Psycho Weasel Roger Rabbit Novels & Stories

He pulled me behind him, blocking me from it. “Raphael? What is wrong?” I stared at him, a little bit surprised at his action. He thought it was odd too, but why was he acting so defensive? “That’s not a rabbit. It looks like one, but it smells like pure evil.” He snarled. “It does?” I gasped, peeking at the rabbit from behind him. The animal’s beady eyes stared at us without blinking. I held my breath, anticipating that it would do something strange. And it did.

Trail or no trail, that was a recipe for disaster. We’d been picking our way through the maze of trees for about ten minutes when I caught sight of something dark moving in sync with us to our left. Almost simultaneously, Roger danced around while tossing his head as if to escape the bit. Grateful that I was riding western and not English, I clung to the saddle horn to keep from losing my balance as I looked down at the compost floor that consisted of soggy, dead leaves and fallen branches. It took focus and determination to bring Roger around to a calmer, steadier state of mind. When I felt confident that he was finally under control, I looked around to see just what it was that was stalki

Notice: Hi. This is the author of “Down the Rabbit Hole”. This is a short notice that everything in this story is purely fictional. All characters, settings, and pieces of information are purely all from the creator’s mind. Others, that you may find similar to what you have seen, you have read, all of those are purely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any matter without prior notice or permission of the copyright owner. It’s a world of fantasy to be in, and a world where we can runaway, so hold on, Mi Estrellas.

Darz said. “Rabbit, the symbol of luck. An incarnation of a moron who is so cocky for her luck. Speculated as the ones everyone afraid of, yet don’t get so cocky as you just summoned your Ribo!” Franz exclaimed. “She’s not the only one who has a Ribo!” Harz said showing his Ribo which is a white sheep. “We managed to summon our Ribo because of Varz. We are not a bunch of morons who will hate anyone for something he has never done.” Larz said showing his Ribo which is a brown boar.

Gabby's eyes went wide "something, I should know about here, Roger?" "Don't be stupid" Roger shook his head, but even he had to admit his wolf was acting very strange was curious about her wolf like nothing he had never been before. The minute he had seen her wolf he had tried to scent her and now too peeking at her human counterpart and growling at his Beta over a single comment on her appearance. "What is it Telly?" He asked his wolf. "Disrespectful Beta" he had replied and problem off to the back of Rogers mind, his tail flicking furiously back and forth. Roger shook it off and let it go.