Little Rabbit was hopping on his way to school, when Raccoon stopped him. Raccoon demanded his lunch, but that was his two carrots! Still, Raccoon was bigger, and stronger than Litle Rabbit, so he gave him his lunch.
That night, Momma Rabbit could tell something was wrong. When she read Little Rabbit, and his seventeen brothers and sisters a bedtime story, Red Fire Engine, Little Rabbit didn’t make all the fire engine sounds like he usually did. She had suspected something at dinner too, when he ate like he hadn’t eaten since breakfast, because he hadn’t.
She talked to him when she tucked him in, and he told her everything. Momma wanted to hop right over to the Raccoon, but she knew Little Rabbit was growing up. He had to learn to take care of some things like this himself. Instead of telling him what to do, she had a way for him to figure out what do. She had a trip to take early the next day.
The next morning was Saturday. Little Rabbit always got up super early. He woke up to Momma hopping back home. She had a talk with him before the others woke up. “Little Rabbit, the Owl has dealt with that Raccoon before, why don’t you go see her?”
He agreed, and off he went, hop, hop, hopping, all the way. After he got a little ways from home though, he realized something, other than saying, “Go that way”, Momma hadn’t told him how to find Owl. What was the Little Rabbit to do now?
Then he remembered. She said if he got lost, to talk to the Trout whose pond streamed beside the road to Little Rabbit’s home. He hopped, hopped, hopped, to the edge of the pond, and called out for the Trout.
The trout would jump in and out of the water, speaking as he flopped in the sky, and then landing in the water. “Hello … how … are … you … today?”
Little Rabbit found it a little hard at first, to talk to Trout, but soon he figured it out. While Trout was in the air, Little Rabbit talked really, really, fast. “Do you know where the Owl is? I need to go see him!”
Trout jumped again, pointed his fins left, and said, “Go…that…way!” So Little Rabbit did, soon finding Owl’s treehouse.
When he got to the Owl, he told him the whole story, and waited for Owl’s wisdom, on how to deal with Raccoon.
“I’m sorry Little Rabbit. I did stand up to Raccoon when he tried to steal my treehouse, but I’m bigger than Raccoon. You’re not bigger than the Raccoon. I’m afraid I can’t help you, but I know who can.”
“You need to go and see the Ant. He stopped the Raccoon from stealing his dinner. The Ant will help you.”
Little Rabbit hopped away sad. Then he realized, he didn’t know where the Ant lived. Then he remembered Momma’s words, “Ask the Trout.” The Trout told him where to find Ant.
Little Rabbit told the Ant all that he had told Owl. He even explained what Owl had replied. Then he waited, ears on alert, for what the Ant has to say.
“I’m sorry Little Rabbit. I did stand up to Raccoon when he tried to take our food, but I’m stronger than I look. You’re not stronger than the Raccoon, I’m afraid I can’t help you, but I know who can.”
“You need to go see the Trout. He stood up against the Raccoon, and he isn’t strong like me, or big like Owl. He should be able to help you.”
Little Rabbit wasn’t happy. He felt like he had hopped around in circles. He had talked to the Owl. He had talked to the Ant. He had even talked to the Trout, but he would try again.
He hopped up to the Trout, and told him everything that had happened. That’s when the Trout smiled. Have you ever seen a fish smile? Momma Rabbit had told Trout he’d figure it out.
“The Raccoon … tried to pull me out of my home… He was bigger and stronger than me … I had to do something quick!!!”
“I was slippery … I kicked back and forth … and slipped out of his paw … but I wasn’t safe yet!”
“He grabbed at me … with his other paw … I throwmped him with my tail fin … Then I slipped away … and splashed water in his eyes!”
Little Rabbit frowned. “Mr Trout I’m not big like Owl, or strong like Ant, and I don’t have a tail fin like you. I still don’t know how to face Raccoon.”
The Trout smiled. “You don’t have to be big, … or strong, … or look like me to face Raccoon. You have to be … you’re best you!”
Then he winked at Little Rabbit. “Stand On your own two feet Little Rabbit.” With that, Mr Trout swam away.
He didn’t understand, as he hopped home. It was almost time for dinner. Momma Rabbit was fixing his favorite, carrot stew. He hopped higher and faster, bounding over plants, and tree stumps. Some of them were … bigger than him … and even bigger than Raccoon.
Little Rabbit knew now what to do. The next morning, on the way to school, Raccoon stopped him. Only this time Little Rabbit, still afraid, stood still. “This is my lunch, not yours.”
Raccoon tried to take his lunch, but Rabbit jumped over him. Raccoon chased him. Little Rabbit kept jumping back and forth over Raccoon’s head, but he did that one two many times.
Raccoon reached up, and grabbed one of his feet. Little Rabbit was surprised, and scared. Then he remembered Trout’s story, and the thrwomp! He took his other foot and thrwomped Raccoon’s paw. Raccoon let go of his foot.
Little Rabbit so wanted to run away, but he knew if he did, he’d always be running. He stopped on the nearby tree stump, and looked at Raccoon. “If you’re hungry I’ll share my lunch, but you can’t take it. It’s not right.”
Raccoon didn’t know what to say. It turned out he was hungry. Raccoon didn’t have any lunch of his own, but now he knew how wrong it was to take someone else’s lunch. He always knew it was wrong, but somehow it was clearer now.
Little Rabbit did share his lunch with Raccoon. He shared it that day, and everyday after that. Little Rabbit told his Mom about Raccoon being hungry. She made sure Little Rabbit’s lunch was big enough for two.
It turned out that Raccoon didn’t have a Momma to take care of him, or a home. So Momma and Daddy Rabbit invited him to live with them. Raccoon said thank you, and yes. That’s how Little Rabbit lost a bully, and gained a brother, and a best friend.