Tails of Rabbitopolous

Chapter Nine

 

The first time a rabbit discovered a weponised egg, many thoughts came to mind.  Why does this egg look unnaturally patterned and pretty? What’s it doing on the ground and not in a nest? Is this a new kind of bird? Can it be trusted? This last question would prove the most important, but asked a little too late.  The shambles of confused thought was quickly replaced with sudden silence.  Being dead will do that too you.  It didn’t take long for the news to spread, long enough however to inflict serious tragedy for both Grey and Brown.  You’ve heard the phrase curiosity killed the cat, well reconnaissance ravaged the rabbit.  Not driven by a curious nature, unlike the Whites, it was tactical exploration that made life difficult for the other factions.  Trying to secure their own borders and infiltrate their enemies’, they’d come across the strangely decorated eggs.  Not expecting the disastrous effects, investigation would begin and dramatically end.

A decision was made to find a way to disarm and transport these colourful death-traps.  With great risk Brown and Grey rabbits would approach more eggs trying to learn as much as they could, to avoid further explosive ends.  That part didn’t go exactly to plan as the death toll continued to rise, much to the Whites delight.  With this phase two was launched.  The Whites had grown to enjoy their decoration skills and had become quite impressed with themselves.  This wasn’t new, being quite the self congratulatory bunch.  With a splash of artistic flourish they made their explosive eggs even more appealing to their foes.  The whites found it absurd that the other factions claimed they had no curiosity, so made their eggs as bright and vibrant as possible, just to annoy the others.  Using these artistic talents, new batches of eggs were designed and crafted, but this time not to blow up.  Subterfuge was now the goal, to create the same confusion they learned while experimenting with rabbit holes.  Each new batch would be more beautiful than the last, vibrant but deadly.  This didn’t escape the notice of man who would on occasion stumble across a delightfully decorated egg.  Have you ever held an egg in your hand only for it to explode, scattering its shell and gooey contents all over yourself?  After the immediate shock and the necessary cleaning that follows man tends to move on with life, started and confused but unharmed.  They quickly forget the colourful designs only remembering it exploded and still slightly annoyed their hand is sticky.  Eggs had already garnered a reputation for being vulnerable, easily broken in the clumsy affairs of human life.  No-one would ever believe that this was actually the result of hidden explosives waiting to wreak havoc.  Still, it did bring unwanted attention, not that the Whites noticed.  Both Brown and Grey rabbits saw the signs as they began investigations in countering these devilish eggs, but the Whites were far too proud to see the dangers ahead.

Countering the explosive nature of these eggs proved harder than initially anticipated.  Through the best of efforts these eggs still proved a challenge, one they were determined to conquer.  The Brown bunnies found a breakthrough in transportation rather than disarming.  Finding it too difficult to disarm the explosives, the next best idea was to move the eggs to safe remote areas to be detonated securely.  Inspired by the human made hutches they’d become accustomed to, the Browns had set about developing a method of weaving wooden materials into shelter.  Initially designed to keep rabbits dry and keep exposure to the elements low, their creations provided excellent protection.  The technique although developed for a different purpose was simple to adapt, it just took some imagination. As with the Whites, Brown bunnies had been transported by man in cold caged crates.  Stories of their treatment were told through generations.   Being shipped around pet stores or from homes to hutches was not easy to forget.  A good thing too as they would inspire a way to protect themselves.  After downsizing on the travel crate idea and with some of their own artistic flourish, the Browns built what would be known as a basket.  The shape and design were now radically altered from the original thought.  Baskets would be lightweight, strong and open topped with a balanced handle for carrying.  With the addition of straw to steady the contents, the baskets could be moved quickly without threat of sudden explosion.  If a decorative egg is found a disposal team is dispatched, baskets in hand, secure in the knowledge that with each hop the eggs would be secure and the rabbits safe.  Undeterred the Whites continued production of both lethal and decoy eggs.  Taking great pride in everything they did they revelled in their skills as artists.  Each new egg was more colourful with wonderfully intricate designs and deadlier than before.  Capable of confusion or combustion, the Whites had found their calling in this war as masters of theatrics, with their magically inspired weapon.  The numbers of basket carrying Browns would have to rise to combat the overproduction, a dangerous prospect with mans easily stimulated gaze.

As the Brown bunnies toyed with transportation the Greys took a more direct approach.  Knowing full well that the eggs were dangerous, a blanket policy was adopted to destroy any extravagant egg that was encountered.  Regardless of whether they were a decoy or destructive, they’d all have to be taken care of.  As you can imagine this could be quite dangerous, if the eggs weren’t destroyed correctly they could still injure and kill.  Rather than focusing attention on moving the eggs for secure disposal, the Greys relied on protection for the brave bunnies charged with hunting down the hidden eggs.  Naturally you’d think some form of armour, a protective suit against the concussive blasts and flying shards of shell.  The direction they took was quite unexpected, a lot more like the deranged decision making of the Whites.  There was a certain aggressive logic to it, but still a rather odd choice.  Head-wear was designed with a specific purpose, a shock absorber and protective shield.  Designed to have a strong dome to house the head and ears and a large brim surrounding this hat was more of a bonnet than helmet.  It may not sound like the cleverest plan, on paper a hat doesn’t really offer that much protection.  When they were to be used as battering rams however, their design made a lot more sense.  When a cache of eggs is located the Greys would don their fancy new bonnets and charge with a lowered head to attack the potentially life ending eggs.  With a running, or hopping, start they would race at an egg.  If it was a decoy it would be smashed and trampled as the bunny hopped through, but if a bomb, the ballistic shield would play its part.  The brim would absorb any concussive blow-back while shielding from flying debris.  It was an elegant but aggressively rough solution that left quite the mess in its wake.  Acting with that wild abandon they’d become known for, they still didn’t make enough of a dent in the Whites mischievous mayhem.  With each cache that was destroyed or transported, another would appear and another and another.  Nothing seemed to stop the juggernaut of production.  As mankind watched on, the rabbits would desperately scramble to try and remove the Whites avian inspired antics.  Bonnets, baskets and bombs would litter the fields of war. Man could no longer ignore these oddities in nature and strange stories would start to be told.  Soon all rabbit’s attention would be turned to mankind and they would be finally be brought into the conflict, even if they had no idea it was happening.

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