The Guidebook

"So, what should we do now?"

"Whose idea was it to follow Casius?"

"Wasn't that you? Why are you looking for someone to blame now?"

"Since when was it me?"

BAM! BAM! One of the molemen hit the other on the head.

"It was the chief who decided. Since when was it our decision?"

The moleman that got hit touched the bump on their head, then nodded in agreement as realization dawned on them. 

They answered in unison, "You're right, brother C. 

No wonder our parents gave you the letter C because you're the smartest."

Veins popped on Moleman C's forehead. 

He wanted to berate them, clarifying that it wasn't for his intelligence but because he was born third. 

He began to wonder how both his older brothers could be so dumb. 

"Forget it. We can't return to the village now. Do either of you have a suggestion?"