Chapter Ten: Leppy, Is That Your Real Name?
"Oh yeah!" Robin laughed. "I knew it!"
Mr. Mackenzie smiled as Robin went to get his skis.
"Here you go, dad," Robin said as they swapped skis.
"That's my boy," Mr. Mackenzie said as he patted Robin.
"So, dad, what is this place?" Robin asked.
"This a district, son. Everyone goes here to buy clothes, eat food, or rent skates," Mr. Mackenzie explained.
"I get it now," Robin said. "Dad, do you remember where do I live?"
"Well, I quite remember it," Mr. Mackenzie said. "You once lived in a rabbit hole with your parents, Mr. and Mrs. Bunnyson. You were actually called Leppy Eastre Bunnyson. Some time later, me and my friends went to the forest. My friends spotted you, your family and other hares. They started shooting hares. They almost killed you but your parents saved you fro the danger. I felt sorry for your family and adopted you instead of shooting you."
"You mean, I'm really Leppy Bunnyson?" Robin asked.
"Why yes, Bethany renamed you Robin and treated you like a brother," Mr. Mackenzie said.
Robin began laughing so hard, "I didn't know I was called Leppy! Leppy the Eastre Bunnyson!"
Mr. Mackenzie chuckled, "That's a good one, my boy!"
"I think I wanna invite all the people to hear my rocking music," Robin wondered.
"Are you sure you can play instruments?" Mr. Mackenzie asked.
"Of course," Robin said as he pulled a foldable electric keyboard from his sweater. "Easter bunnies knows how to rock!"
Robin switched on the keyboard, set it to the maximum volume and start playing his rocking tune.
"Robin!!!" Mr. Mackenzie shouted as he covered his ears.
Everyone noticed it and got attracted with Robin. They started cheering and dancing.
"Oh yeah!" Robin shouted as he continued playing.
The district became a disco spot until Robin's music came to an end. After that, everyone clapped and cheered.
"Robin, son, that was...uh..very good. But will you play it in privately?" Mr. Mackenzie whispered.
Suddenly, a bunch of people start taking pictures of Robin. People interviewed him. The next day, Robin was on newspapers, radios, and televisions.
"Woah! I'm famous!" Robin cried.
"Oh, Robin! You can be the next E.B.!" Bethany said.
"E.B.?" Robin stuttered.
Meanwhile, somewhere in America, E.B. got angry when he saw the news.
"That Robin, he took my position!" E.B. yelled.
"Woah, calm down!" A chipmunk wearing a red hoodie said.
"I am not calming down, Alvin! I'm going to upstage him with a duel!" E.B. said in a revengeful voice.
"Upstage him?!" Alvin said in disbelief. "He's my friend!"
"We're going to duel. Whoever survives wins," E.B. said as he went to the computer to type a letter.
Alvin rolled his eyes, "I thought it is a duet."
After E.B. sent the invitation, he laugh like a villain.
"I'll get my fame back, Robin. Only if I can," E.B. mumbled as he made a sly face.
Mr. Mackenzie smiled as Robin went to get his skis.
"Here you go, dad," Robin said as they swapped skis.
"That's my boy," Mr. Mackenzie said as he patted Robin.
"So, dad, what is this place?" Robin asked.
"This a district, son. Everyone goes here to buy clothes, eat food, or rent skates," Mr. Mackenzie explained.
"I get it now," Robin said. "Dad, do you remember where do I live?"
"Well, I quite remember it," Mr. Mackenzie said. "You once lived in a rabbit hole with your parents, Mr. and Mrs. Bunnyson. You were actually called Leppy Eastre Bunnyson. Some time later, me and my friends went to the forest. My friends spotted you, your family and other hares. They started shooting hares. They almost killed you but your parents saved you fro the danger. I felt sorry for your family and adopted you instead of shooting you."
"You mean, I'm really Leppy Bunnyson?" Robin asked.
"Why yes, Bethany renamed you Robin and treated you like a brother," Mr. Mackenzie said.
Robin began laughing so hard, "I didn't know I was called Leppy! Leppy the Eastre Bunnyson!"
Mr. Mackenzie chuckled, "That's a good one, my boy!"
"I think I wanna invite all the people to hear my rocking music," Robin wondered.
"Are you sure you can play instruments?" Mr. Mackenzie asked.
"Of course," Robin said as he pulled a foldable electric keyboard from his sweater. "Easter bunnies knows how to rock!"
Robin switched on the keyboard, set it to the maximum volume and start playing his rocking tune.
"Robin!!!" Mr. Mackenzie shouted as he covered his ears.
Everyone noticed it and got attracted with Robin. They started cheering and dancing.
"Oh yeah!" Robin shouted as he continued playing.
The district became a disco spot until Robin's music came to an end. After that, everyone clapped and cheered.
"Robin, son, that was...uh..very good. But will you play it in privately?" Mr. Mackenzie whispered.
Suddenly, a bunch of people start taking pictures of Robin. People interviewed him. The next day, Robin was on newspapers, radios, and televisions.
"Woah! I'm famous!" Robin cried.
"Oh, Robin! You can be the next E.B.!" Bethany said.
"E.B.?" Robin stuttered.
Meanwhile, somewhere in America, E.B. got angry when he saw the news.
"That Robin, he took my position!" E.B. yelled.
"Woah, calm down!" A chipmunk wearing a red hoodie said.
"I am not calming down, Alvin! I'm going to upstage him with a duel!" E.B. said in a revengeful voice.
"Upstage him?!" Alvin said in disbelief. "He's my friend!"
"We're going to duel. Whoever survives wins," E.B. said as he went to the computer to type a letter.
Alvin rolled his eyes, "I thought it is a duet."
After E.B. sent the invitation, he laugh like a villain.
"I'll get my fame back, Robin. Only if I can," E.B. mumbled as he made a sly face.