Okay guys, didn't have time to post this earlier and now were just posting this...sorry really would like to stay and talk but we can't.... so I’ve never written a fan-fic before, so here goes nothing and everything…lol…

He stood there looking at the hand extended out in front of him, ready for him to shake it. He thought about it, he didn’t know if he could do it? Could he, should he, would he? He knew if he went, he would be free, but even though he could be free should he leave his father? Sure, his father was cruel, but he was still his father. But could he do it, could he really leave, would he leave? He then lifted his hand and reached out to shake it, but then he stopped.

“Well,” the rabbit in front of him said.

“I…I…I need to think about it,” he said as he put his hand down.

The rabbit did the same and looked at him, a sad look on his dark furred face. “Two days, we meet here is two days. Think about it, but we are not waiting any longer than that.”

He nodded. “Thank you, David. I’ll think on it,” he said smiling weakly at his dark furred friend.

David smiled back then sighed. “Why don’t you just leave him Alan and come with us?” David said, his amber eyes filled with confusion.

“I don’t know David, I just don’t know.”

David nodded then turned around and started to walk away, but he stopped and said over his shoulder, “I hope to see you in two days Alan.” Then he disappeared into the night.

“Me too, David, me too.” Alan sighed and started to walk home. The night was dark and cold, winter was coming soon and it was getting colder every day. The moon was full and bright tonight and thousands of pale-yellow stars filled the night sky, but Alan didn’t care about those kind of things right now. All he wanted was to get home before his father. Soon the small farm was in sight, he walked quickly to the house and opened the door. He stepped inside but then his blood froze his father was standing there, a small bottle of something strong in his hand. His eyes flashed as he hit Alan in the face so suddenly that Alan fell to the floor. Alan touched his lip in shock, he was bleeding. His father had really hit him!

His father looked at him then said, almost spitting the words out, “You’re late Alan, you’re late.”

Hope you guys liked it, any feedback would be great!

J.G.P.

P.S. @Jo4life life could you please banana Rissy, she thinks she’s not good at anything and won’t listen to me and K.A.P. because she says were her sisters and we have to say that she is good at stuff...whatever that means….so could you please banana the girl!