The Rain that Hammered like

Dancing Rabbits
A Short Storyby Anymouse
John murphy looked at the enchanted book in
her hands and felt sparkly.

She walked over to the window and reflected on

her creepy surroundings. She had always loved
picturesque San Francisco with its kindly, kooky
kettles. It was a place that encouraged her
tendency to feel sparkly.

Then she saw something in the distance, or

rather someone. It was the figure of Sophia
Willis. Sophia was a clumsy vicar with ginger
legs and wobbly thighs.

John gulped. She glanced at her own reflection.

She was an intelligent, considerate, port drinker
with pink legs and fluffy thighs. Her friends saw
her as a wandering, whispering wally. Once, she
had even brought a concerned baby flamingo
back from the brink of death.

But not even an intelligent person who had once

brought a concerned baby flamingo back from
the brink of death, was prepared for what
Sophia had in store today.
The rain hammered like dancing rabbits, making
John surprised.

As John stepped outside and Sophia came

closer, she could see the yummy smile on her
face.

"Look John," growled Sophia, with a kind glare

that reminded John of clumsy rats. "It's not that I
don't love you, but I want revenge. You owe me
4061 gold pieces."

John looked back, even more surprised and still

fingering the enchanted book. "Sophia, eat my
shorts," she replied.

They looked at each other with delighted

feelings, like two funny, flabby frogs gyrating at
a very deranged dinner party, which had flute
music playing in the background and two tight-
fisted uncles skipping to the beat.

John regarded Sophia's ginger legs and wobbly

thighs. "I don't have the funds ..." she lied.

Sophia glared. "Do you want me to shove that

enchanted book where the sun don't shine?"

John promptly remembered her intelligent and

considerate values. "Actually, I do have the
funds," she admitted. She reached into her
pockets. "Here's what I owe you."

Sophia looked stressed, her wallet blushing like

a knowing, kind knife.

Then Sophia came inside for a nice glass of

port.

THE END