They threw us in a cage and there's no key

[talkyourwayout]

It was a fair set of questions - what was Louie doing in Unca Scrooge's garden, and why were there tripped traps lying around? Louie had started off by explaining how the other Louie had told him about a rather unique kind of Demon called a Fraggle, and how easy catching one had seemed - low-effort, even.

"...At least, that's what I thought!" Louie groaned, taking a seat in the grass, leaning back against Scrooge's legs. "But I just had to set up, like, my third trap! I wanna see one of these Fraggle-things, but I'm not sure it's worth the work." A beat, and then - with wide eyes - he glanced up at Scrooge. "You don't think Louie's pranking me, do you?"

He wouldn't be entirely surprised, in part because it sounded something like he, himself, might do to one of his brothers.

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[moneymatters]

"No, Louie's not pranking you, Fraggles exist." He glanced up from Louie to the sprung traps, raising an eyebrow. "I just don't think your traps are- eh, entirely simple for catchin' them? They're very elusive and wily, you know."