The Rabbits, the Unicorn and the Witch

Once upon a time, there was a Little Rabbit, with long ears and living with two of his older brothers. The three of them were living in a cabin, lost in the middle of a forest where the sun was unknown.

Suddenly, three knocks on their door. He went to open it, a pure white unicorn was standing there, majestuous. On its left, a witch, wearing black with a hooked nose and the typical pointy hat.

"Would you let me in?" The Unicorn asked.

"And me as well!" The Witch said.

Upon the ruckus the two potential guests were making, the brothers made their way to the entrance.

"We only have one room left." The Older said.

"We can only welcome one of you." The Cadet said.

After thinking for a bit, the Witch made a plump pumpkin appears with a spell.

"If you let me in, this is yours." She said in a hoarse voice.

This definitely seemed like a great offer for the rabbits but the unicorn started shouting.

"Do not let her in! Her spells are made by killing children!"

The Rabbits and the witch looked at her, shocked.

She knocked the pumpkin from the Witch's hands which crashed on the ground. An eye rolled out of the smashed flesh of the fruit.

"See? What did I tell you?"

"What? Don't believe that unicorn! She put it here on purpose! I did nothing!" The Witch tried to defend herself.

That was proof enough for the Eldest brother, he took a step forward with his arms crossed.

"Witch, you are a murderer. How could she swindle you with hooves? Cadet, tie her up, we can't let her run out of here."

The Cadet grabbed a rope nearby the entrance and tied the witch that already gave up the fight.

The Witch was then sat against the wall of the little home of the Rabbits.

"Thank you, Unicorn, you probably saved us from a tragic fate." The Eldest said.

"Come on in and share a meal with us." The Little Rabbit said.

The Unicorn passed the door, a warm fire welcomed her.

The Unicorn and the rabbits spent the evening talking and eating and night fell so quickly.

At night, a scream, closer to a howl actually, from the outside.

The Little Rabbit went to investigate, it was the Witch. Eaten, almost completely, her eyes hanging out of her sockets and her stomach torn off by a powerful jaw. Blood, everywhere, how did it happen? But that was not the rabbit first thought, his first reflex was to cry and mostly puke to add another layer of fluids on the body.

He could not move, not after witnessing this and spent the night here, frozen with death in his eyes.

In the morning, the Cadet found the Little Rabbit standing there, shivering from the cold and the shock.

"What happened?" he asked.

No answer from the Little Rabbit. He went to take a look and another glimpse at the horror took place.

"Did you do that?" the Cadet asked while trying to stay composed but shaking.

Still no answer, this time the Cadet went to take a look at his brother's face.