Hungry Like The Rabbit By FalconLobo Rated M for mature (just to be safe)
I don't own Foster's Home For Imaginary Friends.
This is a What If, One-Shot Romance/Humor short story with
Frankie and Herriman.
An alternate ending to a certain camping trip gone bad
What If Herriman did not revert completely back to normal after that off-beat camping disaster of an excursion. Here is wot could have happened.
The others were safe and sound with the help of Madame Foster and the call of the wild.
Herriman, the feral, stood his ground until Frankie came along with another type of call.
She did not expect Herriman to chase her; and, in this state, he was so scary that she dropped the phone and ran.
Herriman was close behind and trapped her against a big tree.
Frankie did not expect the rabbit to do what he did. He ripped her to shreds.
Actually, he took her in his arms and kissed her so hard, with such passion, that she returned the kiss much harder and with even more passion.
Now he wanted to do more, and Frankie was more than happy to oblige.
With passion in her eyes, as well as his, they were now making love in the woods, then later in his bed.
When he awoke, he was in his bedroom alone.
He thought "that's how that camping trip should have ended!" He then thought on, "Why couldn't it have ended like that or more?"
He turned over to the left and noticed he wasn't alone.
Frankie was asleep next to him.
The rabbit smiled big, then kissed Frankie on the cheek.
Frankie stirred a little, woke up, smiled, and said, "We have got to keep meeting like this."
The rabbit said, "Likewise." Then, they kissed each other with passion, and made love again with the same passion as the kisses and the love-makings as before.
The Real End.