The Bouncing Bunny! (Short Fiction)

Really, this story was written by my littlest nephew when he was playing on the trampoline. I've just tidied it up and storied it up a wee bit.

No nephews, bunnies or cutlery were hurt in the making of this story.

One day, the good little bunny was bouncing and bouncing and bouncing, boing, boing, boing. He bounced higher and higher and tried to catch the sun, but it stayed out of reached. Then the good little bunny got bored of bouncing, so went to visit his auntie.

Now, the good little bunny knew he wasn't supposed to bounce with anything sharp because he might hurt himself, but when he got to his auntie's she wasn't there, but there was a big shiny spoon on the table and he was bored of being a good little bunny so he grabbed it up and bounced away with it. Just then, his auntie got home and found the spoon missing and saw his footprints bouncing away, boing, boing, but she wasn't very worried because the spoon wasn't sharp and he wouldn't hurt himself.

The next day, the not-so-good little bunny was bouncing and bouncing and bouncing, boing, boing, boing. He bounced around and around in circles and tried to catch his tail, but it always managed to stay behind him.Then the not-so-good little bunny got bored of bouncing and went to visit his auntie, but she was out. There was a shiny fork on the table. Hmmm, thought the not-so-good little bunny, that fork would look very nice with my new spoon. So he picked it up and bounced away with it. Just then, his auntie got home and found the fork missing and saw his footprints bouncing away, boing, boing, but she wasn't very worried because it wasn't very sharp and he probably wouldn't hurt himself.

The next day, the naughty little bunny was bouncing and bouncing and bouncing, boing, boing, boing. He bounced backwards and forwards and up and down and bounced in his sleep until he got bored of bouncing and went to visit his auntie, but she was out. This time, there was a shiny knife on the table. Hmmm, thought the naughty little bunny, that would go very well with my new spoon and my new fork. But it's very sharp and I shouldn't bounce with sharp things. Then the naughty little bunny smiled a naughty little smile and took the knife and bounced away anyway. 

Just then, his auntie came home and found the knife missing and saw his footprints bouncing away, boing, boing, boing. She was very worried because the knife was very sharp and he probably would hurt himself, so she raced after him, fast as a hare, but she was too late because the naughty little bunny and bounced right onto the sharp and shiny knife and was now a dead little bunny. His auntie was very sad and carried him home, and started baking a cake to cheer herself up.

Behind her, the naughty little dead bunny's nose started to twitch as he smelt the baking cake. Then his ear started to twitch, and his little paws. Then his auntie heard a "boing, boing, boing" as the little bunny bounced up to her to help make the cake.

Zombie bunnies like cake.