[h2][color=ed1c24]Fuma[/color] - On the street with Jinbanyan[/h2]

Fuma smiled some more as he took the melon seeds, [color=ed1c24]"Thank you very much Jinbanyan-kun!"[/color] As Fuma took the seeds his thoughts turned back to the smell of beef and that was when he realized where it was coming from. [color=ed1c24]"Come to think of it I've gotten a better idea. How about we go to the center of town maybe? If I remember correctly the Sheriff makes this foreign food called tacos."[/color] Fuma shuddered at the thought of Sans' "legendary" tacos. He could barely stomach the shell however when it came to the beef stuffed inside it was to simply die for! [color=ed1c24]"I don't happen to like the shells very much however I bet we could get ourselves some beef if we asked nicely?"[/color] Fuma glanced above the cat into the deep forest when he heard a faint noise.

The sound of a beatrap. Fuma looked toward the forest as he heard the unmistakable cry of an animal. [i]Not again.[/i] He thought as he remembered back to the time where he had almost gotten himself killed. He shook his head. [color=ed1c24]"After we head to the city Jinbanyan-kun I have a change of plan. I'm going to go into the forest later and find whatever it was that made that sound, did you want me to bring back something specific in the forest for you? You've been such a good helper in getting me these seeds, I'm impressed with your work!"[/color] As he said this Fuma pet the little neko-youkai. He was reminded of the time that his father Shiro Getsu had made negotiations with the Oni of the southern island and the oni's children had come over to play. Good times for him, but right now Fuma had two objectives. Get some beef from town, and find out what was unlucky enough to cross the beatrap.

[h2][color=f26522]Gutsman[/color] - Zero to Hero[/h2]

[color=f26522]"Relax sheriff! A foreman knows just what to do in this situation."[/color] Gutsman boomed as he stomped all the way over to a nearby tree. [color=f26522]"You see sheriff as an industrial man the workplace calls for all sorts of situations, sometimes even death. However one thing I won't tolerate is my superior slacking off when he's got work to do!"[/color] Gutsman dug deep into the earth and with an eigth of his strength pulled the tree out and set it down gently next to the hole. He looked back at Sans who was probably still confused, [color=f26522]"What you didn't think I was gonna hit him with a tree did you? That's unproductive and [b]unprofessional."[/b][/color] Gutsman then went over to the hole and put his head in it. For three entire minutes the sound of humming could be heard until eventually he un-burrowed his head. [color=f26522][b]"Perfect![/b] Now watch and learn sheriff this is how a foreman does the job!"[/color]

With that notion Gutsman winded up his left arm and began spinning it around madly. It reached a point where it made a whirring sound, then with a loud grunt he brought his fist down just inches above where the hole ended. Smiling and humming he touched the soft earth with his pinky. He bent down and lent his hearing receptical towards the hole and heard a faint but audible rumbling. Satisfied, he went over to the tree he had just unearthed and smashed it in the middle. He took the top half of the now hollow tree and placed it in the hole, he waited for a second and when the rumbling resumed he stood out of the way and looked towards Sans. [color=f26522]"Alright Sheriff you might wanna stand back. This is gonna be a bit messy."[/color] The [b]unthinkable[/b] happened next, the tree began to rumble and with almost no warning a [i][b]huge burst of water[/b][/i] came out of the small hole in the front of the tree and hurdled it's way towards Pridemoore.