Unexpected Blooming Love, And The Seeds Of Doubt
the badger sat on his chair, paws wrap together as he looked at the rabbit who sat across from him. he didn't have many visitors and for her to be here was a surprise. for she -he thought-was angry with him-yet here she was, with the offer of home made cheese cake. and the chance to make peace. and he accepted. as he took a bite of cheese cake. it was exquisite. the cream, light buttery taste. it was amazing. she was dressed pretty as well. her face made up, hair in a cute style. a pretty little dress. but it wasn't for him. she had told him she set a dinner plan in her home for her boyfriend as a date. she was determined to make it romantic as possible. the badger thought to himself, how lucky that skinny bastard was. to have such a lady to work so hard, for him. and yet haven't the decency to make time for this, this most beautiful creature. but he said nothing and simply nodded and wished her luck. he of course offered her tea. and she accept it. as he pour her cup. and that day they talked long, of many different things. and as they did he found more reasons why she was perfect to him.
oh the joy he felt. she had a hold over him which was bewitching. he could not help himself. for as they talked, he became more and more comfortible.they now sat on the same couch together, laughing at amusing experiance he had as a young cub. and she, herself shared some misadventures. and soon the conversation turn to more grimmer, sadder things, and he found a kidred spirit with her, for he under stood her pain, her fears, and her mistrust with anyone during a realationship. she was hurt before, taken advantage. and in his emotions which open slowly he lean against her. "if you were mine, i would never hurt you like the blagards who broke you're heart. i would promise my loyalty to you. i would treasure more than gold and daimonds." he as foolish to say such things to one who is already taken, but he chose to ignore these warnings. she only looked away, and listend --she herself could not believe the words, how could she? she was let down by so many. but she had a boyfriend. and she must stay loyal, yet in the badger's words, he held such meaning, and when she looked into his brown eyes, they were so sincre, he brushed her stran of hair out of her face--he lean, she turn her head to avoid what she knew what was coming, and yet still, he tried to kiss her, he looked at her with such desire, no sexual desire, no. it was something else. and when he looked at the snow of the window, he pointed. "look, its snowing." she turn her head, gazing at the window, ears perking, yet his eyes were on her lips. and something, like a siren called to him, and without thinking the badger locked lips. it wasn't forced, no lust, no agression. but a meaningful passionate kiss. soft and tender. and he swore to the heavens he felt a spark! an electric spark, the likes of which he had never felt before! sure, he had kissed a woman before, but this, this was like no other as his body jolted with excitment, and as he felt this, he thought--no--invisioned her slapping him across the face. he expected it. but she-she herself kissed back just as passionate.---but as soon as it begin, it ended. and the flustered bunny got up, and told her she had to go, she said her goodbyes rather quickly left without another word. leaving the badger alone. did he felt guilt? no. no guilt. all he felt was the tingle of his lips, as if her lips never left.
miss rabbit was confused. she loved Mr. fox, but Mr. badger was so different. his passionate words, the look of longing for her in his eyes, and the kiss, great god! the kiss! she touched her lips and blushed. her mind wrap in the conversation, and that wonderful kiss. NO! no. she shook her head. "i mustn't think of him this way! i belong to Mr. fox!" she tried to convince herself. but she had to admit, his kiss was so different than Mr. fox's. Mr. fox kisses were rather hard, and rough. but Mr. badger... her thoughts were cut short as a knock came to her door, which she answered. and there stood a rather impressive dressed vulpine. she smiled as he kissed her lips and hugged her, and gave her a cookie from which he bought from the shops. she smiled her smile, her adorable bunny teeth flash in her grin. she turned and set her candles a-light, as they begin dinner. --they shared small talk of his day. she listen intently. holding hands with the one she loved. and yet the badger i the back of her mind lingered----later they shared a bed as they snuggled and kissed. the sweet caress, the smell of the fox, she convinced her he was hers. and hers alone. she was loyal to him, and she made damn sure to show it that night.--- and yet even so, the fox noticed she was being very lovable. and asked if there was a reason why she was doing this, she said nothing, but a simple "because i feel cuddly tonight, honey." for the rest of that night, they talked of many things, marriage, and children for that matter. and their pillow talked went on.
a few days later, she and her boyfriend would go out together, while she expected romance, was met would more childish play. going to dinner was ---simple. and after he took her to the carnival, and they played games. they had fun of course, they took pictures at a booth, holding hands. later they walked to the park, as they stroll, she had been thinking of the badger's kiss. and she thought, if she was a good woman, she would be honest. and she told the fox that the badger had harbored feelings for her. the vulpine was upset, and asked her, "has be done anything to you?" his blue eyes met her silver ones, her ear flatten and admit. "he kissed me, and i quickly left afterwards." he nodded slowly. "i see. perhaps i should have a little chat with mr. badger!" she frown and pleaded, "oh mr. fox, please don't hurt him, he must feel guilty for kissing me, for he surely knows of us!" the fox huffed. "maybe so, but you are my girlfriend. you are mine." she nodded in agreement, as they walked home. she thought, perhaps she made things worse. but she knew in her heart mr. fox was not a violent man. she hope it would be civil. atleast, she hoped so.
a day or two passed, and the badger decided to treat himself with some nice cold ale, and some potato chips. he gather those two items, and put on a nice coat for warmth. as he sat out of his porch. he gulped his ale and sighed softly. yes, this was the life. he watched the snowy scenery as he relaxed, he took some chips and munched loudly, his cat meowed as she came as she jumped on his lap, and made herself cosy. he petted her as he relaxed further, eyes closed as his thoughts drifted to the bunny-woman who stolen his heart. that kiss, oh it was such a wonderful moment. he knew though, she might tell Mr. fox. he was concern, but not as much. he felt Mr. fox was a shallow slandering dolt. surely that nice boy attitude was just something to cover up more sinister things. he convinced himself this was true. he thought himself as great for the rabbit. he knew what she needed, what he has to offer was far more better than Mr. fox's affections. --the thought was broken when he heard a 'a-hem' that deep voice made him open his eyes to see the well dressed fox with his cane, who glared at him through his spectacles. the fox was rather angry. nose scrunched up, his stare was hard as cole, a sudden fear came over the badger. --he knew. the fox spoke, as he walked up the steps. tail swishing furiously. the badger just gave him a bored look. "yes? may i help you?" the fox replied, "i sure hope you can!" he pointed the end of his cane against the badger's belly. "i warn you, Mr. badger, my girlfriend, miss rabbit is mine. you have no right to kiss her. she doesn't belong to you." his whiskers twitched as his eyes made daggers at the short beast. the badger shoved the cane off as he arose, his cat jumping off as the badger spoke with a growing anger. "get out of my property" the fox shouted. "stay away from my woman!" the badger stepped forward. "make me, if you dare." his brown eyes were narrowed. lips trembled showing a fang. the fox growled, his face a twisted expression of anger. "you shouldn't take women who don't belong to you!" the badger stepped closer. "Make me, hippy." the fox's shock and anger only grew. "hipp-HOW DARE YOU! I WORK FOR A LIVING!" He raised his cane. the badger watched, he made a stance. "hit me with that thing and i will defend myself!" he watched the fox, as he lowered his cane, the badger grunted. "wise choice." the fox stepped back, but never took his eyes off of the badger. "i warn you, Mr. badger! if you touch her again-" the badger cut him off. "do i look like i care?" the fox twists his paws at his cane, but turned. he looked at Mr. badger who sat on his chair, the fox smiled slyly. and went across the road to greet his bunny, he watched as the fox kissed the bunny as soon as she open the door-- she was surprised, as he entered the house, and closed it.
leaving the badger rather angry at the thought of the fox, kissing 'HIS RABBIT' -but he knew, knew that the fox was threaten by him. the badger placed his fingers together as he thought. yes, miss rabbit wasn't his, but she soon will be. the seeds of doubt was planted. the badger will gain her love by any means. his selfishness and pride was alight with desires of what to do with her, the moment the fox leaves, he will have his turn, she will be seduced.
TO BE CONTINUED