Magnus Diridian

07:51 am: A story
Well,someone once told me that I could tell a story,so here goes...

Robbie's summer day.



Chapter won.

It was a nice bright summer day in July,and it was Robbie's big day! Robbie,the 8 year old Raccoon,was going to the ice cream store! He'd dreamed all year long of having a hot fudge sundae,with red white and blue spinkles! He'd saved,and saved,for his favorite treat,and now the big day was finally here!
He opened his big hazel eyes,looked around,and with a sudden burst of happiness,remembered the treat he was going to have. With a squeal of glee,he leaped out of bed,and hurriedly began dressing. On went the shorts, socks,sneakers,and finally his big red t-shirt that had a big blue birdy on the front.
Then he reached over to his piggy bank and shook it. Coins!! Coins!! The shinys were inside!! They jiggled around with a happy rattle,and removing the cork at the bottom of it,he carefully shook out his savings. There was JUST enough,and with a happy giggle,Robbie put them inside his pants pocket. Running downstairs,he passed his Grandmom in the living room...

"So where are you off to?",She asked.
"I'm going to get Ice Cream,Grandmom!!", Replied Robbie.
"Good for you,honnie. You just be careful now,and have a nice time!!"
With that,Robbie ran outside,chirring happily at the thought of his 'coon sundae,just WAITING for him at the Ice Cream Parlor,which was just down the street.

Chapter tue.

As he opened the big glass door,Robbie was greeted by the sights and smells that only an ice cream store can offer! Posters were everywhere,showing all the tasty cool confections that were being made,right in front of him!! He began to jump for joy,and bouncing over to the counter,a young foxie greeted him with a friendly expression.

"So what can I do for you,little 'coon?"
Robbie replied,"I wanna hot fudge sundae,with red,white,and...blue,um...spinkly thingies!!"
"Okies,hon. It'll be just a minute" She said.

Robbie could hardly wait for it to be finished. Thoughts of choclate fudge and creamy vanilla were racing around in his little 'coon mind,and his tail twitched with eager anticipation of the feast to come.
Putting it on the counter before him,she rang up his bill and watched in bemusement as he counted out the correct amount and placed it on the counter next to the sundae.
"Ok,that's good enough. You be good now,and come again soon,ok?"
"Okay!!" Robbie replied. With that,he gingerly picked up his sundae, took a spoon from the container next to it,and happily jiggled out the door to eat in the shade of the tree next to the parlor.

He just couldn't wait!!

Chapter thriee

He bounced over to the sycamore tree,which was beautiful in July,and went to sit down. Plopping down on the soft green grass,he began to unwrap his spoon,chirring happily of the concoction in front of him and his hands were so trembling he almost spilled the sundae!!

Suddenly,without warning,the sundae was torn from his grasp and smashed on the pavement. With horrified eyes he looked into the face of his mother,Sylvia.
In a loud voice,she asked"Did anyone tell you you could come down here?"
"Mommy...please...no,my sundae..."
People were watching. Tears began to run down his little mask as he watched his ice cream begin to melt in the hot summer sun.
"ANSWER ME,GODDAMN IT!!" She screamed. "DIDN'T WE TELL YOU NOT TO GO OUT???!!!"
"I'm sorry" said Robbie. "I didn't mean to..."
With that,She smacked him across the face,hard. Robbie's head spun around,and all he could see was the triumphant look on his mother's face,and the glances of the people looking over,as he was embarassed once again. She would NEVER hit him at home,oh no. Only in front of OTHERS,when the FUCKING BITCH had a fucking AUDIENCE,would she so humiliate him.
"Just wait till your father hears of this" She crooned. "Oh,just you wait...till we get HOME!!" Pulling him by his arm,she dragged him over to the car,a purple amc gremlin,and pushed him inside. Starting the car,she put it in gear and drove swiftly down the street to their home.
Once inside,his father Francis was waiting.
"So what's he been up to now?" He growled. She replied,"oh,little son of a bitch was at the ice cream store. Had a nice big sundae,all ready to go. I took care of it."
Tears were rolling down Robbie's face by now,and yet he was numb inside,the familiar feeling was creeping over him once again.
"Go upstairs to your GODDAMN room..."His father,who was a bear,replied. "I'll be up shortly"

Chapter fore

Robbie padded upstairs to his room,tail dragging on the floor,thoughts of nothing more than the beating he was about to recieve.


????????? fuck. You know what,this FUCKING STORY is pissing me off too much to write any more,for obvious reasons.

I'm GLAD my father is dead. I'm glad I don't see my mother anymore. The fucking bitch needs to die so she can go burn in hell with her FUCKING beloved.