|The Far Out Tale of Tippi
Author: Sierra.Gem PM
Tippi's a bunny with half the brain of a '50s teenager, and you did hear that right. When she's forced by her creator to agitate the gravel, she encounters the gang. It's time for her to show she's not just a closet case! Scamper/OC (This is probably really bad, but the '50s lingo is too fun).Rated: Fiction K - English - Humor/Friendship - Chapters: 7 - Words: 7,837 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 5 - Updated: 05-18-13 - Published: 11-10-12 - id: 8690810
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A/N: This might be overly mushy because I'm listening to "Freddy My Love" from Grease as I write. Guilty as charged. Regardless, this is really important: I changed the ending of the last chapter! I decided that instead of having Tippi fall for Scamper, I wanted vice versa. So please keep that in mind! (Oh, and CityCat, you wanted some literal falling, so...)
[Setting: Tippi's Bedroom...]
Tippi laid down on her bed, a little panicked. When she was going out for a walk, she saw Madstein suffering the usual boyfriend abuse from Lili. She had laughed, but now that she thought about it, it was pretty frightening; what could he possibly be up to without her to monitor him?
There was a knock at the door.
She turned and saw Scamper holding a lone sunflower - they were growing all over now that there was sun in Malaria.
"Hey, bean." Tippi tried her best to be energetic, but thinking about Madstein still had her frazzled.
"Tippi." He smiled. "You...look pretty today."
"Apple butter." She smirked.
"Is anything wrong? You've been up here ever since you got back."
"How'd you know when I got back?"
He lowered his eyes.
She laughed. "It's just a bit, Scamper, cool it. What's bugging you?"
"Not much. I just wanted to see you. Is anything...bugging you?"
"Well, there is this one thing...Well, my old owner, he is an absolute hubcap, and he's planning to do something huge. He's just an actor, even though he has nothing to flaunt. Anyways, I saw him somewhere, and I knew if he saw me, he'd go ape, so I decided to cop a breeze before he cast an eyeball at me. But he's a goof, so I have very little gringles about him. Still..."
"Don't be worried." Scamper reassured her, understanding the basic idea of what she was talking about. "We're going to take care of you."
"Thanks." She smiled. "I know you guys are earthbound. That reminds me, I was going to have lunch with Eva! Cool talking to you. See you later?"
"Okay." He nodded.
Tippi hopped off the bed. When trying to get past Scamper in the doorway, her long ear brushed against his cheek.
A little weak, he slowly walked after her so as not to let her know he was following her. He looked down and saw the flower that had remained in his hand. Quickly, he ran back up to her room and left it on a table. He rushed back to the stairs, but he had lost her. With no time to waste, he started to run down the stairs, but tripped on one and fell in a heap, sliding down the stairs.
As he lay sprawled out on the floor in pain, Igor walked by and noticed him.
"Scamper, what happened?" He inquired, helping the rabbit up.
"Nothing." He replied, dusting himself off. "Just fell. Hey, Igor?"
"How did you get Eva to fall for you?"
"That's a good question. Even I don't know. I mean, what girl of any kind would have loved an Igor at that point in time? But I guess, after a while, we just clicked."
"So it took a while?"
"Yes. Why are you asking me this?"
"No reason. Let's just change the subject. So what do you think of Tippi?"
"I think she's great, even though I can't understand her half the time." He chuckled. "I'm kind of happy I found her. This 'old owner' she talks about makes me a little uneasy."
"He seems like kind of a jerk. He used to use her for experiments and testing. It endangered her constantly, but she's immortal, so she's safe. Still, it seems kind of like abuse, if you ask me."
"She doesn't deserve to be hurt like that." Scamper fumed.
"No one deserves to be hurt, Scamper." For a minute, Igor stood still, a vacant yet hurt look on his face, but he shook it off and turned his attention back to his friend. "Well, that's what I think of her. What do you think of her?"
She's a divine creature who deserves only the best of everything, Scamper thought. "She's all right." He replied.
[Setting: A random room...]
After her lunch with Eva, Tippi was wandering around the castle, a bit bored. She opened a door and found Brain underneath a zip line.
He noticed her. "Oh, hi, Tippi. How long have you been spying on me?"
"Spying?" She gulped. "Brain, I-"
She sighed with relief. "So what's buzzin', cousin?"
"Well, don't you hate having to walk everywhere in this huge castle?"
"I don't really mind. I like eyeballing the joint."
He blinked. "That was not the response I expected."
"Okay, yes, I do hate that." She decided to give him the desired response.
"So you admit it!" Brain pointed accusingly at her, then retracted his arm and sighed. "Brain, this is like when Igor told you to stop yelling at the mailman...just calm down..." He murmured. His eyes immediately lit up again in a show of mood swings Tippi had never quite encountered before. "So I decided to devise a zip line system around the house so you can get everywhere!"
"But wouldn't you have to keep each and every door open all the time?"
"Just test it out for me! We can work out all those technical bugs later!"
Tippi's shoulder twitched at the words "test it out." Then it came back to her.
[Flashback: over Madstein's pool...]
"What did you do?!" Tippi exclaimed upon seeing the formerly crystal clear pool replaced with bubbling acid.
"Tippi," Madstein smiled, "so glad you're here. I need you to test out the strength of this zip line."
"Over a pool of acid?!" She panicked, then began to laugh. "Ha! Madstein, you joker, you..."
"No, I'm being serious, you're going over the acid."
"Wait, but why?"
"I want this to be intentionally weak so the next person who tries to glide into the castle is met with a defective rope, a long fall, and some serious burns!"
"So I'm sliding over a pool of bubbling acid on a defective rope?!"
"Just go!" He placed her on the small handle and pushed her.
"Forget Annette, Frankie," she screeched, "I need you to help me out here right now!"
The rope eventually broke.
"Yes!" Madstein exclaimed in victory.
[Setting: A random room...]
Small and insignificant as it was compared to what else she'd been through, Tippi had never forgotten that day. The plan didn't work after all; someone still broke into their castle, just not using the zip line. It didn't take a genius to realize that there are other ways in besides that one window.
"Brain, I'd rather not..." She sniffed.
"Come on, Tippi," he beckoned, "I'll be right under you the whole time! And I've got wheels, so I can go super-fast!"
He wheeled around the room at a lightning speed until he lost control of himself and, spinning, slid into a bookshelf.
She laughed. "Well, as long as you're going to be there the whole time." She slowly grabbed onto the handle and started flying through the room. "This is actually kind of a blast!" She called down to Brain.
"I told you so!" He replied.
Just then, the rope began to break. Tippi's heart nearly stopped.
"Oh, no." Brain groaned, going to catch her.
The rope broke. She held onto it - and swung right into Scamper.