Yvonne woke to a rather unpleasant surprise. She was tied to a chair and surrounded by her pupil and her dog, both wielding threatening baseball bats. Well, actually, Savio was eating his baseball bat. But that is beside the point. The point is that Yvonne was being held hostage!
"Today you're going to finish the story, no matter what," said Angelica.
"But my Cicero translations!" Yvonne objected.
"Cicero later, story now," replied Angelica.
"I can't work under these conditions," snorted Yvonne. Savio offered her some of his baseball bat. She quickly but politely declined.
"Story," insisted Angelica.
"Fine, but later on we're going to have to really work on your communication skills," said Yvonne. She attempted to make herself as comfortable as she could be in the current (hostage) situation.
"So Daisy and Thistle stayed with their cousins for about a week, and each day was spent with one or other of the cousins in turn. By the end of that week Thistle had begun to avoid his cousins, and his sister Daisy, for that matter, as much as possible. Daisy didn't notice this. She spent all her time with the cousins, talking to them and doing things with them. She seemed to have become so obsessed with them, thought Thistle, that she was hardly herself anymore. Instead he noticed her acting more and more like the cousins: selfish, greedy, and angry; irritated when anyone else got something good, but always too comfortable with everyone she met; never sitting down to a meal unless it was gourmet enough for her or in large enough quantity, but always lazing around or worrying that she wasn't doing enough.
Thistle shied away from those things more often than he had before he met the cousins, and became a much better rabbit. But this created something like a gap between him and Daisy, and they could no longer get along. At the end of that week, when they were packing up to leave, Daisy suddenly announced, 'I don't want to go home. I want to stay here, and be successful like our cousins.'
'They're horrible rabbits,' said Thistle. 'I want nothing to do with them.'
'Then you want nothing to do with me,' said Daisy, raising her chin in the air in a cocky manner.
'No, I guess not,' Thistle said, rather sadly. Without saying another word, he turned around, and left the house, the cousins, and his sister Daisy."
Savio began to cry. "That was sad," he said.
"I don't get it," said Angelica. "I know there were rabbits in the story who chose to be mean, but I don't see how any of that shows us why they choose to be like that."
"Doesn't it?" said Yvonne, looking pleased with herself. "Oh, but it's so much deeper than you think. Look a little closer, and maybe you'll understand."
"It didn't end happily," cried Savio.
"Didn't it?" said Yvonne.
"Stop answering like that," said Angelica.
"I'm simply prompting you to think a little more," replied Yvonne. After she said this she somehow managed to untie herself from her chair. "Now! I have chores to do. I have piano lessons on top of a skyscraper I built myself taught by the ghost of Michelangelo. He took up music after he died, you know."