Written and Created by Jean-Luc Ottey

Somewhere in a deep in the forest, we can find a quaint little home. Living in this home were two individuals: A fox, named Jean-Luc, who has a bit of head trauma. And a bunny named Joey, who has no recollection of who he was. Even though they can't remember the least of where they came from, the fox and rabbit felt that they needed each other, with Jean-Luc adopting Joey as his own. It goes against nature, sure. But does that really matter?

We begin the lives of our little family in their home, located deep in the forest, which is... oddly puffing smoke through the chimney?

“Kay, I thought about it… and we’re going to that concert,” a strange character began, “There’s a 30-by-30 percent off-chance that chicks will pay MONEY… Juh-just… to get us… to sell them this incense…” 

Meet Ryan, Joey’s best friend since middle school and self-proclaimed “Babe Magnet.” He often likes to scheme, and with his fast, quick thinking and oddball ideas, he’s always bound to get himself and his friends into serious trouble. 

Both Jean-Luc and Joey sat in the living room with Ryan, and another rabbit wearing a biker outfit. The four guys sat around a coffee table. The lights were dimmed and while the curtains covered the windowsill. The smoke that protruded the place is what Ryan calls “special incense…”

“H-hey what’s this stuff called, Ryan?” Jean-Luc asked while chuckling about.

“I-Its some kinda special incense…. I bought it from some guy… or… girl…” Ryan commented, “It gives off this smell that makes you smell.... smelly…”

“I like this smelly-smell-smell…” Joey slurred with a smile, “It makes my brain all happy…” Joey waved his hands around and made silly airplane noises. While Joey waved his body about, the greaser was poised like a statue. His eyes stayed shut closed as he tried to understand the contents of this "special incense."

“So uh…. You said it was some guy or girl, right…?” the greaser questioned to which Ryan looks at him with a comical confusion of a face and replied, “Yeh…. Why?”

“Cause I saw that same person on the way over….” the greaser added, “They looked like Caitlyn Jenner mixed with a Golden Girl.”

The greaser was named as Daniel, or Danny for short. Unlike Ryan, Danny was the serious man of the group. He’ll have a laugh and make some snarky remarks, sure, but he was one to consider his actions rather than jump into some slapstick plan. That is… without some persuasion~. The boys have been Joey's friends since middle (and high) school, and while it took time for them to get along, they've stuck together ever since.  

“Oh, you mean Larry-Anne?” Jean-Luc laughed hardily, “He-he-she-thing-it tried to bring me over and ALLUURREE me with a ham-sandwich and weird-shaped purple balloon. Ryan and Danny gave the fox a questioning expression. Ryan even went as far as to mouth the last words that Jean-Luc had uttered. The incense must have gone to more than his head...

“So did you go to them?” Joey asked while flapping his ears back and forth.

“No… but I did trade them a pair of-… a pair of…” Jean-Luc said slowly. The fox found his head resting gently on the table. It was there when Joey placed a finger on the fox's head. Suddenly, Jean-Luc threw his head back and cried, “SOCKS!”

“Sorry…" Jean-Luc apologize I think this incense has… shut down my brain…” The reaction made by the slobbering fox was enough to make Joey lean back in his chair. It was there when he entered the chuckle zone, a hearty laughter built up from his stomach to his cheeks. A guffaw bursts from Joey's gaping maw. Joey's laugh ended up being contagious as both Ryan and Danny began to laugh as well. The little bunny’s contagious laugh suddenly made the others laugh and do the same.

Just then, the phone rang over by the couch. BRRING! BRRING! The phone rang until it eventually gave out. Due to their current living status, Jean-Luc didn't have enough money to buy a phone with an answering machine built in, so they wouldn’t have been able to know who was calling. But who could have been calling on such a smoke-infested day?

Bordering the luscious confines of the forest, is a city. The city was robust, lively, and a tad bit zealous. The state of New Calivada was the progenitor of this city. But the name goes by something homely, yet unfamiliar. That home was known simply as The Town with No Name. 

Somewhere out in The Town with No Name, a phone call came from all the way at a local spa, where two does can be found having a mud bath.

“They didn't answer... Julie, w-what do you suppose the boys are doing?” asked one of the does as she removed a cucumber from one of her eyes, “Are they in trouble?”

“Nahh…” the second doe commented, “They’re just gonna miss out on Girl’s Night Out.” 

The two girls having a mud bath were named Melody and Julie. These dames are resident girl-members of Jean-Luc and Joey's little gang. Julie - better known by her full name, 100% Julie Kumquat Fruitenbach - is a girl who has a love for fruits and polka dots. In her spare time, she dabbles in a bit of science, though she can be quite mad when the concoctions hit her in the right places. Julie's wild and wacky inventions often prove to be a benefit AND a detriment to the gang. It also doesn't help that she has a bad habit of using them as guinea pigs, no matter how brutal a test may be. She is in a romantic relationship with Joey, but often finds her toils of creation to be much more important. She's a fiery redhead at times, but that's the way Joey likes it, so it's not all bad.

Melody, on the other hand, is a little more complicated. Once a beautiful girl, she was bullied and tormented to no end. It wasn’t until suddenly encountering the goofball, Joey, where she decided to turn herself around and better herself. Nobody knows her better than Joey. She’s even developed a secret crush on Joey, but often has to leave it to her fantasies so she doesn’t hurt her friendship with him or Julie. Melody is timid unlike her more courageous friends, and would often choose to hide rather than face her enemies. Melody is polite, good-mannered, and always speaks with kindness. She stutters her first word in many of her sentences, but is dignified in her speech. Under her polite and dignified exterior, she’s a pacifist and an avid gamer as well.

The girls continued their casual mudbath. Melody considered visiting the boys to ease her thoughts. Julie relented but on the grounds that they could at least get their furs fluffed.

As the girls continued their spa treatment, the guys continued to laugh it up with their special incense.

“So I’ve heard this song on the radio today…" Jean-Luc conversed as he inhaled more incense, "It’s got this special jazzy tune while giving off a vibe of a YUBILEE-DOOoOOOOooOOOaaahhhooooo!!!!”

“Gee big brother, you can siiiiiiiiing~SING A SOOOOOONG!!!” Joey wailed, prompting Ryan to join him and Jean-Luc, “SING OUT LOOOUUUDDDDD~!” Ryan urged Danny to join, but the greaser was too baked to even care. The others egged him on by singing louder and louder. Their incessant crying only made Danny's head steam. Like a pot boiling water, the singing made Danny’s head about as red as the butt of a pot bottom. A normal situation would have the bunny scream in anger, but the clouding incense decided otherwise. With a deep, operatic voice, the bunny finally gave in and sang with his coked-up friends.

“SING OOOUUUUTTT STTRROOOOOOOONNNNNNGGGGGGGG~!!!” Danny sang in a masculine, blues-type voice, “SING OF GOOD THIINGS~”

“NOT BAAAAAAAAAAAD!” The others joined.

“SING OF HAAPPYYYY~! NOT SAAAAAAAAD~!” 

Ecstasy flushed through the skies as the boys laughed over their hearty song. Who needs a radio when you have such lovely voices?

"Hey, does anyone have a sudden case of the munchies," Jean-Luc dizzily asked.

"I am!" Joey declared with the raise of a hand.

"Mmhmm..." Danny remarked as he slumped in his chair.

"Ohh, I could totally go for a grilled double-cheese hamburger right now..." Ryan added, "But I don't wanna get rid of this BEAUTIFUL SCENT.... Why don't we order a pizza?" Everyone suddenly clapped like seals and chirped like dolphines once they heard the word, "pizza." 

"That settles it!" Jean-Luc declared. He stood from his seat and wobbled an arm towards his telephone. The stutter in his fingers made it hard to rotate the dial, and his attempts to call the local pizzaria were hampered once he forgot the number to their local chain.

"Guys... What's the pizza guy's number again...?" Jean-Luc queried softly.

"I think its 3521899183.... or something," Joey doped while slowly shoving a paper cup in his ear. Danny watched as Joey shoved the entire cup in his ear, then reeled once smoke puffed from it like a steamboat. Ryan suggested a more appropriate number, to which Jean-Luc ignored and went with Joey's suggestion. The phone dialed for a short time until an answer was recieved. But instead of the pizza guy, he got a call from an unfamiliar voice.

"Hello?" the caller answered.

"Heyyyyyyy~ May I have a-a triple-cheese, omelet-style pizza... with onions, jalapeños, a few tomatoes, and-and-and-"

"Dude, are you high?" the caller interrupted.

"Me? High? Uh, noooooo~? I'm just chilling out with some fancy incense with my friends... Now, you got that pizza ordered or what?" Jean-Luc questioned.

"Dude, I think you're high," the caller said with vocal disgust, "I-I'm gonna hang up now."

"OH YEAH?! Well... PFFFFFFFFhuggget you, pal! I never liked 'yer pizzas anyway! Tasted like cardboard..." Jean-Luc unnecessarily yelled. He slammed the phone back on the receiver, poorly I might add, and threw himself back on the couch. He looked to his churned-up friends and said, "Can you believe it...? The pizza guy's... a total pompous, bro."

"I don't know what to say, but-..." Ryan uttered, "Wait-... what were you talking about?"

"I-..." Jean-Luc stuttered. He tried to remember, but would completed forget what he was talking about. Jean-Luc would then brush his tail and contemplate on everything his life brought to him thus far. It wasn't until a spur from Danny that the fox paid some kind of attention.

"All I know is that whatever chronic pain I had today, it just totally lifted like heaven decided to have a baby..." Danny spurred, giving himself a pat on the back.

"Heaven has babies?" Joey asked with a spark of wonder.

No, no," Ryan replied, "I think he means something about a sexy chick... or wherever this story is going." 

Suddenly, a knock on the door was heard. The knock made Joey sputter while his body collapsed on the carpet floor. The spry rabbit hopped to the door and shakily opened it. Joey opened the door and was met with two police officers towering over him. Joey smiled and politely asked the officers how they were on a sunny afternoon, only for them to say, "We got a call saying that there is a distressing odor coming out of your living room. Are you the owner of this house?" Joey's smile widened at the droop of an ear. The bunny turned his head to the living room and called his adoptive father with a tuned-out voice.

"Uhhh..... Daaaaaaad?" Joey called longingly, "Some nice men wanna talk to yoouuuu~" Jean-Luc stretched his head to the door and greeted the officers, only to get the same question. One of the officers saw the cracks in Jean-Luc's eyes and asked cautiously, "Son, are you alright?"

"Oh-oh yeah, I'm-I'm totally ok... my friends and son and I are-... just relaxing to some nice fragrance, man," Jean-Luc answered. The two offereices gave each other an unconvinced stare. They knew what was going on, and by jove, they were going to confront it.

"Sir," the officer began, "We're going to have to bring you in for questioning."

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhh-"

In an unexpected turn, both Jean-Luc's gang and the policemen sat in the living room together. The air was smoggier than before, with both parties about as loose as a torn piece of felt. Somehow Jean-Luc convinced the officers to join them. However he did it, they surely enjoyed what Ryan was cooking. One of the officers even joked about their job status and spun a yarn with the fox-and-rabbit gang.

"So the chief goes and tells me, 'James, you're about as crooked as an undercover cop! If you don't get yer act together, I'll make sure you'll end up-up like a scrambled omelet!" One of the officers laughed, "Oi... the guy's in your brain more than those dang druggie commercials." 

"This is you brain on druuuuuuuggssss~" Ryan snorted, making everyone laugh.

"I learned it from you alright!," Jean-Luc says in a nasally voice, "I learned it from watching you!" Drug-based commercials have an affect on you, about as much as real drugs if you weren't careful. I wonder how long until we begin to realize that these public warnings can be as addictive as the substances we intake.

About an hour would pass until another knock on the front door was heard.

"Ugghhhh, agaaaaiiin...?" Jean-Luc complained, "Maybe that pizza guy came to apologize..." Jean-Luc slumbered over to the front door and answered it. Except, instead of the pizza guy, it was 100% Julie and Melody standing before him.

"Julie? Melody? Is that you or-" Jean-Luc uttered as he rubbed an eye.

"Tell 'em to bugger off! They're airing out the place!" Ryan yelled from across the room. Julie narrows her eyes as she watched the somnolent fox. With a hand cupped on hip, she asked bluntly, "Jean-Luc, are you high?"

"If you mean high in the sky, then YEEEEEEEEEESSSSSS~," Jean-Luc gleefully replied. He threw himself to the edge of his door and slide himself down to the floor.

"A-are you okay...?" Melody worried, "You seem malnourished..." Melody grew concerned and hoped that Jean-Luc wasn't sick. Julie stood there, unconvinced, and prodded the fox even further. She put one foot in front of him and loomed over his head. All she could do is stand there and ask, "How in the world did you boys get high in the first place?"

"Ryan," Jean-Luc muffled.

"Figures..." Julie answered with displeasure.

"Hey!" Danny butted in, "Its either get loose or get out. You're killing the air." He did have a point. The fresh air WAS killing the vibe and would start to seep out in the process. 

"S-Should we...?" Melody asked politely. Julie groaned lowly. She wasn't planning to cut loose after a lovely spa day, but...

"Well... We got nothing to do anyway. C'mon, darling. Let's go," Julie acquiesced. She stepped over the lazy fox and pulled Melody in with her. They then dragged their foxy friend in by the tail and shut the door. Now that everyone was here, they could all experience the joys of Ryan's Special Incense. Laughs were shared and everyone got to see some psychedelic colors. The only downside to this joy was that-...

"Wait! Where's the dang pizza guy?!" Jean-Luc shouted loudly. The fox passed out once again, this time crashing directly on the coffee table. making everyone laugh.

"Oh, he's done," Ryan joked, making everyone have a hearty laugh.

THE END