The Unicorn Who Wanted Some Cheerios (an original story by me)

Once upon a time, there was a unciorn named Paul. He was pink and purple and sparkly.
One day, he was walking through his dark, creepy home land of 'The Happy Forest That's Not Dark And Creepy At All.'
"I want some Cheerios." Paul said. So he looked through his house but found no Cheerios. So, he went to the old weasel's house. He was very old. No one knew his age.
Paul knocked on the door. The old weasel opened the door. "What do you want, sonny??" he questioned.
"I was wondering if you have any Cheerios." Paul said.
"I don't got no stinkin' Cheerios! Get off my lawn!" The weasel shouted. "But..you don't have a lawn." Paul corrected.
"Well..get off my lawn anyways!!" The old weasel slammed his door shut. Paul decided to go to his friend's house for some Cheerios. His friend was a bunny named...well his name is...a little...umm...innappropiate so let's just call him Bunny. Paul knocked on Bunny's door. Bunny opened the door and said. "Hi Paul! Can I help you with anything?" Bunny asked.
"Do you have any Cheerios?" Paul asked. Bunny's eyes widened.
"YOU CAN'T PROVE ANYTHING!!!!!" Bunny slammed the door. Paul decided to go to an evil rat's house. The rat's name is Bubby. Paul keeps forgetting that Bubby is evil. He knocked on Bubby's door. Bubby opened it and said, "Oh another victim-I mean visitor!!" Bubby made an innocent smile.
"I was wondering if you have any Cheerios." Paul said.
"Cheerios? Why as a matter of fact I do! I'll go get them." Bubby said. He came back with a fresh box of Cheerios.
"Here you go, some poisonous-I mean NONpoisonous Cheerios!!" Bubby said, innocently smiling again.
Paul opened the box of Cheerios. "Wow, thanks!" Paul ate some Cheerios. Then, he stiffened and fell over.
Paul is now dead. He keeps forgetting Bubby is evil. I think we all learned an important lesson.
Never trust evil rats named Bubby.

~THE END~