Indian watchamicallit

I had to write this for Social a year ago.

WHY THE SKUNK AS SERIOUS B.O. ISSUES
Sister Skunk strutted through the meadow grass. Sister Skunk took a whiff of the beautiful, Sun-baked, Sun-Season air. Sun Season was so stunning, since all the flowers and vegetation in Paradise were in full bloom, creating the delusion of a broken rainbow, laid shattered, stretched over the turf. A smile slowly crept across her face as she considered how much more beautiful she was than everything I have just described. She admired her multihued scales, and thought about how much more beautiful she was than a unicorn or a waterfall.
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Daughter Clam grinned. She had just thought of a unicorn kicking Sister Skunk over a waterfall.
Later that day, Brother Squirrel had stopped by to give Clam’s father, Father Deer, a message. There was going to be a very important gathering of all animals to decide if the bird should be able to sing, if the crab should have wings, and some other things. The meeting was the exact moment the Sun was at his peak of the lengthy hike he has to take through the sky each day.
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Sister Skunk walked by Rabbit’s burrow, and froze. She took a few steps back. Rabbit was napping in the sun’s rays. Sister kicked him awake. “HEY! Lazy! My, you’re looking awfully ugly today. Compared to me, you are an ugly, fat, little, muddy and grubby lil’ insect.” Something crawled into her ear and bit her. She brushed it away. Rabbit frowned. “Sister skunk, you have lots of things to learn.” He sighed and shuffled into his burrow. “seeester skueenk, yoo haeev looooooooots of dings to learnd!” mimicked sister rudely.
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Daughter Clam was about to dive into a nice little puddle of clear blue water to take a swim. Just as she took a breath and was about to jump, Sister Skunk stomped in the puddle, draining all the water out. “EWW! It’s a sea creature! Yuck!” Sister laughed. Clam felt tears forming. “Stop it, please, Sister.” She said. Sister laughed, and kicked Clam into the dirt. “Jealous, are we? Of course, I am so beautiful and you are the color of your foundation, Sand and DIRT.” Sister said.
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It was what we now call noon in paradise, and everyone was starting to gather for the meeting. After what seemed a century, the meeting started. Soon, it was decided that the bird could sing and the crab wouldn’t fly. Sister skunk giggled out loud. “Why should a crab fly? They are sooooo ugly! Oh, also… what’s up with Coyote and fox? You guys are so hideous!” All of a sudden, it went dark. A strange iciness crept down skunk’s spine as she powerlessly witnessed Coyote seizing her soul. Just as it was about to slip through Sister’s grasp, a warm light flooded in, and scared the darkness back to wherever it came from. Sister finally had control again.

Sister skunk opened her eyes. She looked around. Everyone was staring and gaping at her. The little fledglings were giggling at her. “What are you laughing at, you icky hairballs?” She said. She looked at herself, and then dropped to the floor unconscious from a reeking odor she was giving off.
When she woke, she started yelling at Father Deer. “What have you done to me? You’ve turned me black, white, and-uh!- furry! I am no longer beautiful! And I smell! What have you done?!!” “I have saved you from Coyote, who wanted to take your soul. However, I have heard that you have been ruthless and vain. Your punishment is that you now are as beautiful and colorful as you are inside, and you vent your evil ways and anger through body odor. This will be the same for all of your descendants for all of eternity,” Father Deer said. Sister Skunk shrieked and vanished into the thick vegetation, leaving an odious trail behind her.