Okay, I revised everything and made it a little better. Still no reviews but who cares?
Rei: You.
Dragon: So true. Pit, you do the disclaimer.
Pit: Uh, She doesn't own anything.
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Chapter four: The rabbit's house
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Pit glanced at the book, gripped the cover and pulled it open to find it was a pop-up book. A quaint little cottage popped up and stood and Pit could have sworn he could hear birds chirping in the distance if not for it being a library.
The shy angel walked up to the door and peeked inside, it looked cozy and lived in. He glanced around in the first room and saw a fireplace, table and dresser. He saw the white fans and gloves resting in the open drawer of the dresser. The ones the rabbit told him to get.
"He sure lives well for one so young." He mused, "Some of these things are probably priceless. Or even more expensive."
He noted the distinct glow of the things on the table and he made sure not to put them on as he shut the drawer. He glanced around again and saw a bottle of red potion on the table. Pit recalled the door room fiasco and walked up to it.
"It doesn't say 'drink me' like the other one. But maybe it can do something." He opened it "I hope it makes me big again." And with that thought he took a sip. It tasted terrible; he made a face and put it back on the dresser as he tried to erase the taste from his memory.
He suddenly felt a familiar feeling as he looked at his hands. They grew as they had before. Pretty soon he was jammed in the house. His foot was shoved in the fireplace and his arm was on the outside.
"Okay, maybe in retrospect I should have gone outside to do that." Pit moaned as he felt his injured wing sting from little room between him and the floor. He winced as a prick of pain shot out.
"Now where did I put those things?" Y.L. Rabbit's voice rang out from the front door. "I cloud have sworn I left them nearby." The boy seemed to have forgotten about Pit, as he was wondering about his gloves and fan again. He tried to open the door, but Pit put his hand over it and held it shut. Y.L. frowned and swung around back.
Y.L. took one look at the giant arm sticking out of his house and fell over from shock, right into one of the garden patches. Unfortunately for him he got entangled in the vines and was stuck. Pit strained to hear him at first but managed to hear him yell out.
"Meta! Meta Knight!"
"I'm here. I'm here." A voice that Pit had trouble identifying rang out. "I was out front digging for apples."
"What?" Pit muttered, He squinted through the window and saw a strange, short looking person. Wearing blue and had some kind of mask on his face.
"Ah, with the larks on the wing and the snails on the pond." Meta continued making no sense whatsoever.
"Help me up." Y.L. moaned, after he was helped up he glanced back at the veggies. "Why are we growing cucumbers, Meta?"
"Because they're green, sir." Meta told him as though it was the most obvious thing in the world. Y.L. nodded and turned to his gardener.
"Right, right. Now what the heck is that in the window?" He shouted, pointing as Pit's arm. Meta Knight glanced at it and squinted.
"That's an arm, sir." He said
"Whoever saw an arm that size?" Y.L. asked.
"Us today, I suppose sir." Meta retorted, "Either way it's still an arm."
The rabbit eared boy fumed and pointed to Pit's arm. "Well it's messing up my house. Remove it!"
Pit paled at the thought. He squirmed in his cramped spot and pounded his hand on the ground. The tremor caused the poor rabbit boy to fall over into the veggies again.
"Can you please help me?" The unfortunate angel called out, "I'm stuck. And I can't get out on my own."
Y.L. struggled to get up with the vines wrapped around him. Meta pulled him up, or tried and let him slip out of his hand.
"Oh, dear. Wario!" He called out.
"What?" A heavy-set looking man in a yellow outfit poked his head out.
"Y.L. has got a bad case of the falls today." He shouted while helping him up. "He keeps dropping like the leaves in autumn."
The rabbit boy sighed as his feet were planted on the ground "Get a ladder and prop it against the house." He said, the two of them obliged and waited for Y.L. to give them another order.
"Now you have to climb on the roof, go down the chimney and see who's in the house. I tried the front door but it's stuck."
"Me?" Meta shouted,
"Yes you."
"Oh, not me." Meta said, "I've always had a bad back for chimneys."
"Oh for heaven's sake." Y.L. moaned, "You do it Wario."
"Who, me?"
"YES!"
"Oh, alright then." He said,
The other two watched as Wario climbed up the ladder and moved over to the chimney. Pit saw some dust fall from the ceiling where he stepped.
"Careful, there's a loose slate up there." Meta called up. He spoke at the right time for one of the slates to slide down and clunk Y.L. on the noggin. Meta seemed to not notice the boy crouching on the ground, clutching his head.
"Good job, you found it!" Meta called up, he turned to Y.L. "What are you doing sir?" He asked, glancing down at him.
Y.L. glared at him, "Nothing, tell Wario to climb down the chimney."
After being told to, Wario stepped into the chimney and took a deep breath. Pit glanced down at the fireplace that his foot was shoved in. Soot started to fall onto it.
Pit banged on the top and called up, "Not down the chimney. I wouldn't try it if I were you."
Whether Wario heard Pit or not, he inhaled and slid down with a yelp. Pit heard him cry out and on a pure innocent reflex, shoved his foot upwards, sending Wario flying.
He shot out of the chimney in a puff of soot and flew into the air above where the other two were standing.
"There goes Wario." Said Meta Knight nonchalantly.
He crashed into one of the larger greenhouses. The two of them raced over to him, Y.L. muttering something along the lines of, "Great, five windows I'll have to get fixed."
They pulled him into a sitting position. Y.L. handed Meta a bottle,
"What a mess. Here's chateau romani." He said, annoyed.
"Thank you sir." Meta popped the cork open and started to drink it up.
"Not you!" Y.L. snapped, smacking the back of his head. Meta smiled,
"Sorry Sir, it runs in the family." He said with a smile, He turned to Wario, "What happened now, Wario?"
The said man blinked and recalled what happened to him, "Well I slid down, and something came at me like a jack-in-the-box. And up I went like a rocket!"
The three of them glanced at each other. Pit strained to hear what they were discussing, but heard one thing as clear as crystal.
"I don't like this, we have to burn down the house." Y.L. shouted,
Pit paled even more, He slammed his fist on the ground again and called out, "No! Wait! You can't burn down the house with me inside!"
Pit paused and heard nothing; he frowned and tried to listen harder. Something came out of the silence.
"Yes! A wheelbarrow full should do!" The rabbit boy and his gardeners were carting something up. Pit heard Meta Knight speak in a more serious tone.
"Ready? Aim. Fire!"
All of a sudden, little pebbles were sent through the window and hit Pit! The angel frowned and yelled for them to stop. When they finally did he noticed something odd. The 'pebbles' had puffed up and looked softer. Pit gasped,
"They're not real pebbles." He said, "They're soft like cake."
Recalling the cookie incident, he picked one up with his free hand and popped it into his mouth. He shrank down as he (not to mention the other three) hoped he would. In fact, he shrank down to about the size of a fly.
Pit went quickly and crept under the front door, ignoring the cheers from the three house residents. He moved fast and checked his hurt wing, still broken. If anything the cramped space made it worse. Pit sighed as he now made his way around the grasses and earth around him.
"This has been a strange circumstance." Pit said out loud to himself as he walked over to some broken pottery, "Back in Angel Land when I read fairy tales I never figured I would end up in the middle of one." He walked towards some tall tan colored plants. "There should be a book written about all this. Maybe when I get back I'll write one."
He glanced behind him, sensing something was off. He saw something moving back and forth. He looked ahead and saw a huge head look at him. He had accidentally wandered underneath a large dog!
Pit ran over to a piece of pottery that was broken and hid under it. Glancing around he saw a small stick, thinking fast he grabbed it, and threw it as hard as he could! The dog forgot about Pit and went after the stick.
Pit glanced around and saw that the dog was long gone. He sighed in relief.
"Why do I get the feeling that will be the most normal thing that will happen to me today?" He asked himself as he moved onwards.
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That's the end of this chapter; I'm now in the school play so I may be even slower.
Pit: I'm small again. TT
I know, but you'll get bigger again soon.
Rei: I'm going to enjoy the next chapter. Woot!
Tell me about it. So I hope you liked it so far.