So there's this forest, right, a big green and brown--and the occasional yellow--forest. The air swims among the trees like mermaids and fish, and the deer graze in gangs (a tough kind of gang, too. You don't want to look at them the wrong way or they'll come at you and you don't want a gang of deer comin' at you. Trust me.). In the middle of the forest, near a small particular cluster of trees, lives a bunny. He's sorta lonely. He was so lonely he once asked the gang of deer if he could join them but they just laughed and galloped off.
So, one day (i.e last Wednesday), another bunny moved into the forest, not too far from his particular cluster of trees.
He's not so lonely anymore.