There was a legend passed down by the elders in a village of hamsters located at the top of Breezy Hill. It was said that at the bottom of Breezy Hill, known as the Lair of Rats, was an extremely dangerous land that should never be ventured into. However, this was just made up to keep the hamsters from interacting with the rats, even though the two species used to live in harmony.
A young and arrogant hamster, Chippy, was curious, and pestered Granny Whiskers to tell him more.
“Granny, I want to hear more!”
Granny Whiskers, wanting to teach Chippy a lesson about humility, told him that deep in the Lair, there was a valuable treasure.
“I warn you, do not attempt to find the treasure, or you’ll get eaten by the rats!”
Chippy, being the arrogant hamster he is, resolved to obtain the treasure to prove that he was “the best”.
“Those silly rats are no match for me!”
Chippy didn’t have any friends because he was too proud, but he longed for some. He thought that if he became “the best”, other hamsters would become friends with him.
One afternoon, Chippy wandered into the Lair of Rats, but without any directions, he wandered aimlessly, heading deeper into the Lair. He eventually reaches a rat village, and gets spotted by the vicious rats.
“It’s those rats Granny talked about. I’ll teach them a lesson!”
Chippy marched into the village, and upon spotting him, the rats started growling at him.
“What are you doing here, hamster? This is rat territory, leave or else we’ll eat you!”
They bared their sharp teeth at Chippy. Since the rats were larger in both size and numbers, Chippy got frightened, and fled the village.
“Those rats are scary!”
Panting and out of breath, Chippy stopped running and looked around him. He was lost in an unfamiliar place. Night had fallen, and he didn’t know the way home. Tired and shivering, Chippy settled down the soft grass to rest his tired feet.
“Granny, I’m sorry I didn’t listen to you! I don’t care about the treasure anymore. I don’t care about being the best. Please come save me!”
Suddenly, the grass behind Chippy rustled. Startled, Chippy turned around, and to his horror, he saw a rat!
“Please, I beg you, don’t eat me!”
The rat approached Chippy and smiled.
“My name’s Poppy. Don’t worry, I’m not like the others, I won’t eat you. Want to be friends?”
Breathing a sigh of relief, Chippy introduced himself, and explained his situation to his new friend. Poppy listened, and when Chippy finished, he smiled once more.
“Don’t worry, I’ll get you back home! I’ve always wanted to leave this place, but the elders disallow it by passing down some silly legend. Follow me!”
Poppy set off under the moonlight, with Chippy close on his tail. They avoided other rats, sneaked past snakes and hid from the owls. They passed by the village of rats, but to their surprise, they saw an owl attacking it!
“Oh no, what should we do? My friends are all going to get eaten!”
Chippy looked at his friend, then he looked at the rats screaming and running in fear. Suddenly, he had an idea. Running to the center of the village, Chippy took in a deep breath, and shouted at the top of his voice.
“Everyone, calm down! I know of a place where you can be safe from the owl! Follow me!”
Heads turned, and one of the rats spoke out.
“Why should we trust you? You’re a hamster!”
Chippy was exasperated, and just when he was about to give up, Poppy came to his aid.
“Please, believe my friend! He means you all no harm, hurry or you’ll all be eaten!”
Trusting in Poppy, the rats reluctantly followed Chippy and ran to the top of Breezy Hill, home to the hamsters.
“What are you all doing here!?”
One of the hamster elders yelled at the rats; he was furious. He turned to Chippy.
“What have you done, you foolish hamster!?”
“Elder, this is no time to be arguing, there’s an owl-“
Just then, the owl landed in the middle of the village of hamsters. The hamsters and rats panicked, and scattered all over the place. Chippy had to figure out how to scare the owl away immediately.
“Everyone, gather around the middle of the village! We’ll scare the owl away with our numbers!”
All of the rodents obeyed without question, and formed a sea of white and gray in the middle of the village. They bared their sharp teeth, growled, and charged at the owl. The owl, realizing it was outnumbered, flew away in fear, leaving the hamsters and rats tired, but safe.
“Hooray for Chippy, the savior of our village!”
Everyone crowded around Chippy and pet him affectionately. Chippy blushed; the others had finally accepted him. From then on, the hamsters and rats lived in harmony at the top of Breezy Hill, and if you ever see a frightened owl flying from that direction, you can guess what happened!