Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ The Story Of Rick The Rabbit ❯ Chapter 4

The principle dragged Rick up to his office and sat him on the chair. He then sat at his desk and just looked at him for a few minutes as Rick was just looking at him, smiling nervous as blood was still pouring out of his arm.

The principal was a big bulldog who smoked allot and he was a horrible principle. He actually made Mr. Brownstone and the lunch lady seem nice. He then pulled his cigarette out and blew smoke in Rick's face. "You've been a bad boy, Rick. I'm gonna have to suspend your ass."

Rick then turned red in the face from anger and he then slammed his fists, on the principle's desk, bruising them and he yelled, "Are you fucking kidding me!"

He then took his cigarette and burned Rick's hand and said, "You've caused enough bullshit at this fucking school. You assaulted another student!"

Rick then jumped on the Principle's desk and said, "You cocksucking fuck! My fucking arm was sliced and you're saying I'm the one who fucking started it? I'm not suspended, I'm quitting this fucking school."

"Get out of my office right now or I'm having you locked away for life." The principal said as he punched Rick off the desk.

Rick then headed towards the window and said, "Go fuck your mom in the twat, shithole." He then gave him a middle finger and broke through the glass, jumping out of the window.

"I fucked my mom in the ass, you lier shithead-fuck face!" The principal the screamed, going on rampage. He then pulled a gun from out of his desk and started shooting his office. "Die fuckers! Die bitches!"

Rick hit the ground, very hard, breaking some bones in his body. He got up, slowly and he heard the principle shooting. He then muttered to himself, "That crazy son of a bitch. Gotta my ass the hell away from his school." He then jammed away.

Rick was heading towards his house. He thought to himself that there was no way in hell he could stay there after what happened in school that day. It was best he snuck in, packed his things and ran away.

Rick got at his house and he walked slowly to the door. He peeked through his window, and saw nobody was in the front room. He then was walking in, very quietly, inside as he slowly closed the door.

His father was then standing right in front of him. He was so shocked, his heart was beating so fast he felt he was going to drop dead. "Home early, eh, Rick?"

As Rick heard is father's threatening voice he then gasped, shaking. "Um, I can explain,Dad."

"What the hell did you do to yourself, are you retarded or a fucking masochist?" His father interrupted as he saw blood pouring out his arm. He then was about to choke Rick and he said, "You want pain, I'll fucking show you pain, you worthless sack of shit!"

Rick then had all he could take of his father's abuse. He then picked up one of his beer bottles of the ground and said, "Just fuck you, Cocksucker!" He then broke the bottle over his dad's head, as his dad scream in pain as he fell over on the floor, calling Rick every name in the book and he then died.

Rick couldn't believe what had just happened. Now had no choice, but to hide from nearly everyone and start a new life out of town on his own. However, one thing he was going to do first was go to Drinking Whiskey and tell Lennon a thing or two.

Rick then ran up to his room as his brother was not home at the moment. He had no choice, but to travel very light, so he just took his guitar, which was his most important possession and and he jumped out of his bedroom window, and ran away from his neighborhood for good.

About an hour later, Rick was walking towards the ruff bar, Drinking Whiskey. He looked at the bar, with a smile as he was holding onto his guitar case and said, "Wow, here it is. The most bad ass bar in Drunken-Dog town, and I'm ready for it."

Rick then heard some screaming and shooting going on in the bar. He then took a deep breath and walked in, slowly with a smile. When he walked in, his mind was blown. He saw a bunch of hot dog girls, who were strippers, dancers and servers.

The bar was also loaded with big cats and dogs, who were allot bigger then Rick who were gambling, at the tables, playing Poker and one of the ruffest card games in the town, bullshit.

Nearly everyone at the bar, carried a gun, for self defense. Rick felt a little nervous that he didn't have anything for self defense. He then walked into the bar, slowly as he bumped into a big dog and said, "Oh, pardon me, man."

The dog grabbed him by the throat and said, "look me in the eye and I'll blow your head off!" He then threw Rick over to the pool table. At the table, Lennon was playing pool and he had two stripper girls cheering for him. One a cat and one a Fox. He the smiled and hit Rick with a pool stick. "Rick, so you showed up, hey old chum?"

"What m, so are you having even more girlfriends now, Lennon, you fucker! Do you know the hell you put me through with the fucking principle now I'm a fugitive on the run and I came here to give you a piece of my mind." Everyone in the bar then turned over to Rick and they then pulled out their guns and headed towards Rick.

Lennon then stopped them and said, "Thanks, guys, but I want to handle my fight with this shitface on my own." He then turned to Rick and said, "To answer your question, I'm single now and it's your fault, because when you threw me in the fucking cafeteria, I smashed into my girlfriends and they're dead now!!"

"Well, you started it, by fucking stabbing my arm!!" Rick yelled as he jumped up on the pool table, giving Lennon a middle finger.

Lennon then gave him a middle finger and said, "You know what, Rick, my boy? I got a way to settle this shit. You think you're a real man, then let play a man's game and the one who losses, suffers a painful death, a death as horrid as what you caused my poor little angles, you fucknut!"