Badger, Mole, Rat, and Toad jumped into the room.
They had their weapons ready.
They stood side by side like heroes.
"Ahhh!" the Wild-Wooders screamed.
"It's Badger!" they cried. "Run!"
Badger swung his club in the air.
"Come on, Mole!" shouted Badger.
Mole's sword was ready.
"Get out, you bullies!" yelled Mole.
Scared weasels hid under tables.
Ferrets rushed up the chimney.
"You can't get away!" yelled Rat.
Glasses and plates crashed to the floor.
Pictures fell from the walls.
Toad puffed up with anger!
"Sing songs about me?" cried Toad.
"Make fun of me?" he shouted.
"Never!"
Toad lifted his club high in the air.
He ran toward the Chief Weasel.
"Don't hit me!" cried the Chief Weasel.
"I was just having some fun."
"You stole my house!" yelled Toad.
He hit the Chief Weasel on the head.
"Ow!" cried the Chief Weasel.
He fell out of his chair with a thud.
Badger, Rat, and Mole fought hard.
They pushed their enemies into a corner.
"We're trapped!" screamed the Chief Weasel.
"The window! It's the only way out!"
The weasels jumped through the glass.
They ran across the lawn and into the night.