Tabbatha- We do not own the Song "Crazy" because, unfortunately, we have not reached the potential awesomeness of Simple Plan.
Phoebe- We'll get there someday.
Hawkbit Thinks We're Going Crazy
Hawkbit sat in his burrow, feeling a terrible grudge against Fiver, who had just beaten him in another game of bob-stones. He needed to plot some form of revenge, maybe getting the junior owsla to attack him, or making Bigwig think that he was flirting with Spartina. Yes… Fiver might want to try sleeping with his eyes opened, thought Hawkbit.
"Hawkbit?" rang Clover's voice from down the hall. She hopped in with two different flowers in her mouth; a tulip and a rose.
"Hawkbit, I'm decorating my burrow. I was wondering which of these flowers you think might look best on my wall."
"They both look delicious," replied Hawkbit. "Whatever you find that you don't need, I'll gladly eat."
Clover rolled her eyes. "Sometimes I wonder why I even bother with you," she said.
"Oh, don't be like that. You know I was only kidding," said Hawkbit who, in fact, had not been kidding at all. "Come on, I'll make it up to you. Would you like to go to silflay?"
Clover shook her head and said casually, "I'm not silflaying today. I only silflay once every other day."
"What?" asked Hawkbit, suddenly alarmed. "Well why in the world would you do that?"
Clover looked at him as if he had just suggested they invite Duster the Dog over for storytelling in the Honeycomb. "Honestly, Hawkbit. It's what all the does are doing these days, it puts us right into shape, it does."
"But Clover," said Hawkbit, going over to her now. "You're not like all the other does! I like you just the way you are."
"Well, I don't, and I'll not live my life as bulky as a beech tree! This is what I want," Clover turned, about to storm down the run.
"It'll put you on your death bedding, Clover. Please, rethink this!"
Clover ran down the run, nearly knocking Dandelion off his feet as he came from the opposite direction.
"What was all that about," asked Dandelion, as he entered the burrow. Hawkbit was nervously twitching, trying to understand what was happening.
"It's Clover," he said. "Dear Frith, it's Clover! She's starving herself to lose weight."
"Why would anyone want to do that?" asked Dandelion, shaking his head, now feeling just as much concern for his best mate's doefriend. (A/N: Tabbatha- Tehe, I made that up myself! Phoebe- You did not! I did!)
"Frith knows why," replied Hawkbit angrily.
Now everyone on Watership Down was well aware that both Dandelion and Hawkbit had tendencies to come out singing at perfectly random times, with, thankfully, voices like honey. It happened so often that every now and then they were asked to perform in the honeycomb as a substitute for storytelling, for there are only so many El-ahrairah stories in Lapine. And right now was one of the times that they choose to sing, for they both had a song that was well suited for this situation. As always, Hawkbit was lead and Dandelion was backup.
And so, the two friends began:
"Tell me what's wrong with our warren, please,
When everywhere I look I see
Kittens trying to prove they can be
on the owsla by the age of three.
Silflay's skipped,
Fur is teased,
Fake rumors are spread about you and me,
Limiting us until we aren't free
It doesn't make sense to me.
Is everybody going crazy?
Is anybody gonna save me?
Can anybody tell me what's going on?
Tell me what's going on?
If you open your eyes, you'll see that something is wrong…
I guess things aren't how they used to be.
There's no more normal families
Mates act like they're enemies
Making kittens feel like it's a war-to-be
No one cares
No one's there
I guess we're all just too damn busy
And only the strong have authority
It doesn't make sense to me.
Is everybody going crazy?
Is anybody gonna save me?
Can anybody tell me what's going on?
Tell me what's going on?
If you open your eyes, you'll see that something is wrong…
Is everybody going crazy?
Is everybody going crazy?
Tell me what's wrong with our warren, please,
When everywhere I look, I see,
Owsla abusing authority
While kittens are killed off in the threes
No one cares
No one comes prepared.
I guess life's unfair
Is everybody going crazy?
Is anybody gonna save me?
Can anybody tell me what's going on?
Tell me what's going on?
If you open your eyes, you'll see that something
Something is wrong!
Is everybody going crazy?
Can anybody tell me what's going on?
Tell me what's going on?
If you open your eyes, you'll see that something is wroooooooong!"
Some one cleared their throat at the burrow entrance, and they both turned. It was Fiver.
"What are you here for, then?" asked Hawkbit, crossing his arms.
Fiver shrunk back a bit. "I… I just came to tell you…" he frowned, seeming to be reluctant about what he was about to say.
"Yes?" urged Dandelion patiently.
"Umm, I was told to tell you that Clover fainted in the honeycomb. Hazel saw it appropriate that I get you."
Hawkbit smacked his forehead against Dandelion's shoulder. "Did I tell her or what?"
"Rest assured, mate, you told her," said Dandelion, rolling his eyes and running down the run to the honeycomb with Hawkbit right behind him.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXPhoebe- Are we amazing, or what?
Tabbatha- I know, we've actually updated this story.
Phoebe- I know! Usually we don't have enough attention to write something like this.
Tabbatha- Well, anyway, thanks to everyone who reviewed! Cookies to you all!
Phoebe- What cookies?
Tabbatha- (Pulls bag of cookies out of pocket) these ones!
Phoebe- (inhales whole bag) Mmm… I don't see any cookies.
Tabbatha- (Stares) Umm… okay. (Looks back at camera) Well, if you have any ideas on a song you think we can use, don't hesitate to tell us!
Phoebe- Oh and one more thing… PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW WE WILL SEND YOU E-HUGS IF YOU DO!
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Tabbatha- Byes!