"Uh, yeah, sorry, name's Twiz" Twiz said with a smile. He thought once more, after all the fuss he'd made he thought he should have a good idea...but he could hardly think of anything besides...
Twiz flapped down to be closer to Rita and held out a wing, "Ok, I'm officially apologizing even more so than I just did since I don't got call to talk about what's a bad idea or not, since the only idea I can think of is chunking a big rock ontop of the smoking mountains so it can't smoke or 'spolode" he said.
Misty laughed, yet was pleased to find Twiz didn't take offense. "Well Twiz..." she said as her answer, "I don't think they make rocks that big".
"Yeah" Twiz realized, "Or if they do, ya don't find 'em here, they fall down from the sky when they wanna".
He tried to think once more and frowned deeper and deeper.
Misty also tried to think, she glanced around at the company, "Hmm...if we all held our noses I wonder if we'd fit in that stinky treesweet canyon they've got..." she pondered.
Then she sighed, "The adults wouldn't".
Twiz looked around, "Surely there's somewhere else in the Mysterious Beyond where the Firewater wouldn't get us, I mean...it's like dozen times huger than that Valley anyway" he spread his wings to illustrate.