Friday, August 19, 2011

The Wabbit throws a Gala Dinner

The Wabbit ordered carrot aperitivi and Skratch chose iced milk, laced with something from the bar. "What an adventure," said the Wabbit, "thank you Skratch for your burglarous ways and thank you for the helichopper, Lap." Skratch and Lapinette smiled broadly and said that it was nothing, nothing at all. If only they could do it every day. "What about the box?" asked Skratch. "Oh the box, yes the box," said the Wabbit mysteriously. "All will be revealed, but first we must enjoy ourselves and then I will show you what's in the box." Skratch looked peeved but Lapinette winked and nudged the Wabbit. "So lets begin," she said. ""Begin what?" said the Wabbit. "Enjoying ourselves," said Lapinette. "We will," said the Wabbit, "I hear music. May I ask you to dance, Contessa." "I believe I have first refusal," said Skratch. The Wabbit looked round. "Why don't we all dance Monster Mash?" And then with a sudden leap he hopped up and around and around. "A Graveyard Smash!" sang Skratch and joined him. Lapinette flashed her eyes and warbled, "I'll catch on in a flash!" She jumped up too and they all joined paws and danced in a circle. And they laughed and laughed and laughed.