Thursday, 11 June 2009

Small fox, Big Adventure, Big Fox. Volume II : Hunter/ Hunted

The now large winged swooped over trees with great ease, his flying contained so much precision. The vile slop that the giant mad badger had given him certainly did the trick. He only ate it out of kindness, that and he was a giant badger. The large winged beast could not wait to rub his newly formed self into the mocking faces of his idiotic siblings. He was thinking about what to say to them.
'Maybe I'll use a pun based remark' he thought to himself.
He rattled his brains for puns, but unfortunatly foxes arn't the best for puns, so he thought that he would just stand there looking like an epic beast. That would do. They can bask in his glory.
He was getting closer to home, almost there.
The beast of a creature was so excited, he could hardly fly straight.
As he flew over the trees that surrounded his home, there were no foxes to be seen.
'Beggery' he shouted in his pure annoyance.
They were probably off in the bushes playing silly buggers as usual.
He looked around for them, they were no where to be seen.
'How ruddy typical' he muttered to himself.
The three sounds that fell out a nearby bush.
The giant fox looked behind the bush thinking that there would be no being larger than him.
As he pulled back a bunch of branches he saw a giant boar. At least 10 foot higher than him, his eyes were crazed and his face bloody. There had been some sort of a massacre.
blurted out of the giant fox's mouth. The boar screamed a vile scream and started to salivate all over the ground, he flipped his back legs in the air and growled. The scared fox started to run off, he couldn't deal with this non-sense. The boar began to chase. The fox ran as fast as he could until he realised that he had wings.
The fox pounced into the air and opened his great wings, the fox only just missed the boar's large yellow tusk by half an inch.
'Why are you here?' shouted the fox.
There was no reply.
The boar kept on running through the woods.
The fox beast was left hovering in the air bemused.
What had just happened?
This was all too much, he was a gigantic flying fox being chased by a gigantic crazed boar.
A few days ago he was a small fox doing what foxes do; napping, eating, just sitting about not having to care about giant boars rigging your legs off with there mouldy tusks.
'I don't like this' thought the fox
'I want to be a small fox again, things were easir then' he muttered to himself.

With that there was a flash of light and a long staircase formed from a high altostratus cloud.
The staircase sat beneth him.
The fox flew down to the bottom of the staircase.
What could be happening now?
The vile badger shaman appaered to be coming down the stairs.
Finally, he'll know what is going on.
Half way down the stairs the badger no longer looks like a badger, he looks alot more gassy than usual.
He was made entirely of gas.
And his face, his face wasn't there anymore.
Instead a mask.
A wooden mask.
The badger sham got to the end of the stairs and a mystical voice came out of the skies.
'Train him and he shall obey'.
'What'? said the fox.
'The boar is my creation, just like you. Train him'.
'Where's my family'? said the fox.
'I had to destroy them, they were a inconvenience, they would distract you. Train the beast and I shall apear again'.
The fox sat there confused although he knew what to do, he didn't really care that his family were gone. They were awful to him anyway.