Ray Takes Time Out from His Busy Schedule to Remonstrate with Crumby

Crumby, where are ye headed fer the nonce?

Out into the wilderness Ray, to gaze upon the naked celestial bodies, in all their naked splendor.

That's good Crumby. But wait up, I need to parley with ye on that very topic of the naked splendors.

Nay, Ray, I shall not wait up. If ye want a parley ye must walk and talk.

Dang it Crumby. All righty then. Walk and talk it is. So Crumby, I have at long last got a Druid calendar up and running almost. That calendar is near to fruition, all righty then, but it needs some pepping up in the vicinity of naked celestial splendors.

So, pep it up, Ray.

Yeah but, yer sposed to do that part.

Ha! I'm not the one that gets to go faunching along with a Moon Goddess. What did ye accomplish going along on all those moon rides Ray? Didn't ye pay attention to more than one naked celestial body, maybe?

Er. Now listen here Crumby. Olwen can be very distracting. It's not my fault. Besides, yer out here taking notes and sketching away every chance ye get. Ye need to help me.

Can I have a moon ride?

Er. Crumby, I shall forget ye asked that of me, in deference to the feelings of my dear sister, maybe.

So that's it Ray. Ye don't trust me, yer own loving bosom companion, returned to normalcy after long suffering in the terrible wilderness. Me, the Crumby Ovate that was set upon by a cruelly afflicted ear and barely escaped the clever snares the WG set before my weary, trudging feet during my annual trial.

Huh? What does all that have to do with the calendar, Crumby?

Everything and nothing, Ray. Rayetta has warned me that ye would likely pick on me.

Huh?

Can I have a moon ride, Ray?

All righty then. Ye can have one moon ride, dang it. But only if ye swear an oath to help seriously with the calendar. Plus, I am going to tell Rayetta all about the moon ride beforehand, just to make sure ye don't get up to any potential highjinks with Olwen.

All righty then. Unlike ye Ray, I shall pay attention to somewhat of my celestial surroundings other than whatever ample bosoms may be on display in the near-environs of the moon ride.

Right. So ye promise to help with the calendar.

Yepper. If I get a moon ride.

All righty then, Crumby. Swear by the WG.

I, Crumby Ovate, swear by the WG that if I get a moon ride I shall help with the calendar.

All righty then!

All righty then!!!! See here Ray, we are at last arrived at our destination in this frigid, stygian wilderness. Look yonder, my faithful servant, Lleu Llaw Guffes has positioned all the telescopery gear ready to go. Good work, Steady Hand! Now Ray, ye must choose, face the naked celestial wonders with yer bosom companion and his faithful Steady Hand, or face the return journey, alone.

Right. Hey, Lleu Llaw. Come on Lulu. Let's head on back to the CB. I need to have a chat with Rayetta.

So Lulu, attracted by the higher than normal temperature of Ray, the Sun God Trainee, heads on back with Ray, in the general direction of the CB, while Crumby, abetted by his faithful man-servant, the Lion of the Steady Hand, faces the naked celestial splendors, alone.