Kwisteena Wwwabit
Disclaimer: I do not own Phantom of the Opera, nor am I making any money off it.
A/N: I got the idea for this one time, while watching the scene where Christine went with the Phantom for the first time. Her facial looks really reminded me of Walace and Gromit and the wererabbit. Plus, her mouth is always open, showing her two front teeth. And her hair so fluffy that you want to pat it, like a rabbit, and I often imagine two big white bunny ears sprouting through the mess. Its been an almost classic joke with me and my sister, and some of my friends since then. I am ready for hate mail. A lot of hate mail.
Once upon a time, the Kwisteena Wwwwwwabit was hopping in a grassy field. She was being very innocent and hoppy. Her front teeth were sticking out of her mouth as usual. Of COUSE her mouth was open; her mouth is always open in the movie. (And if you're thinking that that's just because she is singing, well watch it again, she leaves her mouth open almost the whole movie.) Anyways, as she was hopping around open-mouthed, she stumbled along a pond.
"Ooooooo," Kwisteena said innocently, "a pond. Interesting. I want to see what's in it."
Kwisteena walked to the pond and saw a beautiful goose. It just happened that this was the same goose that had honked at her one beautiful summer day when she had been a baby wwwabit.
The Goose, whose name was Mraulee saw her too.
"Oh my!" He cried. "How beautifully you jump! You must be the same beautiful
wwwabit that I honked at one beautiful summer day! Do you want to come eat some grass?"
Now Kwisteena Wwwabit had a mentor, Phaneemanee. He was a bald eagle who was horribly deformed. His bald head had brown feathers on it! He wasn't bald! Because of this, he had been hated and despised by all while he was a hatchling. Now he was bitter and wore a big fig leaf to cover his deformity. He had also acquired a fearful skill with the rat-tail. A very scary weapon indeed. Especially in the hand of an expert like Phaneemanee was.
Anyways, though he remained unseen, the fearful bald eagle was watching the conversation and his horrible face scowled even more at every word. "My hare is being stolen from me," He whispered, "She must not love that ugly goose! Not over my dead feathers!"
So, meanwhile, Kwisteena Wwwwabit (whose mouth was still open) was going to go to the Goose's home to eat some grass. But wait, her fur was slightly messy. She had to brush it, and she had forgotten her brush at home.
"Wait a second, MaRoulee," said Kwisteena, "I have to hop back home and brush my fur."
"It's all right, Kwisteena," the goose replied, "I'll stay here and oil my feathers."
So Kwisteena hopped off, her ears blowing back at every bounce.
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On her way, suddenly she heard a voice speaking. Phaneemanee's voice.
"Silly Goose!" It cried, "He doesn't really love you! He just wants to bask in your success when you win every hop-hop competition in the country! Why don't you stay with me, your hopping coach instead!
"Oh teacher," Kwisteena wept, her mouth still open, "I am so sorry I hurt you! I will come with you, you genius!"
And out of the sky swept a large dark shape. Phaneemanee, with his fig-leaf mask.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOh, Phaneemanee!" Cried Kwisteena Wwwabit, "You have come for me!"
And with the open-mouthed-rabbit in his claws, Phaneemanee soared into the sky.
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