Eat you're own ego or no lunch

Sensitive to death?, if so, please reconsider reading this.


Buster was walking past Jackson, who had a really nice hat. It was beautifully made and top of the line, Buster was jealous of that hat which he wanted to wear upon his own head. He sat there pouting for about an hour, Jackson was bragging to all his friends about the new hat he had gotten. It was a small rainbow helmet with a spinning rainbow atop of it, all you needed to do was press a button.

Jackson was pressing the button over and over again while staring at himself in the mirror, he was a red bunny with light green splotches. Buster was yellow with red splotches, he just sat there staring at his brother. Father rabbit and momma rabbit were cooking, Jackson was now sitting at the table pressing the button, over and over again. Jackson was sitting with him.

Jackson continuously pressed the button, Buster was getting slightly annoyed at the sounds of the umbrella spinning around, he sighed and let his cheek rest in his palm, he wore an annoyed expression. "mom..." he moaned, momma Rabbit looked over, she put down her spatula and grinned.

"What is it dear?" she asked kindly, Buster sighed.

"He won't stop spinning his umbrella..." Buster replied in pure and utter annoyance.

Momma rabbit seemed patient, father rabbit sighed "I gotta go to work, Angeline." he stated before rushing out, he was usually gone of a period of two days a week. Momma rabbit sighed, she bent over, her ears scrubbing against the counter and accidentally knocking down her wedding photo. Jackson began to press the button again, he had stopped for a moment before Buster had said anything.

Buster gave a loud sigh, momma rabbit looked over. "Jackson please stop." she requested sternly, Jackson didn't listen. "Jackson." she spoke louder, pulling out a spatula "I'm gonna get the switch."

"Who cares, it's only a thin stick." Jackson replied, almost distracted by the button.

"Jackson you're stressing momma out, she can't deal with this every day." Momma rabbit stated, Jackson didn't listen.

As the three ate lunch, momma rabbit grew tired of the sound, adding onto it, Jackson wouldn't eat his food. Usually father rabbit would wait to eat dinner, then he'd leave. She sighed deeply, unknowing of what to do.

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Father rabbit had bought Buster a soda drink hat, they were eating dinner once again a day later. Buster wouldn't stop slurping loudly, therefor he drowned out Jackson's noises. Jackson was competitive, he tried to be louder but he couldn't succeed, especially when the soda was gone. Buster sat there slurping, momma rabbit was annoyed, she groaned, feeling that she couldn't even eat.

She and father rabbit had met in a place far from Jamaa and the first thing he mentioned when he came over was a citizenship. She sighed deeply, she left the table and went upstairs, she sat down in front of the mirror. Her curly hair, instead of being plain auburn it had grey streaks. She was a light brown rabbit with no markings, she sighed deeply. She fixed the collar of her off-white dress shirt and made sure her necklace was on right.

She suddenly hear odd noises from down the stairs, something shiny in the corner caught her eye. She slowly looked over at the top of her closet, there sat an arrow head. She remembered her bow, which she picked up, worried that her children may be in danger. She raced down the stairs, her protective mode on. The room was dark, the lights were flickering.

She heard the small steps of paws on the hardwood floor, she turned on the light, the kitchen was a mess and the strong smell of ketchup flooded her nostrils. She continued walking, wondering how she would use the bow to defend herself because she didn't know how to shoot. She heard muffled voices, she could hear doors closing and shutting, she almost slipped in spilled mustard, she looked in front of her to see broken plates.

She began to turn a corner, suddenly her family jumped out. "Happy birthday mom!" the boys shouted, father rabbit stood there grinning.

"H-Happy birthday?" she stammered, her eye twitching "you destroy my kitchen, scare the living crap out of me and then you expect me to grin when you reveal you did it?!"

They just stood there, still grinning as if they had made some big accomplishment. "I have a game for you boys." she stated, knowing her sons were in their late teens. "now turn around." The boys turned around, she went to the garage and grabbed some rope. She tried them up "close you're eyes." they followed her and walked upstairs.

She sat them down on the bed and walked out of the house, she lit a match and threw it at the house. It didn't take long for the boys to smell smoke. She stood to the side before hearing the door begin to jiggle, she gasped when all three of them came out. "ANGELINE!" father rabbit shouted furiously "I'VE DIALED THE POLICE, COME OUT AND WE CAN END THIS!"

Momma rabbit hid in some bushes, she was crouching. "Angeline!" He cried desperately, she curled up even more. She began to wish she hadn't put the bow down, she put her hands over her face and began to cry.

''"What have I done?" ''she asked herself.

Suddenly she heard it, the police sirens. Dread flooded her out, she stood up when the car pulled up.