Lucky's mother often talked about his father, but never told his name, she told him "you will figure out who your dad is when your older, all i can tell you is he wears his father's blue jacket." So on the night his mother was killed he set out to find his father. Due to the odds of meeting someone who wears their father's jacket and it be blue was very slim, he had a hard time finding him, after a week he gave up looking and just looked for at least one rabbit willing to take care of him, and give him a home. In the morning of the 7th day (that's exactly a week) he found a large open field with one small house, with some animals including some rabbits. "hey kid are you lost?" asked a male rabbit with a blue jacket. Lucky, now tired exhausted and hungry, responded "I don't have a home, my mum died and i don't know who or where my dad is. Can i stay with you?." "Sure, my name is Peter, whats yours?" asked the rabbit with the blue jacket. "Lucky" Said Lucky. "what?" asked Peter. "My name is Lucky. My Friends call me Charm." Said Lucky. "Did that jacket belong to your father?" asked Lucky. "Yes, why do you ask?" Asked Peter. "My mum always told me that my dad had a blue jacket that belonged to his father" Said Lucky. "That's oddly specific, what was your mum's name? If you don't mind me asking." Said Peter confused. "Sarah. Why?" asked Lucky. "Because if your mum is Sarah, then i'm your dad, Lucky." Said Peter. "Really?! Cool!" said Lucky with joy. Just then four more rabbits come out from in a bush. There was three females and one rather large male. "Peter whats going on, who is this?" asked the female in a red top. "Mopsy, Flopsy, Cotton-Tail, Benjamin. This is Lucky, my son." Said Peter. "You have a son? Since when?" Said the others in unison. "yes, his mum died. she kept him a secret." Said Peter. "Are you sure peter?" Asked the other female in the yellow top. "Who is his mum?" Asked the third female in a cyan top. "Yes im sure, and his mum's name is Sarah." Said Peter. "When did he get here?" Asked the male rabbit in a brown jacket. "He just got here afew minutes ago." Said Peter. "Well, go on, tell you cousin and aunts your story son." said Peter. And so Lucky told his tale to find his father.
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Rabbit's Foot
Short Storya story about a very lucky rabbit, who's name says it all. This story is Strictly non-canon and has no relation to the referenced story other than the characters involved.