Fred opened his eyes and shaking off the leaves from his coat stretched his legs. The burrow was warm. Winter has given into spring and he could already hear his mother in the other chamber.
As he wandered through the burrow, he remembered happily that he agreed to meet his best friend Benny for a game of hide and seek.
His mother called after Fred as he ran toward the burrow opening that would open out into the sunshine. “Don’t be late again! I’m making a special treat tonight.” She said.
Fred ran across the field toward the farmhouse where he and Benny met every morning to play.
Benny woke up late that morning. Startled at the late hour, he ran to the opening of his burrow eager to get to the field to play with Fred.
He hopped with all his might through the field towards the farmhouse and when he got there stopped for a breath. As he calmed down and began to look around for Fred he realised he left the burrow without breakfast. His little stomach began to growl, so he hopped to the farmhouse hoping to find something to eat.
When he got there, he saw something so special that he had to hop straight back to the field to find Fred. What he saw was perfect for sharing but he would need Fred’s help.
When Benny got to the field, Fred was waiting for him. “Where have you been?” Fred said.
Benny caught his breath. “Fred, you’ve got to see this! I’ve been to the farmhouse and there’s something you’ve got to see.”
The two of them ran as fast at they could to the farmhouse.
When they got there, Benny took Fred around to the farmhouse kitchen window where he showed his friend their prize.
Resting on the window sill was a perfect, hot apple pie that had been set there to cool in the morning breeze.
“This looks perfect! I’m starving!” said Fred. “But how are going to get to it?”
Benny looked at his friend’s long thin body. “Fred, stand up straight.”
Fred stood on his hind legs and stood up straight and tall.
“Perfect!” said Benny. “If you climb on my back and stand up straight, you can reach the pie!”
“That’s brilliant, clever you!” said Fred.
Benny struggled to hold still and strong as Fred clambered up onto Benny’s back. As they wobbled, trying to keep their balance, someone else noticed what they were up to.
Georgia, the farmhouse cat had been chasing some birds in the barn when she heard noise coming from the back door leading to the farmhouse kitchen. As she turned the corner, she saw Benny and Fred and instantly understood that they were trying to reach the pie in the window.
“We’ll see about that.” She thought and slowly moved through the tall grass towards them.
Fred stood tall and stretched with all his might. His little arms were just long enough to reach the pie. As the tips of his claws gripped the edge of the pie dish he turned his head and saw Georgia sneaking towards them.
She was just about to pounce when Benny looked over and saw her too. “Fred!” he shouted.
Just as she jumped towards them, Fred moved quickly and pushed the pie dish off the window ledge, sending it crashing onto Georgia’s head.
“Run!” Benny shouted.
Fred leaped off of his friend’s back and the two of them ran across the field back towards their burrows.
Looking back, Fred could see Georgia gaining on them.
“Quick, Benny! Follow me home. My burrow is closer!”
They ran with all their might and just as Georgia drew her claws out to reach them, they jumped into Fred’s burrow to safety.
“Just wait.” Georgia called after them. “I’ll get you for this someday.”
When Benny and Fred caught their breath, Fred mother called them. “Where have you two been?” Fred hung his head, too embarrassed to answer. Benny dropped his head too.
“Well, I told you not to be late again. So, if you can’t get home in time, you can’t have the treat I made today. Off to your room!”
Fred scurried off to his room with Benny trailing behind him. As they moved past Fred’s mum, they saw what was on the table behind her – an apple pie!
– The End