Little+Bear

Little bear

Little bear ran. Bullets flew close to his head. It was so close in fact, that it almost grazed his gleaming brown fur. His feet pounded on the damp moss as he darted from tree to tree attempting to avoid death. Little bear dived into his den, he would be safe now. But for how long? Now, if you would have seen little bear a few minutes earlier, he would have been catching fish at his favorite stream thinking what a lovely day this is going to be! Well, of course, he was wrong. At the moment he was huddled inside of his den knowing that he needed backup to get the hunter away. He whipped out his walkie-talkie and called the chipmunk officers. “I need backup at den 158 C and fast!” “Yes sir!” said the chipmunk. Soon came the chipmunks with acorn bombs and the squirrels with an assortment of poisonous berries. Then they promptly chucked all that they could find (including the acorns and berries) at the hunter. The hunter went berserk. Shot after random shot was fired anywhere and everywhere injuring several chipmunks and two squirrels. They needed more backup. Soon a second attack force was assembled. But THIS time it included ‘the crusher’ also know as big bear. Big bear was first to launch himself at the hunter, who at the moment was huddled against a tree gun at the ready hoping that there would be no more of the acorns coming in for he had some good sized welts on his head already. This was when big bear came crashing through the foliage and punched the hunter in the gut. The hunter then went berserk for the second time, and hit the very surprised bear on the head with the barrel of the gun. This knocked big bear out. The hunter took aim and…Little bear slammed a log into the hunters forehead. It was the hunters turn to fall unconscious. Little bear dragged big bear back to the den and the chipmunk doctors started to heal him. Little bear said “Alright, we need to get rid of this hunter, but the question is how?” Timmy the squirrel replied “Well…We might use some kind of pitfall as a trap, or perhaps a net?” “I think the hunter is to smart for that” little bear replied “This is war. We need to fight him head on.” “Yeah.” A chipmunk piped up. There were further choruses of agreement from the assortment of squirrels, chipmunks, and many other animals who happened to be there at the time. But Billy the ferret had a different idea… After it was dark, Billy snuck into the hunter’s camp and took his wallet and every thing in it. The next morning he reported to little bear. “Good job!” little bear cried “We can use this money to buy supplies we may need.” Soon some squirrels came back from the town (Soon I mean for a journey of 100 miles on foot) and told little bear that there would soon be their order of mini working tanks coming in. Two weeks later, every thing was ready; the troops were lying out of the hunter’s camp in wait. “Tell the others to jump out on my signal, then, as we planned, the army will head out in waves. Fire, than retreat. Tell the same to those up in the trees. Got that?” “Yes sir!” said a young squirrel who saluted then hurried off. Little bear yelled ‘Now!” And the first volley of acorns and berries hit the hunter square in the face as the walked into camp with some mushrooms which he hoped were edible. Then a roaring bunch of chipmunks ran at the hunter and hit his feet with tiny little rocks that were carved into daggers. These chipmunks were the first wave. Then, out from the trees, burst over 200 of the forest creatures each with an assortment of weaponry. “ATTACK!” They screamed as they surged forward leaping onto the hunter and hit him with what ever they had. “I’ll kill you all!” the hunter yelled “you rascally varmints!” The hunter shook all of the animals off of him and tried to stomp on all those on the ground. Little bear had to act. Little bear leaped forward and punched the hunter in the face then bit into his arm. Then the third wave came in. These were squirrels that were inside the mini tanks and commenced to bombard the hunter with fast flying rocks. The hunter did not take kindly to this so he ran at the tanks and kicked all of them. But all this time little bear was griping his arm in his teeth. Little bear promptly kicked the hunter and then slammed him into a tree and slashed with his clause until all that was left of the hunter was a piece of his jacket. At least, the only remotely recognizable thing of the hunter. The day after ward, big bear was all better and they had a party in little bears honor, for he had triumphed against the hunter. Little bear was proclaimed a war hero by big bear and every one live happily ever after. Everyone that is, except for hunter, because he is no longer alive.

The end