Evelyn
04-15-2007, 11:09 PM
(Okay, I've gotten this far and can't figure out where to go next.
This is a short story, meant as a humorous "children's story for grown-ups." I'm deliberately referencing Beatrix Potter's "Peter Rabbit," but don't mean it as a parody: more like a satire with some homage mixed in.)
Bad, Bad Bunny Rabbit
Once upon a time there was a bad, bad bunny rabbit. He never cleaned his room when his mother asked him to, and he cheated at dice. He liked to start fights in bars just for the fun of beating people up, and he almost never flossed. He made a terrible row at bath and bedtimes, and he always carried a knife in his boot. He was a bad, bad, bunny rabbit.
One day, B. B. Bunny came upon a moral dilemma. It was in the form of a carrot.
A very luscious carrot, not too big, but fresh and orangy-golden, with full round ribs and a sleek gentle taper and a lovely ferny green top.
B. B. was lurking in the hedgerow, biding his moment to claim his vegetabley prize, when he heard Farmer Johnston's voice. Farmer Johnston was very mean to B. B. and his rabbit friends, always trying to make it harder for them to raid the garden.
"Here, Bunnies! I've got a nice carrot for you, all laced up with hemlock and cyanide, in a nice tasty arsenic sauce. That'll fix you stealing my cabbages! Heh-heh-heh!" Farmer Johnston stuck his hands in his pockets and sauntered off, whistling.
B. B. dashed out and grabbed the poisoned carrot - but not with his teeth. He gripped it in his front paws and dragged it back under the hedgerow. He carefully hid the deadly carrot away so no one else would find it by accident, and went down to the brook and washed off his paws.
Then he sat down to think.
(... And that's where I'm stuck :(
If you have any ideas about where to take this from here, I'd love to see them :)
This is a short story, meant as a humorous "children's story for grown-ups." I'm deliberately referencing Beatrix Potter's "Peter Rabbit," but don't mean it as a parody: more like a satire with some homage mixed in.)
Bad, Bad Bunny Rabbit
Once upon a time there was a bad, bad bunny rabbit. He never cleaned his room when his mother asked him to, and he cheated at dice. He liked to start fights in bars just for the fun of beating people up, and he almost never flossed. He made a terrible row at bath and bedtimes, and he always carried a knife in his boot. He was a bad, bad, bunny rabbit.
One day, B. B. Bunny came upon a moral dilemma. It was in the form of a carrot.
A very luscious carrot, not too big, but fresh and orangy-golden, with full round ribs and a sleek gentle taper and a lovely ferny green top.
B. B. was lurking in the hedgerow, biding his moment to claim his vegetabley prize, when he heard Farmer Johnston's voice. Farmer Johnston was very mean to B. B. and his rabbit friends, always trying to make it harder for them to raid the garden.
"Here, Bunnies! I've got a nice carrot for you, all laced up with hemlock and cyanide, in a nice tasty arsenic sauce. That'll fix you stealing my cabbages! Heh-heh-heh!" Farmer Johnston stuck his hands in his pockets and sauntered off, whistling.
B. B. dashed out and grabbed the poisoned carrot - but not with his teeth. He gripped it in his front paws and dragged it back under the hedgerow. He carefully hid the deadly carrot away so no one else would find it by accident, and went down to the brook and washed off his paws.
Then he sat down to think.
(... And that's where I'm stuck :(
If you have any ideas about where to take this from here, I'd love to see them :)