Disclaimer thingie: don't own stuff blah blah, except the rabbit and the tree kangaroo and the fairies and all their stuff, as well as George. Yes it is ALL MINE HAHAAHHAA!
Chapter 10 – Who Did It This Time!
The pulling of that tab made a little sign pop up. It pointed to the right.
Johnny's eyes sparkled. Bonza he thought nothing bad happened, that is a total relief! Well it was until a great huff of hot air went down his ear hole and there was a heavy weight on his shoulder. Johnny felt like a cold hand was squeezing his heart, and he was going to die with wet pants.
"What, is that all!" complained Snowy from his perch on St John's right shoulder
"It appears so." Said Bunny from her seat next to him.
She studied the book for a moment. "John, will you stop gasping like that or I'll give you a box 'round th' ears!" The rabbit rumbled.
Johnny nodded and stopped. Bunny hopped down from Johnny's shoulder and then took the book off him. She looked at it closely. The others leaned in to try and figure out what she saw. Bunny gave them a look. The others leaned back out again and looked everywhere else except where she was looking. There was much whistling. Except for Johnny, who as we all know simply cannot help himself being one of those people who have no voice of self-preservation. No, Johnny decided to peer over Bunny's shoulder and try to figure out what was going on. And Bunny not appreciating Johnny's hovering over her shoulder, did this. She waited. Johnny sensing no danger, leant in a bit closer. And closer. And Closer. And Bunny waited twirling a small object in her paw. Johnny got so close that his nose almost touched Bunny's back and his breathing ruffled the small rabbit's fur.
It was then that she made the exploding cap – explode. The loud bang gave Johnny such a fright that he leapt backwards and clutched his heart.
Everybody chuckled at this, except Johnny who failed to find it funny. This was the fourth time he had been shocked in last ten minutes and he wasn't happy about it.
"It ain't funny mate, you know I can't take it anymore!" Johnny sobbed, and with that spun about on one heel and walke-…
…I should say tripped, over a board on the ground.
Logan and the Animals went over and picked both the board and St John up. Bunny gave Logan the book to hold and Snowy picked up the board. Which was actually a sign. A chewed up, very battered and scorched. The tooth marks were very prominent. It read:
The Land Of The Fluffy Duckies and Bunnies
Enter At Your Own Risk!
"Oh F@*k." said the rabbit simply.
St John completely forgetting that he was going to walk out of the fanfic for good, asked a very stupid question.
"Hah ha, are we going to see ya mates?"
Bunny eyed Johnny. Yes, she decided, he was a complete idiot. She smiled sweetly. "No, Johnny, we are not going to visit these Bunnies. We are going to turn around and walk in the opposite direction. So come."
She took the sign off of Snowy and then took him by the scruff of his neck and began to drag him away. As she passed Logan she kicked him in the leg and the three of them began to move off. Johnny stood and looked after them. "I like fluffy duckies and bunnies, they're bonza 'cos soft and fluffy and nice to cuddle."
Logan and the Animals stopped and turned around. "Ah ha ha no. Ya not gonna like these fluffy Duckies and Bunnies. Not a bit." Said Bunny. She gave Johnny an odd look. "I didn't quite catch that last bit though, what's bonza?"
Johnny looked innocent. "Nah, nothin' mate."
"Ok then." Said Bunny. "Then come along St John we have to get out of here before they see us."
St John looked past the small group in front of him with a worried expression. "What, that way?" he said.
The rabbit nodded. "Yeess." She said slowly.
"All I can say is no-way mate am I going that way." Said St John with a defiant gleam in his eyes.
"Yes you are." Said the rabbit with a hint of malice. She began to move over to Johnny and she almost had him by the throat when Snowy tapped her on the back.
"No mate I get the feelin' that he is right." Said Snowy.
"Why would ya say that?" Growled Bunny.
"I'd say that, that is a pretty good reason boss." Snowy pointed back the way they came.
And yes, it would not be a good idea to go back the way that they came, for on top of one of those savage mountains sat George the Mountain Beast, a loaded shot gun in his lap, a rather too empty whiskey bottle between his feet and no fear of any consequences. George was in fact, a monster on The Edge.
"Humm." Hummed Bunny.
It was a stalemate. Bunny wasn't going to risk wandering back down to the plain they had just galloped across with George holding his gun like that, especially since it looked like a very difficult shot, and the more difficult it would be to hit them, the easier George would be able to do so. Damn The Stormtrooper Effect.
But neither did Bunny wish to wander down the lovely lightly wooded valley and into the Land Of Fluffy Duckies And Bunnies. No that would be worse. Besides George would only wing them anyway…
Bunny's musings had distracted her enough not to notice some very important things. Like a hand turning a page and causing radical events to happen to the characters in the book, which were unfortunately mirrored in the real world…
The bottom dropped out from under them.
Chapter 10 – Who Did It This Time!
The pulling of that tab made a little sign pop up. It pointed to the right.
Johnny's eyes sparkled. Bonza he thought nothing bad happened, that is a total relief! Well it was until a great huff of hot air went down his ear hole and there was a heavy weight on his shoulder. Johnny felt like a cold hand was squeezing his heart, and he was going to die with wet pants.
"What, is that all!" complained Snowy from his perch on St John's right shoulder
"It appears so." Said Bunny from her seat next to him.
She studied the book for a moment. "John, will you stop gasping like that or I'll give you a box 'round th' ears!" The rabbit rumbled.
Johnny nodded and stopped. Bunny hopped down from Johnny's shoulder and then took the book off him. She looked at it closely. The others leaned in to try and figure out what she saw. Bunny gave them a look. The others leaned back out again and looked everywhere else except where she was looking. There was much whistling. Except for Johnny, who as we all know simply cannot help himself being one of those people who have no voice of self-preservation. No, Johnny decided to peer over Bunny's shoulder and try to figure out what was going on. And Bunny not appreciating Johnny's hovering over her shoulder, did this. She waited. Johnny sensing no danger, leant in a bit closer. And closer. And Closer. And Bunny waited twirling a small object in her paw. Johnny got so close that his nose almost touched Bunny's back and his breathing ruffled the small rabbit's fur.
It was then that she made the exploding cap – explode. The loud bang gave Johnny such a fright that he leapt backwards and clutched his heart.
Everybody chuckled at this, except Johnny who failed to find it funny. This was the fourth time he had been shocked in last ten minutes and he wasn't happy about it.
"It ain't funny mate, you know I can't take it anymore!" Johnny sobbed, and with that spun about on one heel and walke-…
…I should say tripped, over a board on the ground.
Logan and the Animals went over and picked both the board and St John up. Bunny gave Logan the book to hold and Snowy picked up the board. Which was actually a sign. A chewed up, very battered and scorched. The tooth marks were very prominent. It read:
The Land Of The Fluffy Duckies and Bunnies
Enter At Your Own Risk!
"Oh F@*k." said the rabbit simply.
St John completely forgetting that he was going to walk out of the fanfic for good, asked a very stupid question.
"Hah ha, are we going to see ya mates?"
Bunny eyed Johnny. Yes, she decided, he was a complete idiot. She smiled sweetly. "No, Johnny, we are not going to visit these Bunnies. We are going to turn around and walk in the opposite direction. So come."
She took the sign off of Snowy and then took him by the scruff of his neck and began to drag him away. As she passed Logan she kicked him in the leg and the three of them began to move off. Johnny stood and looked after them. "I like fluffy duckies and bunnies, they're bonza 'cos soft and fluffy and nice to cuddle."
Logan and the Animals stopped and turned around. "Ah ha ha no. Ya not gonna like these fluffy Duckies and Bunnies. Not a bit." Said Bunny. She gave Johnny an odd look. "I didn't quite catch that last bit though, what's bonza?"
Johnny looked innocent. "Nah, nothin' mate."
"Ok then." Said Bunny. "Then come along St John we have to get out of here before they see us."
St John looked past the small group in front of him with a worried expression. "What, that way?" he said.
The rabbit nodded. "Yeess." She said slowly.
"All I can say is no-way mate am I going that way." Said St John with a defiant gleam in his eyes.
"Yes you are." Said the rabbit with a hint of malice. She began to move over to Johnny and she almost had him by the throat when Snowy tapped her on the back.
"No mate I get the feelin' that he is right." Said Snowy.
"Why would ya say that?" Growled Bunny.
"I'd say that, that is a pretty good reason boss." Snowy pointed back the way they came.
And yes, it would not be a good idea to go back the way that they came, for on top of one of those savage mountains sat George the Mountain Beast, a loaded shot gun in his lap, a rather too empty whiskey bottle between his feet and no fear of any consequences. George was in fact, a monster on The Edge.
"Humm." Hummed Bunny.
It was a stalemate. Bunny wasn't going to risk wandering back down to the plain they had just galloped across with George holding his gun like that, especially since it looked like a very difficult shot, and the more difficult it would be to hit them, the easier George would be able to do so. Damn The Stormtrooper Effect.
But neither did Bunny wish to wander down the lovely lightly wooded valley and into the Land Of Fluffy Duckies And Bunnies. No that would be worse. Besides George would only wing them anyway…
Bunny's musings had distracted her enough not to notice some very important things. Like a hand turning a page and causing radical events to happen to the characters in the book, which were unfortunately mirrored in the real world…
The bottom dropped out from under them.