Jan 13: write a story titled merry band of bunnies
Hahahaha wtf...
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The old, insane magician flipped through the magic book, in search of the correct spell.
"Aha!" he yelled, beaming. "I've got it."
"Are you sure about this?" his assistant asked.
"Yes...I am!" The assistant recoiled.
"...my precious toys were taken away from me when I was a child...no one deserves to have theirs and enjoy it."
The assistant nodded slowly and the magician began to chant.
When he was done with the spell, thick, purple dust flowed out of the centre of the book and out through a window.
It spread around the whole city, it's magic getting absorbed by ever target.
***
Ethan sat alone in his room, in the middle of a difficult drawing.
He was so frustrated that he wasn't getting the nose right as usual and was so absorbed with perfecting it that he jerked when he heard a sound not far away from where he sat, and as a result scribbled on the drawing.
"Fuck," he mummured as he dropped the pencil he held and dragged his hand through his hair.
Then he heard the sound again.
He turned to the direction the sound came from and noticed it was from a corner of the room.
The place where he kept his box full of his stuffed animals.
He stood up slowly and walked over to the box.
Suddenly it began to shake.
He probably hadn't watched enough horror movies yet, beacuse he crouched and tried to open the trembling box.
It suddenly burst open and one small bunny hopped out with a knife.
"Holy shit!" he cursed and stumbled, scrambling backwards to get away from the toy.
The cute, beige bunny inched towards him with the knife pointing forward in it's outstretched arm and wide smile on its face.
"... fucking hell," Ethan mummured as he crawled away for his dear life. "hey there buddy. Come on Coco, it's me!...Ethan. I'm your friend..."
By now the lithe bunny had jumped and landed on his chest and the knife was already poised above Ethan's head.
Ethan began to weep, "please, please Coco, please don't–"
The possessed bunny dug the knife into his forehead with a single strike and Ethan was gone.
Then it drew the knife from his bleeding head and hopped down from his body.
It jumped to the window and looked back once more at the dead body on the floor. It's beady eyes glowed purple and then it hopped down and ran.
***
"Daisy?" Mrs Miller called as she walked to her daughter's room.
As she neared, she heard muffled screaming coming from inside the room.
She hurriedly ran towards the door and burst inside to see her five year old daughter sprawled on the ground with Mr Cuddle, her pink, fluffy stuffed bunny atop her, his hands on her neck, squeezing.
"DAISY!!!" she screamed but didn't dare near the possessed stuffed animal out of fright as it pressed harder on the child's neck.
The little girl choked and the mother stood there with tears streaming down her face until the child passed away.
The woman fell to the ground and wailed.
The stuffed animal dropped down from the girl and scurried out of the room through the window and disappeared into the night.
***
Hundreds of stuffed bunnies ambled to creepy shed, some with knives, some with other repulsive dangerous looking objects and some holding nothing.
They all had frightening grins on their faces as they all filed to the shed.
The evil magician stood nearby with his own terrifying smile, as he watched his new pets assemble.
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I'm sorry, you give me a weird title, that's what you get.
Anyways, I think I'll take a break from horror for a while now *chuckles*
