his young carrots. As he made his way down the garden path, he heard it in the distance. "The wonderful thing about Tiggers is Tiggers
are wonderful things. Their tops are made of rubber. Their bottoms are made of springs. They're bouncy trouncy flouncy pouncy fun fun
fun fun!" "No, no no!" he cried, rushing to try to stop Tigger's imminent rampage. "The wonderful thing about Tiggers is Tiggers are
wonderful things. Their tops are made of rubber. Their bottoms are made of springs. They're bouncy trouncy flouncy pouncy fun fun fun
fun!" Tigger cried, bouncing straight into Rabbit and beyond, into Rabbit's precious garden, destroying many of his carrots. "Damn you
Tigger, all the time bouncing around and ruining my garden," he fumed. "Lighten up, will ya! It's only a bit of fun!" he cried, a smile on
his face. He saw the look in Rabbit's eyes, and bounced back over the wall singing, "The wonderful thing about Tiggers is tiggers are
wonderful chaps. They're loaded with vim and vigor, they love to leap in your laps. They're jumpy bumpy clumpy thumpy fun fun fun fun!
But the most wonderful thing about tiggers is i'm the only one!" Rabbit hefted his hoe in one hand, laughing evilly. "Oh you may be the
only one, but that's about to change." The sun set amidst a blood red sky.
*At tigers house*
Tigger was sleeping, although fitfully. As he tossed and turned, he kept seeng Rabbit chasing him with a giant carrot. Just as the dream
Rabbit was going to stab him, he woke suddenly and sat up, sweating. "Man, I wish that dream would just go away," He said, holding his
head. "Well, you know what i want to go away?" said a foreboding voice from the corner. Tigger pulled the covers about him tighter and
stammered out, "Rabbit? what are you doing here?" "You really want to know what i want Tigger? You should," Rabbit said as he stepped
form the shadows, his hoe in hand. "No, no i don't know," Tigger said, his eyes wide in fear. Rabbit chuckled, then looked Tigger straight
in the eye and whispered, "You." He brought his hoe down again and again, staining the night red.
*The next day*
"Oh Rabbit, it seems, I've run out of honey, can i borrow some of yours?" Pooh asked loudly, openeing Rabbit's garden gate and walking
in to the house. "Oh my! What happened to you Rabbit?" Pooh asked, startled by what he saw. Rabbit was curled in the corner, rocking back
and forth, covered in blood, and wrapped in an odd, striped blanket. " He's gone, Pooh, I can finally have my carrots in peace," Rabbit
said, standing up and picking up his bloody, hoe. Pooh stared in horror as he recognized the blanket Rabbit was wrapped in. "Is that
Tigger?" he stuttered. "It was," Rabbit said. The world turned red as Rabbit's laughter filled the world.
*AN* I know this is horrible but it came to me at halloween and i never got around to publishing it, pleez review, and i can do some requests