Chapter 13: Aftermath
It took Peter till afternoon until he felt that he had decently washed off the shit and piss from his body. Alas, the smell remained and her feared it would linger for several weeks. But he was free. Another good thing was that the itch in his rear and balls were finally gone, though he did have some new itches from where the stomachs had digested off his fur. At least this time, when he finally took a crap, having held it in the cloaca to avoid adding more waste, he knew which leaves not to use to wipe his anus.
When he got home, his mother shouted herself hoarse at him, for now he'd been gone about a week. She had been about to punish him she heard his story. Since his smell was so bad and his clothes were in such a state of disrepair, it seemed believable enough, especially as he seemed so eager never to go near the McGreggors again. And, indeed, he never did. It also took him some time to recover from being teased by his siblings for coming out the ass of a bird.
Some days after Peter's return home, Mrs. Rabbit was out gathering flowers one evening when she saw a familiar face. "Ah, Agnes, glad to see you. Thank you for helping me son." she said to the hawk.
"I wish I could say it was my pleasure, but Peter was quite a handful, or should I say, a cloaca full."
"I know. I heard."
"I bet Peter didn't tell you the half of it."
"I'm figuring that too. But at least he's learned his lesson."
"Yes, he most certainly has."
The two had met two years back after Agnes had been about to eat Mrs. Rabbit until she learned that she had a family, at which point she spared her. Mrs. Rabbit was touched and befriended the hawk and the two talked every now and then.
"I'm seeing Andre and we finally took our relationship further and are going to have kids in about a month and a half."
"Wonderful."
"Yes, it is."
"Good luck with your family."
"And good luck with yours. Peter is quite a lot to handle."
"Don't I know."