Black Rabbit Show Novels & Stories

"Here, take a look." Darin stared at the rather unsightly rabbit figurine that had been thrust into her view, and it felt as if a voice echoed in her ears. "You're a young lady! Why are you climbing trees? Who taught you that? It hurt when you fell, right? Why are you crying? You're grounded! You won't come with us to the Starlight Harvest Festival to watch the lantern show!" "Don't cry. Didn't you want a rabbit figurine? I'll make you one."

He keeps the rabbit pelt in his helmet, and occasionally I catch a glimpse of impossibly white fur. When we stop for the night, deciding to camp out under the stars on a remote shoreline, I wait until Nash is a sleep before rolling over and pulling out my phone to call Arnold. He’s been a great lifeline to me, especially now that my parents are gone. “What do you know about moon rabbits?” I ask. “They’re incredibly rare,” Arnold tells me. “They’re only born during a lunar solstice and they only appear to shifters with pure hearts.” “Are they always white?” I ask.

“Why is this pink-coloured thing afraid of me…!?” A man with white hair, red eyes, like an appearance of a white rabbit, stands next to me. “Thing…? It’s a Fortune Rabbit.” Saying that, I stroke the pink rabbit on her back, where she calms down and rests on my lap once again. “What is that? A rabbit that brings good luck?” “Yes.” “…I need to borrow her for a while.” BOP BOP BOP. Hearing that, the rabbit stomps her foot on my feet again— and with a quick pace.

The third ring lands perfectly. The carnie blinks, then grunts, reaching for the smallest stuffed animal….a sad-looking rabbit with one eye sewn crooked. I don’t want it. I don’t want anything from this place except to leave. But I take the rabbit anyway, clutching it to my chest like a shield as I turn, and there he is.

“Is Daddy a bad person in your heart? Is that why you think Daddy’s bullying Mommy?” “Not so.” Sean shook his head as he stood up to switch on the television to watch Discovery Channel, his favorite show. A majestic wolf appeared on television. Right in front of it stood a weak and vulnerable rabbit that was trembling. The wolf’s gaze on the rabbit was unwavering. Julian felt rather awkward. “You think I’m like that wolf?” The moment he said that, the rabbit was torn to shreds by the wolf, its pure white fur tainted with blood.

“What trouble you bring this time, boy?” I held out the rabbit. “Found him in wire. Leg’s messed up.” Rourke’s expression softened—not at me, but at the creature. Still, it was the first time he didn’t tell me off for breathing the wrong way. “Hmph,” he said, taking the rabbit gently. “Good thing you got to it fast.” He glanced at me over the rims of his glasses. A long, measuring look. “You did right,” he said. That night, half the ranch gathered near the fire pit for a barbecue-slash-beer-slash-dumb-reasons-to-yell celebration. Apparently it was Old Man Briggs’ birthday—sixty-something, grumpy as hell, but beloved like a barn cat that refused to die.

I can't show myself thinking that this is a trap for me, for us. I remained hiding until she stood up, and I am right, it was her pet in her lap, a white bunny. I was looking at it while wandering around then I gasped when I saw it looking at me. I bit my lips, there is something in its eyes that I can not explain. It was just there, not moving while still staring at my eyes. Does that bunny see me?

He could imagine her walking around the street with no house to sleep in and he could just hope that she wasn't a spy like Jayden had said and then he heard her scream. “ Oh my gosh is that a rabbit ” She said staring at the white rabbit in Ryder's hands. “ Yes, I got it for you ” Ryder said. “ Wow really ” Mia said excitedly. “ Yes ” Ryder said as he passed the white rabbit to her which she collected happily from him. “ You like it ” He asked her. “ I love it... Thank you ” She said as she hugged the rabbit and she knelt down on the clean cut grass as she began to caress the rabbit's fur and she giggled.