Disclaimer: Much as I'd like to, I don't own HTF or any of the characters. The only one I own is Misty.
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It was a bright and sunny day, as usual. Giggles and Petunia were sitting on a hill overlooking the park. The were having a tea party. Down below them, Lumpy innocently pushed Cuddles on a swing. A split second later, the poor bunny lay on the ground bleeding and missing an ear. No one seemed to take notice.

In fact, it seemed that the only person not having fun or becoming mortally injured was Flippy. The fluffy war vet sat against a tree, solemnly absorbed in his own thoughts. All this was interrupted, though, when he suddenly noticed that the sun had been blocked out. He looked up, annoyed. Toothy stood above him, grinning. The hapless beaver didn't seem to realize that he was in danger of losing his life, or at least several appendages. "Hey, Flippy!" the freckled mammal greeted cheerfully.

Flippy raised an eyebrow. "What do you want?"

Toothy didn't appear to be phased by this obvious display of hostility. One might think he didn't even notice. "Well, you were just sittin' here all alone and gloomy, so I thought you might like some company."

/Does it LOOK like I want company?/ Flippy thought to himself, but out loud he answered simply, "I'm fine."

His tormentor didn't take the hint. "Are ya sure? 'Cause when I'm alone, I always feel better when somebody's there."

By this time, the bear was contemplating murder. It'd be easy, he told himself. Nobody would even care. . . He felt something twinge inside him then. Why kill Toothy? He's just trying to be a good friend. Flippy had had enough of these inner conflicts. Raising a paw, he clubbed Toothy in the head. Not hard enough to do serious damage, but enough to make him get the hell out of there.

The pink beaver rubbed his now bleeding nose. "Oh, fine. I don't know why I even bother. . ." with that he turned and walked back to the crowded part of the park.

Flippy was confused. /WHY DIDN'T YOU KILL HIM????/ his inner voice shreiked. /It's not like you haven't before!!!!/

/Shut up,/ he told himself. /I just didn't feel up to it, alright? God, why don't you leave me the fuck alone for once?!/

The inner voice of homicide chuckled. /I know why you didn't do it,/ it said. /It was because of HER. You were thinking about her again, weren't you?/

Flippy silently growled. /Fuck off. This conversation is OVER./

The voice just laughed again.
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Okay, so there's the first chapter! Sorry it's so short. . . it's just sort of an intro to the story. In the next chapter, we'll discover more about who Flippy was thinking about, and about his past. Please review this, people. I won't even bother to continue if you don't.