I'm ba-ack!
- - - - - - - - - - - - -
"So. . . how did you meet this Misty-person?" Cuddles was now sitting on the ground, a look of great curiosity on his furry face.
Flippy rolled his eyes. This kid sure asked a lot of questions. He sighed and began the story. "Well, it was quite a few years ago, back when I was a POW. We met during the war. She was a spy for the enemies. . . not to mention the loveliest girl I had ever seen. About two months into the battle, we started seeing each other secretly-"
Cuddles cut him off. "How come it had to be secret?"
"We would have been killed if anyone found out."
"Oh. . ." The small rabbit looked frightened.
"So, as I was saying, after a while we started having secret meetings. This was fine for a while, but then it got risky. The officials started getting suspicious. . . we had to be careful. Finally, one day, some asshole turned me in. I was sentenced to death, but escaped the night before my execution and came here."
Cuddles' eyes grew wide. "Did you talk to her after that?"
"Nah. I haven't seen her since."
The bunny looked slightly discouraged, then smiled to himself. He had just gotten an idea. "Um. . . It's gettin' kinda late. . . I gotta go."
Flippy nodded. "Okay. Nice talking to you."
Cuddles smiled and waved before taking off down the path.
The little yellow fluffball sprinted toward the park as fast as his bunny feet would allow him to go, almost colliding with Flaky on the way by. "H-Hey, Cuddles." The dandruff-ridden porcupine greeted nervously.
"Hi Flaky. Uh, you wouldn't happen to know where Giggles and Petunia are, would you?"
"Um. . . last time I saw them, they were down by the lake."
"Okay, thanks a lot!" Cuddles called back, as he sped off again.
"Hey, you guys!" Cuddles yelled, trying to attract his friends' attention as he neared the lake. The girls looked up. Giggles stood to stop him before he fell in.
"Cuddles! Slow down!"
The rabbit stopped abruptly, sitting down and panting. "Sorry. I was looking all over for you." He managed to get out between gasps.
Giggles put her paws on her hips and glared at him. "For what? What could possibly be so important that you practically drowned to tell us?"
Cuddles paused for breath, then said simply, "I just talked to Flippy."
Petunia, from where she still sat on the ground, emitted a small laugh. "And you still have all your vital organs?"
Her bunny friend gave her a look that could kill. "Yes, I still have all my organs! Anyway, I was going to say that he gave me some VERY interesting information."
This caused his companions to perk up. Girls. Gossip. Of course. "What'd he say?" Giggles asked, now highly interested. Cuddles began the story.
When he had finished, both girls were staring at him, dumbfounded. Giggles let her jaw drop slightly. "I can't BELIEVE it! That so. . .so. . ."
"So-o-o romantic!" finished Petunia, pressing the back of her hand to her forehead and dramatically pretending to faint.
Cuddles nodded. "Yeah, so, after he told me all this. . . I kind of got an idea."
"What is it?" his overexcited friends asked in unison.
"Well, I was thinkin'- what if we found this girl Misty and got them back together? I mean, it could lower the death rate in town by a lot."
Petunia, ever melodramatic, squealed loudly. "Ooh, that's brilliant!"
Giggles grinned. "Let's do it."
- - - - - - - - - - - - -
"So. . . how did you meet this Misty-person?" Cuddles was now sitting on the ground, a look of great curiosity on his furry face.
Flippy rolled his eyes. This kid sure asked a lot of questions. He sighed and began the story. "Well, it was quite a few years ago, back when I was a POW. We met during the war. She was a spy for the enemies. . . not to mention the loveliest girl I had ever seen. About two months into the battle, we started seeing each other secretly-"
Cuddles cut him off. "How come it had to be secret?"
"We would have been killed if anyone found out."
"Oh. . ." The small rabbit looked frightened.
"So, as I was saying, after a while we started having secret meetings. This was fine for a while, but then it got risky. The officials started getting suspicious. . . we had to be careful. Finally, one day, some asshole turned me in. I was sentenced to death, but escaped the night before my execution and came here."
Cuddles' eyes grew wide. "Did you talk to her after that?"
"Nah. I haven't seen her since."
The bunny looked slightly discouraged, then smiled to himself. He had just gotten an idea. "Um. . . It's gettin' kinda late. . . I gotta go."
Flippy nodded. "Okay. Nice talking to you."
Cuddles smiled and waved before taking off down the path.
The little yellow fluffball sprinted toward the park as fast as his bunny feet would allow him to go, almost colliding with Flaky on the way by. "H-Hey, Cuddles." The dandruff-ridden porcupine greeted nervously.
"Hi Flaky. Uh, you wouldn't happen to know where Giggles and Petunia are, would you?"
"Um. . . last time I saw them, they were down by the lake."
"Okay, thanks a lot!" Cuddles called back, as he sped off again.
"Hey, you guys!" Cuddles yelled, trying to attract his friends' attention as he neared the lake. The girls looked up. Giggles stood to stop him before he fell in.
"Cuddles! Slow down!"
The rabbit stopped abruptly, sitting down and panting. "Sorry. I was looking all over for you." He managed to get out between gasps.
Giggles put her paws on her hips and glared at him. "For what? What could possibly be so important that you practically drowned to tell us?"
Cuddles paused for breath, then said simply, "I just talked to Flippy."
Petunia, from where she still sat on the ground, emitted a small laugh. "And you still have all your vital organs?"
Her bunny friend gave her a look that could kill. "Yes, I still have all my organs! Anyway, I was going to say that he gave me some VERY interesting information."
This caused his companions to perk up. Girls. Gossip. Of course. "What'd he say?" Giggles asked, now highly interested. Cuddles began the story.
When he had finished, both girls were staring at him, dumbfounded. Giggles let her jaw drop slightly. "I can't BELIEVE it! That so. . .so. . ."
"So-o-o romantic!" finished Petunia, pressing the back of her hand to her forehead and dramatically pretending to faint.
Cuddles nodded. "Yeah, so, after he told me all this. . . I kind of got an idea."
"What is it?" his overexcited friends asked in unison.
"Well, I was thinkin'- what if we found this girl Misty and got them back together? I mean, it could lower the death rate in town by a lot."
Petunia, ever melodramatic, squealed loudly. "Ooh, that's brilliant!"
Giggles grinned. "Let's do it."