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Anna Banana 
Mad Jasper Glick cackled loudly. "Ye ain't got yer sword, you filthy rat!" he yelled. Yes, yelled. Mad Jasper Glick only heard low whispers, though, and so his voice continued to boom across the Great Hall and echo off its walls. Glick reached for his own sword yet found his was gone, as well. "Me Jack o' Cups! They've gone off with our swords, the scoundrels!" He stomped up and down the table, going first to the invisible that separated the left side from the right and then turning around and stomping back down the table. "Get yer deadlights ahead, me matey!" he yelled to Misha. "Look for our swords!"
"Ye be wrong!." Toothless Bill shouted reaching for his sword...but wait...Jasper Glick was right...there was no sword there!!
"Shiver me timbers!!! No steel, no swords. You Dog you stold me sword." Bill shouted back. Toothless Grabbed the nearest goblets and threw it right at Glick hoping it hit him some where in the head.
Then Toothless took off running hoping to find his sword or at least a weapon worthy of fighting with!