The Helpful Vine

There once were two squirrels that were the monarchs of the forest. They were both queens and sisters. The Queen, named Queen Acorn, and her sister, Queen Nut, were terribly distraught that their wise rabbit had left them. “How will we live without our dear rabbit?” Acorn whined.

“My Queen, I will assemble five squirrels and five rabbits to find him and I swear on my tail that they will find him,” one squirrel said.

“Yeah, but who trusts you with something so important?” Another piped in, “I certainly don’t.”

“Sister, do you think that they will find him?” Acorn asked lightly through choked tears.

“Of course they will, but I think I should be the one to choose the animals.”

“Yes, sister I believe you should.”

So they chose the five healthiest squirrels and the four healthiest rabbits. Then they picked their smartest rabbit and off they went.

From that day on, the beloved Queen Acorn got weaker and weaker with sadness. After a month she wouldn’t leave her room. It scared Queen Nut to see her sister in so much sadness, so as a gift she gave her a vine and placed it by her bed while Queen Acorn was asleep. When Queen Acorn awoke she noticed the vine and went to touch it. The moment her claw touched it, the vine started to talk.

“Finally, someone touched me!” the vine said.

“Excuse me, but why are you talking?”

“Me? Oh please, I’ve been able to talk for ages. You aren’t the only things that can talk”

“Ok, then… I sort of don’t want to talk, so don’t bother me”

“And why is that?”

“I am grieving so leave me alone”

“And why is that?”

“My, wisest rabbit has left me,” the vine laughed.

“Are you serious? That’s the problem?”

“Yes, and stop laughing at me before I throw you out of my woods and off a cliff.”

“I’m sorry, I just know that rabbit that left you, he was a smart one too.” Instead of making Acorn feel better, he made her start crying more than she was already.

“I’m sorry, again, but I want you to know that he left because you were relying on him too much and you didn’t make your choices by yourself.” The vine continued, “I think he didn’t understand what he meant to you but his leaving will help you in the long run.”

“Yes, I guess so, but a man swore on his tail that he would find him,” the Queen replied.

“Well that stinks for his tail then.”

“Yes, I guess so.” The Queen put a small smile on her face, something that hadn’t been seen in a month. She got up and went outside of her tree and went into her woods.

Moral: Don’t rely on somebody else.

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