Author's Note: Sorry everyone; I forgot my end-of-story acknowledgements for Stories from the 4077. So I'll do it now:

Thanks go to beahawk, bloodredcherry, Lady Nightwisp, maximum4077, and Texas Bluebonnet for their reviews.

Thanks also go to beahawk, neo-laydee and Lady Nightwisp for adding this story to their Watch/Favorites.

"No, Major Burns! Please don't!"

Hawkeye and I turned from where we were standing at the mess tent at the sound of Radar's voice. I saw Radar running after Frank with a rabbit under each arm.

"Is that Carrots and Hoppy?" I asked, referring to Radar's two rabbits that I had helped take care of when Hawkeye was gone once.

"I think so," Hawkeye replied as he started to follow. "Frank, what are you doing?"

"These beasts are unmilitary!" he answered while heading towards the edge of camp.

"Sorry, Frank," Hawkeye retorted. "They don't make military uniforms that small. You'll just have to deal."

Frank glared at him. "I don't mean like that."

And with that, he tossed one of the rabbits into a bush a few yards away.

"Oh no, Carrots!" Radar looked close to tears.

"Don't worry," I said before running off to retrieve the small fluffy bundle.

Carrots took off once I got close to him. I don't blame him. I hope he'll at least trust Radar after this.

He led me farther from camp. I heard Hawkeye yelling something that sounded like a warning, but he was probably just being overprotective. I heard the whine of a plane overhead and then there was an explosion, pain, then nothing.