Buttercup Bunny Novels & Stories

I stared at the cause of the distraction just to see her hugging the bunny I brought home. The little creature was fighting for its life in her arms while she was crushing it from excitement. The bunny finally met someone more fearless and dreadful. “Can I keep it! Please, please, please!” The scene was entertaining, and I couldn’t stifle my amusement even if I tried. There was no one in the pack more capable of nurturing such a weird creature other than her. “Only if you promise never to make silly requests.” “I promise! Thank you, Uncle Chief!”

swatting at his hands as she leaned away, trying to catch her breath. Just then, a soft rustle echoed near the edge of their blanket. Kaliyah turned her head, her eyes widening when she spotted a small, fluffy white bunny next to them. "Oh my goodness," she gasped, smiling brightly. "It’s so cute!" She reached out slowly, and the bunny, surprisingly calm, allowed her to lift it gently into her arms. "Look," she said, holding it out toward Levi. "It’s so fluffy and soft!" She nuzzled the bunny against her cheek, and it nestled into her touch, clearly enjoying the affection.

I set the plate in front of Aurora and she gasped like I had just performed actual magic. "BUNNY PANCAKES!" She grabbed her fork and then stopped and looked up at me with her mouth hanging open. "You made the bunny shape! I knew you were my Mommy! She always made the bunny shape! Exactly like that! With the ears and the tail and everything!" My hand tightened on the spatula. "Bunnies are pretty easy to make‚ sweetie‚" I said‚ keeping my voice light. "Most people make them the same way." "No they don't. The nanny tried to make bunny pancakes once and they looked like blobs. Daddy tried too and his looked like a potato. But yours look exactly like my Mommy! You are my Mommy!”

I had finally started to get my junior to calm down and stop pocking at the sleeping girl on my body and just when it had started to see reasons with me, Bunny’s hand suddenly reached down for it and surprisingly held it without fear and even rubbed it for some seconds to feel what it was before murmuring about where the stick came from and why something as long and huge as it was underneath her belly and poking her. I was completely dumbstruck when she did that, I didn’t know what to do or say, I just sucked in air and tried to be as immobile as possible to see what her next action would be, but she just pushed my junior to a corner so she could continue her sleep without it interrupting bu

Shaking the thought away, I got dressed and headed downstairs, hoping to grab something small before school. The kitchen smelled of toasted bread and coffee. Mrs. Caster looked up immediately. "Good morning, Alyson! "Good morning." "There are pancakes, eggs and fruit. Help yourself." “I’m not hungry, I’ll just have an apple.” “That’s nonsense, you are not leaving till you eat something.” "Okay, I'll just have some toast." As I reached for a slice of bread, Leon appeared beside me. To anyone watching, it looked as though he was simply reaching for the butter.

"Bunny is strong, honey. Her mom is strong, too. Her hobby is petakilan. Bunny will definitely be a boy." "Whether it's a boy or a girl is the same for me, darling." Thomas said. "Twins?" asked Olive with her eyes wide open. "How come I'm scared of twins?"

A bubble began to form. “It’s probably the sun warming up the gas inside. We should probably get back,” I said. I don’t consider myself an expert in these matters, but it seemed a plausible explanation. We all stepped back as the bubble grew bigger and bigger. It reached beachball proportions and then it popped, and a rabbit jumped out. It looked like the rabbits we hunted, except for one thing: the long horn growing out of the centre of its head. “Fooking hell,” said Flossie. “It’s a bunny unicorn!”

Following a recipe on YouTube, I was able to prepare something nice. Crystal was so delighted and ready to go over the moon. "Oh my gosh! You made it for me! I can't believe you did it!” She was so delighted and hopped and jumped about. Then she finally came to wrap me in a big hug. "You're the best bunny in the world!" No way. How do I explain to her that I'm not a bunny? “I'm gonna tell Lottie I have a bunny friend who cooks rice for me!"

This wasn’t for me. *** I hate how short Sundays are. Is the only thing I think when I board the bus early morning the next day. I’m babysitting some kid today, a fourteen-year-old girl whose parents need a reliable person to guard their treasure for one afternoon. I swear that’s what it said. Some people just have the strangest combination of words.

“Wanna tell me why your aura is so sad?” I started to whisper everything that had happened with Auggie. Mrs. Hillel walked in, cutting off our conversation, simultaneously making me irritable. I still don’t like what she did the last time we were here. “Today, I have brought you all a little treat.” She lifted up a cage full of baby bunnies. I have a bad feeling about this. She began to hand them out to each of us. I took my little white bunny and held it close to my chest, as if I could protect it. Once everyone had one Ms. Hillel snapped her fingers and the bunnies began to convulse in our hands.