to an end you ludicrous lagomorph and I believe it is time to establish a more… linear… order to this pseudo modernist stream-of-consciousness crappola I have been forced to endure.

“Ahem!” Edward cleared his throat loudly. “Can everyone please sit down and resume their previously silent attitudes!”

“You, my dear Caroline, please stand up and stop blubbering… Yes, I do know who is at the door; we will deal with that in a moment. Beaver, please stop that ridiculous snorting and do try to be a bit more civilized. Gareth, Rowan on the couch if you please; time’s a’wasting.”

Edward scanned the room as the various occupants shuffled around. He spared a hard glare for the beaver under his pile of quilts when it looked like he might object to the usurpation of his fun, but the beaver most intelligently took the hint and settled back to watch quietly.

“Now, Caroline. Blow your nose dear. Good, shall we continue? I believe you were about to tell the room who our mysterious visitor was…”