Once upon a time, there was a white bunny, who lost his other half. It made him sad and felt incomplete that was why he went out for a search.

He traveled up and low, far and wide until he met an owl hooting on a branch of a tree.

"Good evening Sir Owl," greeted the bunny. "May I trouble you with something?" he continued.

"A very good evening indeed little one," answered the dignified owl. "What might it be that bothered you?"

"You see dear sir, I have lost my other half. I've searched everywhere and can't seem to find it. Do you happen to see or pass by it?"

"Hmmm," the owl stroked his chin. "We do have the same condition little one, thankfully, my other half don't go that far. Have you looked over the common places where your other half might be hiding?"

"Yes sir, I have checked the common places. My other half is not good in hiding, that is why I think that this might be serious," said the distressed bunny.

"I'm sure that you will find it. There's a golden mouse living in a nearby cottage, you might try to ask him," advised the owl.

Full of hope and excitement, the bunny went on to see the golden mouse. He walked a considerable distance before he saw a moss-covered small cottage in the middle of the forest. He knocked softly at the door and called out the mouse.

"Hello good sir mouse, are you home?" asked the bunny.

"Go away, you big bad wolf!" replied a tiny voice inside the cottage.

"But I'm not a wolf," said the bunny.

"What do you want?"

The bunny hesitated after hearing such an unwelcoming attitude. He was about to turn to leave when he heard a loud crash inside the house.

"Is everything alright sir mouse?"

"Just go away! I'm not the golden mouse!" screamed the creature once again.

Disheartened by the display of the cottage's owner, the bunny turn to leave. He went on gloomily on his searched that he came in a pond one morning with a large duck waddling about.

"Good morning little-I mean, big duck," greeted the mouse.

"Quack, quack! Good day mister bunny, you don't look good."

Delighted by the duck's friendly response, the bunny smiled widely.

"You see little duck, I've lost my other half. Do you by any chance saw it?" asked the bunny.

"Quack, quack, I'm afraid I don't mister. But you still look delicious without it."

The bunny was taken aback, he didn't expect something horrible thought coming out from a young duck.

"But, aren't you herbivore little duck?" asked the disturbed bunny.

"No mister, you are misinformed. We do enjoy scrumptous meat once in a while," said the duck.

The bunny left without bidding farewell to the duck. He was so afraid that he might became someone else's breakfast, especially to a duck bigger than his house.

The bunny then ran for his life. Everyone he saw felt a threat. He never realized that away from home could be hard and cruel. He ran, and ran, and eventually he grew tired. He took refuge in and old deserted castle he found on the way. He curled comfortable on a dusty rocking chair he found on one of the rooms.

"Who dare sits on my rocking chair?" A loud voice echoed around the castle. It started the tired and sleepy bunny which he instinctively ran and hid behind an equally old and dusty bookshelf.

"Come out now or you might regret it," said again the voice.

Scared and trembling, the bunny slowly crawled out the bookshelf. He hung his head up an enormous figure before him.

"Oh, a white little bunny," said the enormous figure which turned out to be a smiling old man. He was wearing old fashioned and bulky clothing. If it weren't for the dusts and stains, it would have been an elegant garment.

"I-I thought that no one lives here my dear sir," said the bunny in a low voice. "I just want to rest this weary body."

"Oh, don't be silly," said the man. He grinned so widely that the bunny could see that most of the man's teeth were missing. "I mean no harm, do I look that scary?"

The bunny shook his head vigorously, "No sir, you are not."

"Well then, come and sit."

Hesitant about the offer, but the bunny slowly sat back to the rocking chair. He could never decline a good man's hospitality.

"You don't look good little bunny, is it just that you are weary?" asked the concerned old man.

"My dear sir, I have lost my other half. I have searched everywhere but I still can't seem to find it."

"Oh." The old man's face turned shocked. But then he laughed out so loud after a little while.

"I never noticed that you don't have your other half," said the still laughing man. "Is your other half that important to you?"

"You see sir, I feel so incomplete and unloved without it. That is why I must find it," murmured the bunny.

The old man laughed some more.

"Do you see this?" The old man shoved some of his gray hair covering his left face. "I don't have my left ear, but I am still the king of this old castle. It doesn't make me any less king," the old man said cheerfully.

The bunny's face lightened up. It occurred to him that he was not the only one with missing part. It was only in his state of mind that he felt incomplete. He began to feel happy and loved.

"Thank you my dear sir, now I understand what you meant." The bunny made a curtsy to the old man which he never thought to be a king.

"Oh, scratch the formality," said the king. "Let's just have a cup of tea."

And so the white bunny never felt sad in his life again. He did search for his other half once in a while, but it did not bother him whether he could ever find it.

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The story is based from my daughter's toys. Yeah, we did search for the bunny's other half, but we can't find it. But still, my little one plays with the bunny. Anyway, the cat and the lizard aren't in the story, but my little girl insists that they too should be in the picture >_<