Bunny Snowball Novels & Stories

I hate the way that caused my heart to pang. I thought I was the only one he smiled at like that. I thought I was the only one he looked at affectionately. It is unsettling and hard to watch. It made me hate coming here, and I suddenly wanted to go home. “I got a white bunny, and I named her Snowball! She's so soft and fluffy!” The annoying person said, holding his hands over his chest as he thought of his bunny. His smile suddenly disappears, and he frowns at Walker.

Sarah said triumphantly, practically bouncing with excitement. I approached it slowly, feeling as though I'd stepped into some bizarre dream. The snowman had the classic coal buttons down its front, stick arms extending outward in a welcoming gesture, and a carrot nose. But the eyes—I leaned closer—the eyes were made of dark moon berries, not the traditional coal. "But where did the snow come from?" I murmured, reaching out to touch it. It was cold and wet, already beginning to melt in the spring warmth. "Someone must have brought it down from the Northern mountains," Emma suggested, circling the snowman with a critical eye.

Poppy took over before we could start fighting like two adults who should have known better. “I’ll be quick.” “And don’t forget the croissants with the crunchy ends.” “I won’t.” “And don’t buy the almond ones. Bunny is allergic.” I looked at Bunny, lying on the chair beside her. “Bunny is made of fabric, Pop.” “Bunny still has bodily rights.” Sebastian nodded as if that were a valid business statement. “Sure, Princesa.” Poppy kissed the iPad screen loudly. “Bye, Daddy!” “Bye, Capitano.”

Lately, she had been very punctual, always there after lunch. "Nicole, can I see Snowy and Ash?" Her hair was tied into a little bun. She tilted her head and smiled at Nicole, pressing an egg into her hand. A child's pure, unguarded smile could heal even the worst mood. Her grape-dark eyes shone like the brightest stars in the sky. Poppy loved the rabbits. She often squatted on the balcony watching them. She had even named the breeding pair herself. The balcony was enclosed with glass, and cardboard was laid under the cage, so it stayed pretty clean. Nicole brought the rabbits inside and let Poppy play with them.

We walked a little further until I heard it, soft slow sounds and I saw some lights my steps slowed as I turned to him “What is that? Knox didn’t answer as usual he just kept on walking. We stepped into a small clearing and I saw them. Bunnies, they were small and fluffy and hopping around without a single care in the world. Soft music was playing and there were lights all around the clearing i blinked and turned slowly to Knox. “bunnies?” He crossed his arms. “Yes.” I stared at him. “You brought me here for bunnies?” “B is for bunnies.” I couldn’t help it and I burst into laughter “You’re serious?” “Yes.” “This is your big idea?” “You said something fun.” “I did not expect this kind of fun.

What had he gotten himself roped into? "Dr. Odell, right on time." Bunny had a plastic bag full of white, silk flowers over one arm. "Come over here and I'll get you set up with a glue gun." "Okay." He walked across the room to a corner table. Streamers, bits of feathers, a bowl of mini-cowbells and lots of glitter littered the table. "What is it we're doing?" "Making mums, of course." She thrust the bag into his hand. "Everyone should have a mum."

In a sleepy little fishing village, a two-million- luxury SUV stood out quite a bit. Still, Kendrick didn’t think much of it—until he saw a man get out of the vehicle. Young-looking. Something about him felt… familiar. Just as he was about to take a closer look, Anna suddenly gasped, “Kendrick, come look at this!” He turned quickly in the direction she was pointing— A chubby brown bunny was peacefully munching grass beside a tree stump. “Getting excited just from seeing your own kind?” Annabelle shot him a glare. “There are foxes in this area too. Maybe you’ll meet your kind later and you can say hi.”

“Wh-what did you do with him?” “I hid him and his scent,” Grandma Nilsson proudly announces, hands already busy and lighting up an incense. “He is a bunny for the next two hours. Thank me later.” …bunny? I look down at the floor and almost die the cute death. A little, blue-eared, fluffy bunny is looking up at me with big, yellow and frightened eyes. Even his nose is twitching rapidly in what must be total existential horror. “Oh my god, Korrin!” I whisper-yell and kneel in front of my now tiny and helpless little mate. He doesn’t move so I pick him up, my heart going soft. “What did she do to you?!”

“Welcome back honey! How was hunting?” “ It was great! I gamed a doe! We will eat GREAT tonight!” “ That’s wonderful dear!” I watched as she got cleaned up so that we could go join the rest of the families to eat yesterday's hunts. Rabbit for dinner again. Man sometimes this stuff can be ugh. I need some good stuff to make, homemade pizzas or something. I can't wait to get back to civilization. I must say being out here is fulfilling, but it would be nice to rejoin society.