The Story of Ginger-Pup the Unfortunate Rabbit (#1??)

There once lived an unfortunate rabbit that the villagers of the south end called Ginger-Pup. That was because Ginger-Pup liked the smell of ginger (even though so did every creature on the south end, so it was really uncreative) and Pup was because Ginger-Pup's leftish cousin on papyrus roots north was a Puppy. All the creatures on the south end had better names, names like Flavius-Nostril-Flare-Translucent-Shopping-Trips or Kitty-Cat Snoop-Dog-Marvelous-The-14th, or Dave. So, due to this, Ginger-Pup was always very depressed and sad, always wishing for a day when he could feel truly happy, but it just never seemed to come.

One day, while out sipping straw-weedlings and kitty-fluff, Ginger-Pup came across a large creature. One called a Flapping Patterbrush. They were rare and much honored, and Ginger-Pup did not know what to do.

Suddenly, a large metal house came falling from the sky, landing precisely on the big-fat Flapping Patterbrush. It was a sight to behold. But also, Ginger-Pup had gotten positively smothered with- well, whatever was inside the Flapping Patterbrush. But, oh! This was very bad. The officials of Honey-Brooke Lane would accuse Ginger-Pup of killing the rare and honorable Flapping Patterbrush, even though it was the metal house that fell from the sky. So, in desperate need to do save the his own doomed butt, Ginger-Pup flew to Zogglehead's shop. There, he could buy rocket thrusters and fly away. Oh, to fly, t'would be a wonderful thing.

Then, slowly, Ginger-Pup landed right outside Zogglehead's shop door. A large buttered bread roll came to greet him.

"You are here to see Zogglehead?" The bread roll asked. Ginger-Pup nodded eagerly, playing with a large wooden skewer he had found.

"Very well," the bread roll said. "Call me Zanpha." Zanpha was a beautiful bread roll, slightly tan on the top, with a nice, shiny layer of butter on her outside. Ginger-Pup had a sudden urge to flirt with this beautiful bread roll, suddenly overcome by feelings of romance. Brief images of their wedding and their children flashed by him. Beautiful children they were, shiny and smooth like their mother Zanpha, but smart, and quick-witted like their father.

Ginger-Pup snapped out of his daydream as Zanpha laughed at him.

"Why are you doing that?" She asked him. Ginger-Pup realized that he was reaching towards her, trying to kiss her.

"I am sorry, I think I- I need to-" He stammered, but he couldn't get anything out. What could he say, anything but the truth, anything but the truth!

"I was- ah, trying to open the door." He lied, his furry face turning visibly red.

"With your lips?" Zanpha asked in disbelief.

"Yes, that's right, with my lips." Ginger-Pup said, embarrassed. Zanpha laughed again, then opened the door for him.

"Go on in, don't be long, Zogglehead is very busy," she said, suppressing more laughs. As Ginger-Pup made his way in, he heard her burst out laughing again. He felt so ashamed and sad. But, this sadness did not last for long, for as Ginger-Pup just glanced up at Zogglehead before him, a machete came whizzing threw the air, coming closer and closer to Ginger-Pup. He moved out of the way just in time, but then it bounced off of the door, off of a butterfly, then an alligator, and then it buried itself deep into the brain of Zogglehead.

Hi guys! Hope you enjoyed today's blog post. Comment below or chat in the blue box if you want a sequel. Is Zogglehead dead? Will Zanpha the bread roll and Ginger-Pup the rabbit get married? And will we figure out just what Ginger-Pup will do to save himself from the dangerous officials of Honey Brooke Lane? Find out next time!

Just so you know I did not know what to do for a picture at the end so I just put a picture of penguins 'cause why not.

"When in doubt, penguins." - cousin Montgomery

-cousin <33