Micheal Dream walked slowly to a cute pink wagon with all sorts of sweet treats laid upon it. He was clutching an apology note for Chelsea Blackberry, what a fool he had been not to realise it was mothers day when he took the two rabbits away and that he had not allowed her to say goodbye.

“Hello Mr. Dream, I suppose you would like something?” asked a female koala who seemed to own the cart.

“Yes, one of those please” he said, pointing.

The koala introduced herself as Matilda Billabong and handed him a gold sweet, she smiled, but the smile did not quite reached her eyes and she hurridly went to serve a young hedgehog and rabbit. Micheal was relieved to see that the rabbit was not Megan.

Since Micheal knew he would mess up if he tried talking to her, he placed the note and sweet on the little bench.

He saw someone coming so quickly rushed away to the sweet  wagon again to get himself some popcorn to eat.

Unfotunatly, there was quite a strong wind and the sweet had blown of the bench and onto the path and was discovered by Henry Treefellow who was on his way to nursery to build a kite which he would fly with his brothers and father Aristotle.

The note made its way to Chelsea though, but since it had been blown into the stream, the ink was smudged and faded so Chelsea could not make heads or tails of it.

Chelsea decided to put it in the carrot bed where it would break down and improve the soil.

Michael arrived at the juice bar to find Chelsea preparing a fruit smoothie. Micheal asked if he could have one too but Chelsea turned her back on him and did not answer. She was not going to serve a customer that had taken away her children, even if one returned to Basswood Creek.

The Treefellow Mother Arabella and her son Henry walked past from nursery. “Look what I found Miss Blackberry!” exlaimed Henry and gave a shiny object to Chelsea, it was the gold sweet.

“I see you have put that piece of paper that was at the edge of the stream into the carrot bed, my, Hollie will be pleased that you are taking care of them as well.” Arabella said, looking at some marmalade.

Micheal stared at her, his apology was ripped up in the carrot bed and the sweet was found by Henry, how unlucky!

Later that day, Micheal returned and Chelsea actually did not turn away (she felt a wee bit bad that she had ignored him).

“I uh, wanted to say, aaaaahh” Micheal said and threw a scarf into her face, he quickly turned away, horrified at what he had done, a faceful of scarf was not a good impression.

“Excuse me, I think someone a bit smaller needed this scarf” she stammered, not wanting to mention the word baby” It is well, a bit too…. short.”

“Oh, yes, it would be the size for a baby-“he stopped as tears weeled up in Chelseas eyes as he had said baby.

Wanting to avoid the situation, he ran past her, grabbing the scarf. Chelsea fell hard on her back since he had run into her. Micheal did not stay to help, he just ran away.

After moaning into his pillow where he was staying, he decided to give it another go, this time, not face to face. He took out the apple Megan had given him and carved SORRY in it with a knife and laid it where Chelsea would see it. Chelsea did see it and was feeling quite hungry so picked it up. Micheal was watching her from behind a sign.

She was just about to take a bite when she gave a yelp and threw the apple away.

SPLASH! It landed in the stream, a worm and a rotten bit inside it.

Micheal tried several things, soup.

Which she fell over and had to get a cream for burns at the hospital.

A flower,

with earwigs and bugs and a whole heap of other things which all turned out wrong.

Glumly, Micheal sat in the bakery, stirring absent mindedly his tea when Chelsea walked in. She did not see him but walked straight to Dorrothy Fisher and said “My, do you know what just happened? Someone put a cactus on my bench and now Matilda Billabong is in the doctors clinic getting all the prickles out of her!” Chelsea stopped when she saw Micheal whos head sank even lower.

He grabed his tea and went upstairs, Chelsea followed and sat opposite him questioningly, by now, she had figured out who was behind the burns and the prickles. Micheal knew that she knew too.

Chelsea walked away but Micheal stood up and said-, no, his look told enough that he was sorry about everything he had done to say sorry.

Just then Dorothy walked up the stairs to them and looked at Micheal before clearing up the cups on the table. Micheal grinned suddenly “I think you should better go downstairs” he said.

Blankly, she followed him. “I thought that maybe you could forgive me?” he asked, turning her head to see-

“CONNIE!” Chelseas scream was loud enough that every one it the village had heard it, puzzled.

Chelsea ran up to her and gave her a big hug, ignoring the strange rabbits. She was so very happy at the moment that she cried tears of happiness as she patted Connies head.

Chelsea then turned to Micheal and gave him a huge hug which he totally did not expect.

This is finally the second part, of course Chelsea forgave him. Now, for my post next week, I am going  to post the first of three Miss Tibitha stories (the brown mouse lady),

Emily

It was late at night and all the villagers were already in their houses, all except the Buttermilks. Father Oliver, his wife Elisabeth, ten year old daughter Hannah and toddler Laura had traveled all the way from Sunflower Springs to come to live here. They had been happy there but wanted a change of scenery as it was long and flat.

After walking three kilometers from the trainstation, their new house was a welcome sight.

As they entered, they came into a room filled with all of their belongings which were all neatly packed in labeled boxes.

They explored their house, except Laura, she sat at the window starring.

“We shall need to find those duvets and pillows. Isn’t it lovely here! Now finally I can be with my family all the time!” cried Elisabeth.

Soon, the beds were made and everyone was very sleepy, it had been a long day.

At eleven o’clock, everyone was in bed except Laura, she was still starring out of the window.

The family awoke late in the morning and Elisabeth was suprised to see four apples, a bottle of milk, four glasses, a loaf of bread and strawberry jam waiting for her on the desk when she went downstairs. Little did she know that Mayor Trunk had seen them arriving.

After a delicious breakfast, the family unpacket their many things. Oliver his medicine, Elisabeth the equiptment, Hannah the toys and flower and Laura- Laura was looking out of the window, a sad expresion on her little face.

Three hours later, the bottom floor was unpacked and ready for patients. Elisabeth looked at her youngest daughter worriedly, she had been sent to her aunt when she was born sice Elisabeth was too ill herself. Olivers sister was not very nice and sent her to a nearby villager where she was thought to be an orphan till a week ago when Micheal Dream reunited the family again…

Since then, Laura had not spoken a word with the Buttermilks and had eaten and drunken as little as possible. Elsiabeth took Lauras arm to take her upstairs, the little girl followed unhappily.

“Mummy has given you a nice book to look at and Hannah and I a pink and white ball to play with!” exclaimed Oliver, he was also very worried.

But upstairs, Laura sat at the window again. Elisabeth sighed, she had no idea what to do.

The family gathered around Laura who was still staring out of the window as her real mother took her onto her lap.

Suddenly, Lauras dull eyes lit up and crawled to the window again, she whispered one word;”Mummy”

Everyone looked out of the window, a figure was to be seen through the dirty glass window.

The family ran to the bottom floor and looked out of the window there. Laura whispereing Mummy all the way and being the first one at the window.

Confused, Elisabeth looked at her daughter, she was her mummy! But her father relised something and ran out the door to the rabbit.

He had remember that Laura had lived in Basswood Creek before she came back to them and they decided to move there, she had lived with a white rabbit with black patches called Chelsea Blackberry!

“Chelsea?” he asked questioningly

“Yes?”

Oliver sighed, very relived.

“Chelsea, I am Oliver Buttermilk, the Father of Laura, you know, you adopted-”

But Chelsea had already run to his house.

“Laura!” called a familiar voice.

“Mummy!” cried Laura excitedly, she was now smiling.

Elisabeth looked questioningly at her husband who quickly explained everything.

“I don’t want to stay here, I want to be with you!” the little girl said, tears leaking from her eyes,

“No, you must stay here, they are your family!” answered Chelsea though every part of her wanted to say yes, come with me.

“But-”

“No buts Laura, you must stay here, they are so happy that you are with them now, they never knew you were not at your aunts, they love you!”

“Here, this is for you, I only live across the village, you can visit me whenever you want but this is you home”

Tears appeard in Elisabeths eyes and Olivers, not to mention Chelseas and Laura, Laura smiled.

Now she began to talk all in a rush, how much she was sorry, how much she missed Chelsea, her life as an adopted orphan and how happy she was now. Chelsea simled as well, she knew that Laura was happy and therefore, she was happy too. Quietly the left the family

The Buttermilks were now a happy family and looked forward to opening their doctor and dental clinic but most of all, they were happy about being all together.

So, as you can see, these are some of my rescue figures. Micheal Dream part two is coming soon and I think I will write a doctor and dental story, gosh, there are so many things I want to post about!

Have a great weekend,

Emily

It was a lovely day in Sylvania, the villagers of Basswood Creek were all up and busy doing their everyday things. Chelsea Blackberry had just finished setting up her fresh produce on her stand, sonce today was a special day, she had made sure that she was awake at the crack of dawn so that everyone could buy her fruit, jams and juices.

Micheal Dream had come all the way from Oakwood Forest which was the other side of Sylvania to see visit Chelsea. He was from the Orphan Homecoming Society also known at O H S which had their main offices in Sylvanian City, the capital of Sylvania. Micheal recognised Chelsea immediatly from his sisters description.

“Hello there young rabbit, is this Chelsea Blackberry over there?” he asked pointing. He wanted to make sure that this was really the right person and that he would get the job done as quickly as possible.

“Yes, that is her” said the rabbit, she looked not much older than ten.

“Can I talk to her?” Michael asked

“Of course you can, would you like an apple?”

Michael was going to say no thank you but the girl had already pressed the juicy looking apple into his hand. “It is a welcome gift” she whispered.

“Yes?” asked Chelsea questioningly, shooing her two adopted daughters of the bench to make way for some sort of cards.

“Um, well…” he started” You know how you aaah …”

“Yes?”

“Well, I am Micheal Dream, I work for the Orphan Homecoming Society or OHS as it is commonly known as and I have come to let you know that…”

The rabbit girl whos name was Megan joined her Aunt at that point, she susbiciously narrowed her eyes at Mr. Dream.

“I mean to say that I have to take Laura and Connie back to their rightful reletives” he said all in a firm tone.

“I will take them now” Micheal said, grabbing the two girls and walkied fastly away. The two little girls were astonished to be dragged away and wanted to run back. Chelsea and Megan on the other hand looked dazed at each other, stunned.

“Mr. Dream sir, how come they were orphans in the first pla-” Chelsea called, turning around, but he was already gone and her two loved adopted daughters with him.

Chelsea started to walk on her tremmbling legs to the telephone to call OHS when her legs gave way beneath her and she fell on to the ground. “Henry” she whispered to her niece who ran away straight away.

Chelsea was carried to the Harvester Restaurant by the butler Douglas and Megan were she had to make do with a bed of two chairs, Douglas offered her a glass of water which she refused to take.

After about ten minutes of whimmpering, Henry Doormouse arrived to see Chelsea, they were very, very good friends. She stood up and fell into his arms and started to cry bitterly. Arlamed, Henry caught her, Chelsea usually never cried.

Megan too, who had been silent for all this time burst into tears and Douglas calmly gave her a hug, wondering where the two little one were since the nursery was closed, he asked this question aloud which resulted in even more tears from both of them. Little did he know that the cause of the problem was watching through the window.

Micheal had first visited the juice bar to find it abandonned except for two cards and because he felt hungry started to walk to the nearest restaurant.

Inside the restaurant, Megan was now telling the whole sorroful tale since Chelsea was too upseat. “and I gave him an apple as a welcome gift!” she exlaimed at the end. Micheal looked at the apple in his hand, he had a idea…

To be continued…

There is part one, part two will come soon! I also want to thank you all for all the lovely comments you leave on my blog, it makes my day!

Emily

Hello! Here is the post about my new figures. I purchased these thinking that they were newish with one patch of dirt one one little rabbit. What I got, was two adult milk rabbits with a lot of dust, a white adult rabbit with not quite as much dust but a slight dark stain on the back of its head. I also recived two middle child rabbits including the dirty one and two babys fro keri and cornors pram ride. The crawling one had no fur on his head while his sister had a large orange stain at the back of her head.

So here is what I saw when I opened the package.

Here are the things I got.

As you can see, this one is rather dirty.

See the stain?

These rabbits had a bit of a tail problem, I found the rest of the tail very easy to remove.

I painted some white pom poms this colour which I think is very similar to the skin colour of the rabbit.

Before

Dab of glue…

Ta da!

You can not see this very well but they were extremly dusty.

This little dress looks so sweet but I thought that it did not suit the milk rabbit sister all that well so…

Rose Caramel can have it! Her old dress is just too fancy.

After a touch of paint on his nose, Michael Dream is ready to go!

This is what the parents are looking like now (This is the mum or dad, they look the exact same!)

So here are my figures. The baby crawling will be a test person while his twin I am trying to save from the test figure box. Sadly, the dirty rabbit will also have to be a test figure for now…

Here are the pictures of Lifou and Mare!

Lifou above

Mare

Have a good rest of your week! I am going to post a story involving Michael Dream soon…

Emily