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The Forgotten
Writer TylerDoak
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  • PG: Parental Guidance Suggested
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Chapter One: No Eating The Gabbers
Jul 9, 2018
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Oswald dipped the ladle into the beaten old pan hanging over the fire and dipped two scoops of the milky soup into his wooden bowl. He sniffed the contents of his bowl and his belly rumbled. copyright protection31PENANAaiO1oDbv3P35Please respect copyright.PENANA0pbQTowIUk

“What we eating today, Br’er?” he asked the scruffy looking brown rabbit on the opposite side of the fire.copyright protection31PENANAn8rvZtknGb35Please respect copyright.PENANAwOVRqUSFpM

Br’er Rabbit shrugged his shoulders. “The usual I reckon,” he said as he plopped down on a raggedy blanket. “Garlic, a few wild carrots, a couple taters and what’er critter Allie a’stumbled into.”copyright protection31PENANACEIpvZa8yg35Please respect copyright.PENANAS8U8eTA3L9

“It’s squirrel,” said a girl’s voice from behind a patch of bushes that were some ten feet away. The bushes rustled and a blonde girl, no older than nine, stood up. She was pulling up her overalls and tucking in her undershirt.copyright protection31PENANAnIzbKYPVuS35Please respect copyright.PENANA8MykCrI8aD

“I didn't even see you over there, Allie,” Oswald said as the girl stepped out of the brush and began walking towards them.copyright protection31PENANALS1co0FIom35Please respect copyright.PENANAsHroySjqxI

“When I'm making water I generally don't mean to be seen,” she said to Oswald as she stopped at her pack and pulled out her own wooden bowl. She scooped some of the thin soup into it and plopped down next to the black and white rabbit.copyright protection31PENANAT00CqwCAEa35Please respect copyright.PENANAdqQ8y4198N

Oswald had wondered where she had gotten off to earlier that morning. Allie had a way of just slipping off and disappearing when she had a mind to. Being gone for an hour or two was just something that he and Br’er has just come to expect during the travel time during the day. It was mostly an advantage for the two rabbits, though, as Allie usually returned with some berries, critters or a better path to take than the one they were currently on. copyright protection31PENANAR1TrdDq2yU35Please respect copyright.PENANAigzRAbjjkt

Dipping his spoon into his bowl and lifting into his mouth, Oswald took his first bite of the soup that the girl had put together. The taste of garlic overwhelmed his palette at first, but he soon decided that the soup was quite tasty.copyright protection31PENANAVkMWwaXcSl35Please respect copyright.PENANAWMaobJguaO

They had found a healthy patch of garlic a week or so ago (or maybe more than a week - Time was funny there) and they had been using it in everything they cooked. One night, when they hadn't found any game or wild growing plants to eat, they just drank boiled garlic juice. It wasn't tasty, but having something in your belly instead of nothing is preferable.copyright protection31PENANAzMmApN62oL35Please respect copyright.PENANAcne2wN7yWf

As Br’er had said, there were some carrots in there as well as some of the wild rice that he had found along the trail two days before, a bit of basil they had found growing in a field and the squirrel that Allie had popped with her slingshot. copyright protection31PENANAdfN6H1K73j35Please respect copyright.PENANAlfvV667qpr

He chewed on the slivers of meat that were in his bowl. It was tough and a bit gamey, but tasty in its own way. He eyeballed Allie. “Did you watch the squirrels long enough to…” he said, but was cut off by the girl.copyright protection31PENANA1ZDNVaYSmR35Please respect copyright.PENANATme4KpN1TX

“To figure out if they were gabbers or not, Oswald?” she said sharply. “Of course I did. When was the last time you remember me consuming a gabber?”copyright protection31PENANAeVDBw3oC6M35Please respect copyright.PENANAQ5l58SSgqO

Oswald shook his head and continued eating. “I was just asking.” It was against their rules to eat animals that could talk like he and Br’er.copyright protection31PENANAoj2cqKdaRh35Please respect copyright.PENANAvM41Ha7PAx

“You ask a little too often these days,” Allie replied. “It's like you don't trust me no more.”copyright protection31PENANAuTg7GciF5E35Please respect copyright.PENANAguTvyEUmGO

That statement was about as ludicrous as it got. Oswald trusted Allie with his life. She trusted him with hers. And they both trusted Br’er with theirs.  These three trail companions had been on the road together for a long while. How long? None of them could really say (time was funny there). copyright protection31PENANAwjAaV6djJj35Please respect copyright.PENANAkxUGC2yviY

“I trust you plenty,” Oswald answered. “Probably more than I should,” he added with a smirk.copyright protection31PENANA68D9k3TydK35Please respect copyright.PENANAjOKoPsyXh9

“Probably,” she giggled. They all got a chuckle out of it. copyright protection31PENANAPID6Qki8Zo35Please respect copyright.PENANAvyEp3d3XzK

Later that night, as the moon sat bright in the sky, Br’er reached into his pack and pulled out a beaten wooden box that looked like it had been around for a hundred years. He laid down with his head and shoulders resting on in his pack as he opened the box.copyright protection31PENANANvInFDuTXe35Please respect copyright.PENANAMUhGATI8o1

From it he plucked a compass with copper and gold engravings on it. He tipped it towards the light of their camp fire so he could get a better view of the pointer.copyright protection31PENANAd3nQcIT5g735Please respect copyright.PENANA7IPR6FkFDB

Allie and Oswald both watched him intently. Br’er gently put the compass back into it’s box and laid it next to him. As he tipped his big straw hat down over his eyes he spat out the long piece of grass he had been chewing on.copyright protection31PENANAQ6PudFOvOO35Please respect copyright.PENANAP8atydHBbh

“It looks like we’re still a’footin’ it east,” he said.copyright protection31PENANATBkBZ0fuUc35Please respect copyright.PENANAmXbDDLxmTV

His two companions nodded and closed their eyes for the night as well.copyright protection31PENANAJ7g6YsOSy535Please respect copyright.PENANAo0EdSLTcqx
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