"This time, for sure, I'll get the divine name I should
Have gotten from the very beginning! Listen here,
I won't accept this! I
Simply won't!
There's no way I'll let myself be called Unhappy Bunny!
I'll fight this until the very end!
My name is going to be corrected!
Even the sheer thought of being stuck with this epithet is making my brain ready to
Fall out. I won't let this pass!
One more time, that's
Right, one more time! I
Simply cannot allow this. I'm sure there's still time before this sticks.
Ugh, but what is Tundrabu is a
Rancid godbun who's actually got more of a bite than a bark?
Eh, no, no, no!
I'm sure she's one of the nicer ones! After all, her name is Tundrabu, which comes from the word Tundra, I believe this godbun's full title is the
Lyrical Divine Tundra Bunny.
Let me think, she's the rabbit responsible for, snow, ice, and the mountains, and I
Guess the regulation of winter, and the one brought critters who thrive in colder areas. I haven't
Ever met her. I know
That for sure. At least, I don't
Think I ever
Have. I have in the past, it was probably in my childbunhood very
Early into it. Some of the godbuns
Rarely leave the village they preside over. While others do end up on the move.
I guess Tundrabu is one of those.
Going out on a limb
Here to say that
Tundrabu will grant me a redo for my divine
Naming ceremony! After all, I've sent her my blessings
A few times in the winter when growing sugarplums! She
May have never graced me, but I'm sure of it,
Everything will turn out okay this time! I will be
Farmbu! My destiny is to continue to work on the farm
And grow lovely fruits and veggies.
Roar, roar, hear
My roars, godbuns, I will
Become what I am destined to be!
Unless, oh no, everyone's lying about
Her being laidback and nice?
Eh, no, no, no, that's
Ridiculous! Of course she is!
Everyone said she was
Super nice, chill and laidback, right?
Though, I guess Zhulong, Strix and Deigr warned me to be cautious
Over strangers, but, what is there to be cautious over?
Avenbu seems genuine with me. I have
No reason to suspect they're shady. And, Evbu
Is just acting evil! They're just pretending. Or just
Causing trouble because they're called
Evil Bunny. There's nothing to concern myself over!
Right, it's all going to be fine.
Everything will go okay. Nothing to
Doom over. Come
On, Siorc, nothing to doom over
At all! That's what the godbuns want, and I'm
Not going to give them that satisfaction! I'm the happiest Lopvampa around, and I'm going to get that redo! I
Don't have to live with this as
My name.
Yes, that's right.
That's totally
Right, because I will
Unleash the beast and
End this with a redo!
Destiny, my rump.
I am not destined for unhappiness! I'm
Very much destined to be a farmer! Well,
It's time, I'm being led to Tundrabu's throne. I
Need to take a few deep breaths now. Okay.
Eee, ee, oo, eee, ooo.
Now, it's
All going to be fine! Peachy keen! Hunky dory!
My name will be changed, and
Everyone will see! Unhappy Bunny was the biggest mistake of the century!"
Guided towards a long icy staircase, the farmer shivered. It sure is chilly. It's almost the first day of the fifth month. Maybe this area was always this way, though. Large suburban village with houses very spread out by acres of trees, he let out a somber sigh. How he wished Seeboro looked like this. Frosaro sure was cool, literally.
"So, Tundrabu is in her temple right now, it's a long climb up, you ready?" Susu asked.
"Don't tell me, she added more stairs again," Mellem yawned, sighing. "After that long ride, I don't know if I can make it."
"Oh, I can throw you up there if you want!" Evbu cried.
"Naofa, stop, I can walk just fine." Her arms were crossed.
"It's Evbu! Remember that!" A growl.
"Sheesh, whatever, Evbu, don't throw me, okay?" Mellem responded in an irritated tone.
"I don't think Tundarbu added more stairs," Marble said, shaking her head. But, we should probably hurry before it's suppertime, or she probably tell us no visitors."
"Well, we'd better hop to it, then!" Susu cried, hopping.
Hopping up the stairs with all his might, the vampa swore he could see something strange roll down the bannister. Is that a teabiscub? What is something like that doing over here? He'd better avoid it! Jumping to the opposite side of the stairs, the entrance towards the temple grew ever so closer as the seconds burned themselves out.
Finally reaching the top after what felt like forever, the party of five huffed and puffed. Gosh, that was a long climb. What time is it now? Oh, it's still early into the seventeenth hour, good. He needs to hurry and enter the temple right this second. Dragging himself towards the door, he took one last deep breath, here goes nothing.
"You ready?" Susu asked.
[I'm ready.] A robotic voice through the Talkmaster B's speakers responded.
"Okay, in that case, take these snowball rolls and offer them up to Tundrabu," Susu said, hands stretched out. "I'll go in with you and back you up if you need." She then turned towards everyone else. "Can you wait for us at the church?"
"Sure," Marble said yawning. "I'll look for the peeps you need us to find."
"Kay." Mellem nodded.
"Sure, I have babies to kick anyway!" Evbu shouted.
"For the last time, we know you don't kick kits!" Everyone except Siorc shouted.
Nodding, the young adult held the snowball rolls in the palm of his hands. Doors creaking open, the bun closed his eyes. Please, let this meeting go smoothly. Guided towards a throne room, a tall, important dark skinned imperial winged rabbit with a long white robe and dark blue violet hair pulled into two very low pigtails looked about ready to fall asleep at any given moment. Locking eyes with her, a seed of doubt planted itself from within. This is Tundrabu? Why does she look close to about ready to snap a twig in half with her bare hands?
Handing off the snowball rolls to her, the vampa crossed his fingers behind him. Please, let this divine rabbit be the nice one like everyone was saying! Please, let this renaming ceremony become a reality, he's begging. Thousands of yawns ready to take him away, he tried to look alive. Please, please Tundrabu, hear him out!
"Ugh, another bag of stale snowball rolls, are you kidding me?" Tundrabu asked, groaning. Toss. "What is it, mortal? Do you know what time it is? It's almost suppertime."
[Greetings, your excellency, I'm from Seeboro, and I need your help! I came here seeking a redo of my divine naming ceremony! Please, I humbly ask of you. From the bottom of your heart, could you redo it? I'm not unhappy! This can't be path of fate I'm supposed to walk on!] A staticy voice crackled through the Talkmaster B's speakers.
"Not another one!" Tundarbu shouted. "I swear, you mortals are never satisfied!" She flew up as she said such. "Sorry, no can do. That's what fate handed you. You're Unhappy Bunny as decided by the gods. It cannot be redone. Accept it."
Divine rabbit ripping the snowball rolls up into a million pieces, the bun's heart was close to beating out of his chest. Accept it? No, no way, he can't do that, not a chance! Please, can't she at least consider it? There's no way he can live with this name forever! Maybe he should add a few more pleases in there somewhere. Alright, here goes.
[Please, your excellency, there has to be an exception! Pretty please, I ask of you from the kindness of your heart to consider redoing my divine naming ceremony! I'll give you whatever you want. If there's any sweets you'd like, I'll go get them for you right away! Pretty please, that's all I ask!] A static voice through the Talkmaster B's speakers begged. He then bowed his head.
"Tch, raise your head, you pathetic mortal," Tundrabu said, throwing a snowball roll at the pathetic worm. "I'm not redoing your naming ceremony. Unhappy Bunny is your true name now. Deal with it. But, if you want it changed so badly, join the upcoming Mystic Carrot Bowl. Maybe if you win, just maybe, you'll get that precious little redo you seek! Now, leave, it's suppertime."
Slam.
Practically tossed all the way back down the stairs, the vampa sat down on the first seat. Did he come here at a bad time? Maybe he had. Perhaps he should sign up for that Mystic Carrot Bowl. But, what was that? He's never heard of it before. At least, he doesn't think he has. Susu taking his hand, he headed off towards the church. Four strange rabbits waiting for him, he studied them for a moment.
Standing closest to him had been a rather tall masculine Lopvampa with spiky pure white hair that looked like it lost all its color. Small halo up top, he had very small pink eyes and what looked to be a permanent frown. Light green wings on their shoulders, he adorned a soft pink shirt with a praying green bunny at the top. Text, Holy Bunny beneath it, he rose an eyebrow. Holy Bunny, huh? What a strange name.
Next to him had been a rather short Lopvampa girl with golden hair pulled into a braid draped over her shoulder. Strange fire shaped eyebrows, beneath had been dark pink eyes. Olive green shirt with a singing pink bunny, underneath had been the text Good Vibes Bunny. Uh, what did that name even mean? Dark brown Lopvampa guy next to her with locks going down to his lower neck, he had a third eye for some reason, and a grimace. Dark brown shirt with a bunny adorning the same amount of pupils, beneath had been the text, Psychic Bunny. That was an odd one, that's for sure.
Looking rather done with everything furthest from the back had been a tired looking tan skinned Lopvampa with spiky bright orange hair. Eyes being the same shade, on their shirt had been a hare with very long fingernails. Person having such as well, beneath such had been the text Reaper Hare, shaking, he averted their eyes. Oh, no, are they going to eat his soul? He'd better be careful.
"So, this is the bun you wanted us to meet?" Holy Bunny asked. "Why?"
"He's not happy with his divine name," Marble said.
"Oh," Holy Bunny said, sighing. "That's all?" They then looked away. "Nice to meet you, I guess. Disregard my name, just call me Huxian. You joining the Mystic Carrot Bowl?"
[Hello, Huxian. I'm Siorc. And, maybe.] The Talkmaster B said, voice cracking.
"Woah, like, another guy who isn't cool with their divine name?" Good Vibes Bunny asked. "I didn't think there were more of us!" She slicked her hair back as she said such. "Sup, I'm, as you can see Good Vibes Bunny, but don't call me that. Call me Holly, kay?"
[Sure. Hello, Holly. Why don't you like yours?] A voice through the Talkmaster B asked.
"It just doesn't suit me, ya know? I should have called Swimmerbu. All I do is swim! I'm a poolbun, ya know?" She sighed. She then lowered her voice into a whisper. "When the godbuns are around, call me Goovibu, aight? But, just know I'll pretend I didn't hear it!"
"I don't see why we gotta talk about this. Honestly, Holybu, Goovibu, you need to just accept your divine names as is," Psychic Bunny said, groaning. "Just kidding." He stuck his tongue out as he said such. "Yeah, as you can see, my divine name is Psychic Bunny. Pretty disgusting, right? I was only called Psybu 'cause I got a third eye that I didn't even ask for when I was born! Please, just call me Iben. And, if I were you, expect the worst at the Mystic Carrot Bowl."
[You're not joining?] A voice asked through the Talkmaster B's speakers.
"Nope. I'm not playing the god's games, and honestly, neither should you," Iben responded. "But, good luck if you do, I guess."
"I'm not playing, either, just so you know," Reaper Hare said. "I'm sure you read my shirt. I'm Reaper Hare, and I'll cut the god's down to get my redo. Probably. Whatever, call me by my name before I was named Reapha. It was Damla."
[Nice to meet you, Damla, please don't hurt anyone!] A voice cried through the Talkmaster B's speakers.
"No promises. If you want, you can join our little alliance. What do you say?" Damla asked.
"You mean your alliance of Super Evil Bunnies?" Evbu asked.
"Shut up, Evbu." Their ear was tugged.
[I'll think about it, thanks.] A voice said through the Talkmaster B's Speakers.
"Well, it's about time for supper," Susu said. "Come on, you can stay at my house for today! I'll take you back home tomorrow, you cool with that?"
Nodding, the bun followed Avenbu from behind. Reaching a very small hut, a cold television dinner was served. Curling up on the couch, he let out a yawn. Man, today was such a long day. Little toons playing until he dozed off, one last thought threw him around for a ride as he dropped off to dreamland.
There were many other Lopvampas dissatisfied with their names, huh?
Maybe he should join this Mystic Carrot Bowl after all.

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