[Bunny Stories] Christmas Party!

(My Mum's Christmas tree as I'm too injured to put up my own.) 

'Twas many nights before Christmas and trouble was stirring, thanks to one little desert mouse..

"You got the place for four days?!" Mick sounded jealous. "My Humom never leaves ME alone for that long."

"You'd die of starvation." Freddie chirped, scurrying along the couch. "Eat yourself out of house home the first day."

Thump went a hind paw, "Would not!"

"Would too!"

"Would not!"

"Would too!"

Two rapid thumps, "Ahem. Gentlemen?" Speedy said in his rather cool accent. Maddy fanned herself with a forepaw. Umbra rolled her eyes.

Harrington and Hannah were snuggling under the futon on the yoga mat. "This is comfy!" Hannah observed.

"And remarkably unused." Freddie agreed. "The Humum thinks she needs a bed mattress to protect her tailbone."

"Well, it's .. uhm.. pretty!" Harrington offered. The lilac DID go with his fur nicely.

Maddy snorted and hopped up onto the futon where Freddie was trying to shove pillows off. She grabbed a smiley face pillow and tossed on the floor. "Watch it!" thumped Umbra. "Then getouttatheway!" grunted Maddy back.

"Foo' Does." Mickey muttered and got a pillow bounced off his head for his trouble. "Hey!" He protested.

"It's in the closet." Freddie answered, leaving Maddy to organize pillows for bunnies. Bossing beings about was her speciality. "The Guinea Pigs made a cake and brought in a bale." He peered down off the arm of the futon, "Do you think an entire bale will be enough?" He asked Mickey a little too sweetly. Mickey chomped teeth in the gerbil's direction.

Speedy ignored the chaos and hopped to the closet to pull out the food goods, putting them on the kitchen floor. He then grabbed the leash on the fridge door to open it, standing up on hind feet to pull out the box containing the carrot margaritas and kale smoothies. Speedy was the designated portal hopper for the evening since his humum might be suspicious at a drunken bunny at ten o'clock in the morning!

Umbra hopped up to help shove the box to half-wall between kitchen and living room.

Freddie scrambled down off the futon and up the leg of the coffee table to jump on the remote a few times. The TV sprang to life with a picture of Christmas tree. "Humum's back is all growly so she's not put up a proper one this year." Freddie explained, "She's threatened to put the lights up in January and just leave them on. They are kinda pretty." He scurried off the coffee table and to the netbook, a few more hops, mutters about the dislike of Linux, and "Dominick the Christmas Donkey" started playing.

Freddie got several startled bunnies staring at him. "It's the humum's second favourite Christmas carol behind 'Carol of the Bells'. I like this one better." Freddie explained before scurrying to the bale of hay to stand up, holding a small glass of corn wine. "Here's to friend, past and present, to adventure's had and adventure's to come. Here's to happiness and mayhem, chaos and cheer, and may the next be another good year!"

The bunnies thumped their appreciation of the toast and had various drinks to celebrate.

"And here's to no cameras when I get so drunk I fall on my ear." Added Mickey before downing a margarita.