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Mephistopheles



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Posted: Wed Aug 15, 2007 6:55 pm    Post subject: Chapter one  

The cute little bunnies were hopping about in a field of clover, merrily chattering away about things that only bunnies care about. Suddenly, a rumble is felt in the ground, and the little bunnies stop. They stand on their hind legs, trying to find the source of the commotion. Their little noses twitch this way and that, as if able to smell it better than they can see it.

"What the bloody 'ell was that, Thumper?", a portly gray bunny shouted to the one on his right.

"Beats me, old man, and why ya yellin? I only stand a foot away." Thumper, not to be confused with that adorable little rabbit from "Bambi", hated to be shouted at. The old duffer, Grumpy, was always doing it, thinking that since he couldn't hear, neither could anyone else. It was horribly aggravating. Thumper reminded himself, once again, that he must frolic further away from Grumpy from now on.

"I think it came from over there." Thumper said.

"Eh, what you say, boy? Speak up!"

"It came from, never mind. JUST FOLLOW ME!" I hope he heard me that time, Thumper thought. He began bouncing away in a direction that we would have called west, but they, the all unknowing bunnies, called forwards. After a few minutes of leaping forward, they found themselves in the forest. Continuing forward will lead them to the little water. A nice place to get a drink, but even the bunnies know that something falling in the water will not cause the ground to tremble. They jump in all the time and never cause more than a tiny splash.

So, they turn left, or that way, and continue on farther. That way from the little water leads to a hill. Up the hill is a large black stretch of hard material. The bunnies avoid this, especially at night. At night, there are bright eyes that paralyze the bunnies with their staring power, and often the bunnies get flattened by large, heavy, round things. It is daytime now though, and the lights do not hold their mesmerizing power in the day time. After a few moments of hopping, Thumper and all his bunny friends reach the death top, er, blacktop. There, a sight most obscene greets them; a large grader and a huge D9 cat. The bunnies tremble in fright as a collective unit. They have all heard tales of the large, yellow beasts that rumble like great monsters who haven’t eaten for a week, tearing the ground and anything that stands before them. Most of the bunnies passed these tales off as scary stories mean to frighten the children. But here was the undeniable proof that these monstrosities existed!

“What should we do, Grumpy?” Thumper asked in his small voice.

“What you be athinking we should be doing, Thumper?” echoed Grumpy.

“I already asked that, you deaf old man! When you going to get that hearing aid so I ain’t got to shout all the time?” Man, Thumper was getting really tired of the old man. Maybe one of the monsters would eat him? If only he were that lucky! Quite suddenly, as if the beast had heard, the cat fired and began to rumble. There was a grinding noise, and suddenly, the D9 was rolling right at them!

God looked own form his lofty perch upon the gathering of bunnies. “Oho, look what we got there! A group of bunnies and a machine to kill em all with! Kill the wabbit, kill the wabbit! I hate bunnies. Well, those ones anyhow. I think that I will just influence this.. a ….tad…..bit, and yep, there we go, dead bunnies!” God looked down upon the destruction that was sure to reign upon the bunnies at any second, giggling like a little child with a new toy. A sweet voice flowed into the room. “Dear, You can’t kill the bunnies. Where is the reason, the purpose? Just because You can?”

“Oh, honey, I didn’t realize that you were home so soon! How are things?” God began to fret nervously, he fidgeted to the left a bit, so that she couldn’t see the dozer beginning to roll towards the now petrified bunnies.

“I was only gone a day, dear.” she was looking at him, her face full of scorn that so totally denied her voice’s beauty. “Now unfreeze them and let them be as bunnies are.”

“Yes dear. But can I kill one of them? Please? I have behaved fairly good this month, you know?”

“Fine, but only one! This is not gonna be like that volcano incident where you said you just wanted to see how they would react. I thought you meant to scare them. Not see how the sudden flow of ash and molten lava would react to human flesh. I just counted them. Only one can go.”

“Okay, sweety. You are too good for me sometimes. I love you snoogie woggums!” He put his hand over the bunnies, and then, turned to his wife. “There, it is done. Would you like to watch it with me?” He was close to exploding out of sheer excitement.

“Oh, well, I haven’t seen a bunny die in a while, I guess it could be fun. Sure, why not?” and together they sat, God and his wife, watching as if it were a mere cartoon on the tele.

There, I added a bit, made it more Messy worthy, but the dp is kinda altered now. Which bunny (I know there are only two introduced so far) dies, and what do the others do?
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