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Rocky Raccoon: The Next Chapter

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Somewhere in the Black Mountain Hills of Dakota, there lived a young boy named Rocky Raccoon.”* Rocky lived on a small island in the middle of a perfect blue lake fed by pristine springs from deep under the mountains. Rocky had lived there, willingly isolated, after his torrid love affair with Nancy “Lil” McGill* turned sour.

Imagine Rocky’s surprise when he heard a tap-tap-tapping on his door, as there were no other humans around for miles and miles – or so he thought. Rocky opened the door with his left hand while holding his Randall knife in his right. There, before his bright eyes, was a fairy, fluttering and flittering. She was dressed in a grasshopper green shirt and pants, where her wings poked out of the back of the shirt. She had the cutest pointed chin and matching ears.

Please, you must help!,” she squeaked in a voice that sounded like tinkling bells.

Shaking his head and rubbing his eyes, Rocky glanced back in at the table where he had been drinking his bourbon the night before. The bottle was half gone and Rocky wondered if this was a drunken hallucination. He reached out to touch the fairy and she landed on his finger.

Yes, I’m real. Now you must help!,” she squeaked.

If this is a dream it sure feels real, Rocky thought.

It’s not a dream! Now hurry, get dressed, we have to be quick or they will die!”

Pete, Rocky’s bloodhound, had been sleeping on his blanket this whole time. Pete never even woke when the tapping came. That was Pete. On the trail he was a bundle of energy, but any other time, he loved to rest.

Rocky decided he would treat this vision/dream/hallucination as real, especially if “they” might die. He grabbed a piece of hard tack and started chewing it as he got dressed. Who knew what he was facing and how much strength it would take. The fairy kept squeaking, “Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!” which was getting on his nerves a little, but it did make him go faster.

He grabbed his rifle, some rope, and called Pete. Pete rose from his blanket, shook, and came back to life, then walked to the door of the cabin.

Now what’s the hurry and where are we headed?,” said Rocky to the fairy.

“Two miles over there [she pointed west] there’s a train that slipped off the tracks. It is laying on the edge of a cliff and there are 100 people on board. Eleanor, my favorite human in the world, is on that train. You’ve got to save her!”

Rocky felt the blood coursing through his veins. Pete picked up on it and began to sound off with his telltale howl/cry. Rocky left the rifle and grabbed his rappelling gear and began running. They had to save Eleanor! All three headed west. The rest is history.

The End.

*from The Beatles song, “Rocky Raccoon”

Fandango’s FOWC is surprise, the Word of the Day Challenge is fairy, Paula’s 3 Things Challenge words are square, train, grasshopper, and Teresa’s Haunted Wordsmith Daily Prompts are picking a favorite song (“Rocky Raccoon”) and the photo.






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