Novel & Cerita Angry Rabbit

“This is how we do it.” Personally, I’d never had anything against Rabbit, but the way he’d been acting all high and mighty since Cracker’s accident, I couldn’t let that one go! Hell, the man was – so far – the only one who’d refused to apologize to her despite the whole club being responsible for her attack… “Fuck you!” he growled back and spat on the floor in front of me. “I’m not fucking pussy-whipped!” He spun around and--- and Prez was there!

The owner of the hand sat up in the dirt. It was a middle-aged woman, her clothes ragged, and her countenance drawn and weary. However, a closer look at her features told me she'd been beautiful when she was young. She held my gaze for a long moment before saying, "Get out of here. You don't belong here!" I thought she meant I'd intruded upon her territory. I gave a hurried nod. "I'll get out of your hair right now!" She called out after me, "Don't become a rabbit-woman! Get out of this hellhole! Don't trust anyone! Leave and never come back!"

Angelo smiled triumphantly at his thought- while the rabbit suddenly woke up from his deep sleep and looked at Angelo with astonishment in his eyes. Angelo felt the rabbit’s stares, so he grinned wickedly, which immediately startled the rabbit. The rabbit immediately ran away from Angelo and hid in the farthest corner of the house because of fear. Angelo touched his jaw and thought, “Are my smiles that scary?” Angelo just ignored the rabbit and focused his attention on the show on the television. He laughed loudly because of the gag show shown on the television. The skits are funny, and the comedians were also entertaining- he’s enjoying what he is seeing.

Rabbit replied smoothly despite his pounding heart and spinning vision, “but if you leave marks, management charges extra.” Money. Always redirect to money. The customer cursed under his breath but finally leaned back. Rabbit smiled again. Nyx smiled again. Even while his throat throbbed. Even while anger burned hot beneath his skin. And the moment he escaped that room— The smile vanished instantly. By the time he reached the employee bathroom, he was furious, bile practically sitting at the end of his tongue. “Fucking asshole,” Rabbit hissed, gripping the sink tightly. His neck already turning a purple hue.

Notice: Hi. This is the author of “Down the Rabbit Hole”. This is a short notice that everything in this story is purely fictional. All characters, settings, and pieces of information are purely all from the creator’s mind. Others, that you may find similar to what you have seen, you have read, all of those are purely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any matter without prior notice or permission of the copyright owner. It’s a world of fantasy to be in, and a world where we can runaway, so hold on, Mi Estrellas.

Ambrose said with a blank face. "Put the rabbit down," I said slowly and laughed nervously. There was something different in his eyes. his usual bright green eyes were dark, almost black. "Ambrose let the rabbit go," I said again when he didn't listen to me the first time. I nearly screamed as Amber suddenly grabbed the rabbit's neck and I heard the sickening cracking sound. The rabbit lay limp in his hand as he had snapped its neck in half. "What the hell? What did you do that for?" I cried.

It hopped playfully, unaware of the tumultuous emotions that ravaged my heart. In that moment, something primal within me stirred. Frustration, anger, and the need for release surged through my veins. The rabbit became an outlet, a conduit through which I could channel my turbulent emotions. I launched myself forward, swift and decisive, closing the distance between us in an instant.

Rabbit. I threw an apple at her as hard as I could and missed. Then another, it knocked her over, her balance thrown off. I dove for the rabbit and landed a few feet from it. Evil little Maxine growled and lunged for me as I grabbed a stick off the ground and I swung it around wildly. She grabbed the branch from me and snapped it in half, her mouth opening, showing me sharp teeth and oozing blackness coming out from her mouth.

15. At the sight of trouble, the worker in coveralls drops his hose and runs for the kitchen door. Angry Fox socks his rifle to his shoulder, aiming at that fleeing head, but Pink Bunny shoves the barrel aside with an oversized paw. Pink Bunny says something muffled by plastic and fake fur. Angry Fox shouts back, louder but equally unintelligible, before ripping the barrel from his friend’s grip. The worker disappears into the building, the door slamming behind him. The forgotten hose rolls across the concrete, spurting water.

For some reason, Klick didn’t like that. It wasn’t difficult to find Rusty. In fact, Klick wondered why it took him this long to get this information. The werebunny boy was munching on his salad alone in the dark gym equipment storage room when Klick found him. Rusty didn’t seem alarmed. If anything, he sounded annoyed. “What do you want? I’m not open for business yet, it’s lunch now. Come back later if you want to fuck.” Klick made a face. They said rabbits were mild-tempered creatures. Why was this one so hostile? Nevertheless, he got straight to business.