Disclaimer: I don't own Animals of Farthing Wood.
Measly Little Twerp
The birds could be heard, chirping through the crisp air of late winter, early spring. It was just dawn in White Deer Park. But the two weasels of the Park, Storm and Wish, had just given birth.
In their cozy den, Storm looked at the three young kits. Two of them were cute, active and clearly very healthy. However, at the end was an undersized, sickly little thing. Storm scoffed snobbishly at the sickly kit. Wish did the same.
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It was autumn of that same year. Storm and Wish were happily playing with their two kits. The male's name was Snitch, and the female's was Pretty. Snitch and Pretty were both very smart and active, how real weasels, as their parent's put it, should be.
All alone, a sad and lonely kit sat by himself. They called him Measly, because he was just so pitiful. His coat was shaggy and unkept, his eyes were to be for his head, and he was so stupid. Nether Storm nor Wish would have anything to do with little Measly, nor would Pretty or Snitch. As far a they were concerned, Measly wasn't a member of their family, he was just their.
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During that winter, poor Measly's morbid life was in full swing. Snitch and Pretty often bullied him, used him for a scapegoat, and even put his life in danger for their own amusement.
Once, Snitch tricked Measly into walking out into a Clearing while their ere poachers out. Measly ran for his life when he saw them.
Bang!
A Weasel was down, but not Measly. Snitch.
Storm and Wish trashed Measly mercilessly, convinced that he'd set it up to kill Snitch. From then on, Measly's life was even worse.
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It was spring again. Pretty had fond a weasel from outside of the park and left to be with him. Once, again, Measly took the blame.
"You measly little twerp! This is your fault!" Wish would yell.
"We should have just tossed you out when you were born. Now we have no kits!" Storm often yelled.
"Yes. My fault." Measly repeated, he looked sad.
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Another Summer. Scarface's territory. Storm had made the mistake of going there. He'd wanted to get one of the blue foxes to kill Measly for him. He'd had it. However, he didn't even get to Scarface. One of the blue foxes killed Storm on the spot. Wish and Measly arrived just in time to see this. Wish, now driven mad by lonely and sparrow, ran out of the park. She met her end at a truck.
Now, Measly truly was alone.
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A few days later, Measly attended a meeting of all the animals in White Deer Park. They had some new members. A group of animals lead by a fox. They called themselves 'Farthing Wood' animals.
When all the exchanges were made and the animals tried to mingle, Measly saw her. Weasel. The most beautiful creature he'd ever seen. "Oh! You're gorgeous!" Measly said, hopping with joy. He'd never felt this way about anyone before. Arms spread, Measly ran to the pretty newcomer, prepared to kiss her. She only ducked and crackled playfully.
"Ya can't catch me like that!".
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I made this because I adore Measly. I wanted to show why he's so meek and cowardly, and why he takes Weasel's insults like he dose. Why is there not more stories of Measly or Weasel of them together? Review.