joel and the three spotted rabits

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: April 16, 2018

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Once upon a time there was a nerdy boy called Joel Thompson. He was on the way to see his girlfriend Felicity Grey, when he decided to take a short cut through Mythos Forest.

It wasn't long before Joel got lost. He looked around, but all he could see were trees. Nervously, he felt into his bag for his favourite toy, Terrance the Moose, but Terrance the Moose was nowhere to be found! Joel began to panic. He felt sure he had packed Terrance the Moose. To make matters worse, he was starting to feel hungry.

Unexpectedly, he saw a spotted rabbit dressed in a blue coat disappearing into the trees.

"How odd!" thought Joel.

For the want of anything better to do, he decided to follow the peculiarly dressed rabbit. Perhaps it could tell him the way out of the forest.

Eventually, Joel reached a clearing. He found himself surrounded by houses made from different sorts of food. There was a house made from carrots, a house made from doughnuts, a house made from cupcakes and a house made from jelly babies.

Joel could feel his tummy rumbling. Looking at the houses did nothing to ease his hunger.

"Hello!" he called. "Is anybody there?"

Nobody replied.

Joel looked at the roof on the closest house and wondered if it would be rude to eat somebody else's chimney. Obviously it would be impolite to eat a whole house, but perhaps it would be considered acceptable to nibble the odd fixture or lick the odd fitting, in a time of need.

A cackle broke through the air, giving Joel a fright. A witch jumped into the space in front of the houses. She was carrying a cage. In that cage was Terrance the Moose!

"Terrance the Moose!" shouted Joel. He turned to the witch. "That's my toy!"

The witch just shrugged.

"Give Terrance the Moose back!" cried Joel.

"Not on your nelly!" said the witch.

"At least let Terrance the Moose out of that cage!"

Before she could reply, three spotted rabbits rushed in from a footpath on the other side of the clearing. Joel recognised the one in the blue coat that he'd seen earlier. The witch seemed to recognise him too.

"Hello Big Rabbit," said the witch.

"Good morning." The rabbit noticed Terrance the Moose. "Who is this?"

"That's Terrance the Moose," explained the witch.

"Ooh! Terrance the Moose would look lovely in my house. Give it to me!" demanded the rabbit.

The witch shook her head. "Terrance the Moose is staying with me."

"Um... Excuse me..." Joel interrupted. "Terrance the Moose lives with me! And not in a cage!"

Big Rabbit ignored him. "Is there nothing you'll trade?" he asked the witch.

The witch thought for a moment, then said, "I do like to be entertained. I'll release him to anybody who can eat a whole front door."

Big Rabbit looked at the house made from jelly babies and said, "No problem, I could eat an entire house made from jelly babies if I wanted to."

"That's nothing," said the next rabbit. "I could eat two houses."

"There's no need to show off," said the witch. Just eat one front door and I'll let you have Terrance the Moose."

Joel watched, feeling very worried. He didn't want the witch to give Terrance the Moose to Big Rabbit. He didn't think Terrance the Moose would like living with a spotted rabbit, away from his house and all his other toys.

The other two rabbits watched while Big Rabbit put on his bib and withdrew a knife and fork from his pocket.

"I'll eat this whole house," said Big Rabbit. "Just you watch!"

Big Rabbit pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from doughnuts. He gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.

And more.

And more.

Eventually, Big Rabbit started to get bigger - just a little bit bigger at first. But after a few more fork-fulls of doughnuts, he grew to the size of a large snowball - and he was every bit as round.

"Erm... I don't feel too good," said Big Rabbit.

Suddenly, he started to roll. He'd grown so round that he could no longer balance!

"Help!" he cried, as he rolled off down a slope into the forest.

Big Rabbit never finished eating the front door made from doughnuts and Terrance the Moose remained trapped in the witch's cage.

Average Rabbit stepped up, and approached the house made from cupcakes.

 

"I'll eat this whole house," said Average Rabbit. "Just you watch!"

Average Rabbit pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from cupcakes. She gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.

And more.

And more.

After a while, Average Rabbit started to look a little queasy. She grew greener...

...and greener.

A woodcutter walked into the clearing. "What's this bush doing here?" he asked.

"I'm not a bush, I'm a rabbit!" said Average Rabbit.

"It talks!" exclaimed the woodcutter. "Those talking bushes are the worst kind. I'd better take it away before somebody gets hurt."

"No! Wait!" cried Average Rabbit, as the woodcutter picked her up. But the woodcutter ignored her cries and carried the rabbit away under his arm.

Average Rabbit never finished eating the front door made from cupcakes and Terrance the Moose remained trapped in the witch's cage.

Little Rabbit stepped up, and approached the house made from jelly babies.

 

"I'll eat this whole house," said Little Rabbit. "Just you watch!"

Little Rabbit pulled off a corner of the front door of the house made from jelly babies. He gulped it down smiling, and went back for more.

And more.

And more.

After five or six platefuls, Little Rabbit started to fidget uncomfortably on the spot.

He stopped eating jelly babies for a moment, then grabbed another forkful.

But before he could eat it, there came an almighty roar. A bottom burp louder than a rocket taking off, propelled Little Rabbit into the sky.

"Aggghhhhhh!" cried Little Rabbit. "I'm scared of heigh..."

Little Rabbit was never seen again.

 

Little Rabbit never finished eating the front door made from jelly babies and Terrance the Moose remained trapped in the witch's cage.

"That's it," said the witch. "I win. I get to keep Terrance the Moose."

"Not so fast," said Joel. "There is still one front door to go. The front door of the house made from carrots. And I haven't had a turn yet.

"I don't have to give you a turn!" laughed the witch. "My game. My rules."

The woodcutter's voice carried through the forest. "I think you should give him a chance. It's only fair."

"Fine," said the witch. "But you saw what happened to the rabbits. He won't last long."

"I'll be right back," said Joel.

"What?" said the witch. "Where's your sense of impatience? I thought you wanted Terrance the Moose back."

Joel ignored the witch and gathered a hefty pile of sticks. He came back to the clearing and started a small camp fire. Carefully, he broke off a piece of the door of the house made from carrots and toasted it over the fire. Once it had cooked and cooled just a little, he took a bite. He quickly devoured the whole piece.

Joel sat down on a nearby log.

"You fail!" cackled the witch. "You were supposed to eat the whole door."

"I haven't finished," explained Joel. "I am just waiting for my food to go down."

When Joel's food had digested, he broke off another piece of the door made from carrots. Once more, he toasted his food over the fire and waited for it to cool just a little. He ate it at a leisurely pace then waited for it to digest.

Eventually, after several sittings, Joel was down to the final piece of the door made from carrots. Carefully, he toasted it and allowed it to cool just a little. He finished his final course. Joel had eaten the entire front door of the house made from carrots.

The witch stamped her foot angrily. "You must have tricked me!" she said. "I don't reward cheating!"

"I don't think so!" said a voice. It was the woodcutter. He walked back into the clearing, carrying his axe. "This little boy won fair and square. Now hand over Terrance the Moose or I will chop your broomstick in half."

The witch looked horrified. She grabbed her broomstick and placed it behind her. Then, huffing, she opened the door of the cage.

Joel hurried over and grabbed Terrance the Moose, checking that his favourite toy was all right. Fortunately, Terrance the Moose was unharmed.

Joel thanked the woodcutter, grabbed a quick souvenir, and hurried on to meet Felicity. It was starting to get dark.

When Joel got to Felicity's house, his girlfriend threw her arms around him.

"I was so worried!" cried Felicity. "You are very late."

As Joel described his day, he could tell that Felicity didn't believe him. So he grabbed a napkin from his pocket.

"What's that?" asked Felicity.

Joel unwrapped a doorknob made from doughnuts. "Pudding!" he said.

Felicity almost fell off her chair.

The End


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