Bunny Picnic Novels & Stories

He flashed me a sly smile. This asshole... "Don't you dare bring my dad into—" "Goodness, Evie," Jennie chuckled. "Samuel actually invited us because we are all going for a picnic." "A picnic?" I looked at them, flabbergasted. I had been informed of nothing of the sort. "What do you mean?" "As far as we know, a picnic means a picnic—when you eat packed meals outdoors at your preferred location. So, I don't know which part of this you don't understand, bitch."

She would be in her spell room, conjuring more magic potions or enchanting plants to give her more power so she can fix the world like she's always told him. He placed the bunny on the counter and grabbed a sandwich then he offered the Bunny a bite. The bunny nibbled gently at the crust, making soft noises of contentment every time the crunchy bread hit his tongue. Caleb laughed. "So good isn't it? You must have a lot of food on you because of all those berries you ate..." Caleb mumbled with a full mouth. When he caught the Bunny earlier it was busy feeding on blackberries, too distracted to have noticed the sneaky Tiger approaching.

“God, I felt like my heart stopped beating!” Elara bit into her muffin, thinking of the gray eyes... She chewed slowly at the thought of the eyes she hadn’t been able to find the owner of, watching her in that big crowd. “Yeah, see? That’s another perk of living here, where else would you get this much eye-candy to feast?” Lily nudged Elara. “Did you see the Duskbanes, though?” Sally squealed through a mouthful of crumbs. “God, what do these Lycans eat that makes them so edible?”

But here we were, and it felt like magic. As the sun began to set, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink, we gathered back under the cherry blossom tree. Jiro spread out the picnic food, and the kids eagerly dug in. Mina, ever the little lady, ate her sandwich daintily, while Hibiki devoured his food like he hadn’t eaten in days. “Mina,” Hibiki said through a mouthful of chips, “you’re lucky I didn’t run faster earlier. I could’ve won.”

And I confess I clicked a crapload of pictures. For lunch, we stop in a family park, under a giant banyan tree, we undo the picnic box that Zoya has packed for us before leaving the house. Inessa spread a pale blue blanket under the tree in the shadow, and we all settle down. Everyone is kind of tired with all the running and working in the museum. One of the reasons everyone is on the blanket is everyone is on the blanket, no running or chasing for now. Everything is scrumptious. The chicken sandwich, orange juice, cupcakes, strawberries, blueberries, corn salad is just perfect for the sunny weather.

Kevin and Graziel looked at her at the same time. "Hm?" Kevin replied. Junie's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Let's have a picnic!" Kevin and Graziel looked at each other. "A picnic?" they asked at the same time. Junie nodded eagerly. "In the garden! We'll bring sandwiches, juice, cookies and then we'll eat under the big tree!" She stretched both arms wide as if she could already see the entire picnic in front of her. "And I'll bring Mr. Fluffy!" Graziel laughed. "The bunny too?"

Sophia led the way, her eyes scanning the bustling streets for the perfect spot. They soon arrived at a quaint food store, where Sophia wasted no time gathering the essentials for their picnic. She selected an assortment of fresh bread, cheese, and deli meats for sandwiches, along with a bottle of chilled wine to complement their meal. With a quick sweep of her hand, she grabbed a soft blanket from a nearby shelf, completing their picnic ensemble. With their supplies in hand, Sophia tugged Alexander along as they made their way to the nearest park. The lush greenery and dappled sunlight greeted them as they found a secluded spot beneath the shade of a towering oak tree.

The sight is so sweet and beautiful, it feels romantic and intimate. “It's… a picnic?” I rasp out, speechless. My mates chuckle at my astonishment and I flush, catching my lower lip between my teeth in an attempt to hide my embarrassment but it doesn't do much, my face is already burning bright red, it's probably showing on my face. “Yes, moonbeam, it's a picnic.” Reagan muses. “Another? Didn't we already have one last week.” Damian snorts a reply. “That was more like a general celebration.” My brows creases with confusion.

She seemed to be full every time the men left. When I took water into Rebecca's room, I noticed her face glowing, and her tummy had grown bigger too. "Everly, come look! This is the bloodstone I'm growing. It'll come out in another month. After Mom sells it for a good price, we'll be living the high life!" I touched Rebecca's tummy and felt something move under the skin. I drew my hand back with a start. "Rebecca, is being a rabbit-woman really that great?" I couldn't help but ask. "Mom gave me a pouch of spices yesterday and told me to let it burn as I slept."

I always feel like shit if I haven’t done anything productive. “What do you think of a little picnic?” I ask Benny, “We could go to our favourite oak tree, have a picnic, and read a book and go to the park on the way home? Sound good?”, he lets out a deep soft woo. I put his food down and tell him, okay, and he immediately starts to eat. Food and Benny equal zero patience. Better check the weather app, “Ahh, look at that.” I grin. It’s going to be a sunny 26-degree day—a perfect day for a picnic. My phone starts to ring, “Hellwwo”, I try to stifle my yawn.