Fnaf Rabbits Novels & Stories

Khiron joined in immediately, his own laughter mixing with mine until we were both leaning against furniture because standing upright while laughing this hard was impossible. "The rabbit," I managed to get out between laughs. "That stupid rabbit caused all of this." "The rabbit that you screamed at like it was a serial killer," Khiron added, wiping at his eyes. "It jumped out at me!" "It's a bunny. A tiny, fluffy bunny." "With very long ears and too many legs moving too fast!" "Rabbits have four legs, Nia. The normal amount of legs." "It felt like more in the moment!" He chuckled, “fine fine. I'll stop now.”

They could still have kits and the Hares were a declining race who needed fertile no-furs now more than ever. From what Ink had gleaned from the Hares on the ship when a no-fur was bred by a Hare, they always had a litter of Hares. Never no-furs and very rarely were the Hares born Omegas, what they called "bunnies." The only bunny that Ink had met was Bright, and he was jealously guarded by his mate Tallgrass. Not that any harm would come to him on this ship. No Hare would raise a paw against a bunny.

Connor frowned. "What?" he questioned. We were already in front of my house. I looked at Anne, who grimaced apologetically. "It's just that..." Think, Caro, think "He has two names, yes, that's it." I smiled. Anne looked at me questioningly. "Yes," she said, somewhat confused. "My rabbit's name is.... Misifú Firulais." How awful. Connor turned to us, as he unbuckled his belt. "They named his rabbit twice, one after a cat and the other after a dog." he scoffed. He burst out laughing.

Rabbit whispered. ”what’s a boomer?” Rabbit shot up, wincing a sharp pain in his lower back struck him, “That’s like asking what ‘fr’ means” “No it doesn’t” “What does ‘fr’ mean?” Noah grumbled, placing a huge hand over his face. Rabbit let out a shaky breath, his eyes shimmering. He leaned into the palm of Noah's hand, closing his eyes. “An abbreviation of the country name, France?” “…” “Rabbit?”

he read, scanning the clipboard. “Sixty eight rabbits.”

He heard her say as she admired the pet infront of her. Kace turned beside the cage of the hamster and saw a rabbit staring down at her. She bent down to look at it closer. “Aww! What a cute bunny!” “That would be 150 dollars, miss. That rabbit is a rare breed. It came from another country,” one of the store assistants said. “Ah… I… was just looking at it. I… don’t have money to buy it.” She stepped away from the cage and decided to just go out of the store since she didn’t really have enough money to buy.

His dark eyes scanned the crowd gathered before him, not even pausing on me for a moment. "The hunting games begin in a few seconds!" Rafe's deep voice boomed out. "Here is the instruction. Three golden rabbits have been released into the woods. The first pair to capture one will be the winners and receive a special prize. Then the second and third pair will receive a consolation prize." His lips curled into a smile that didn't reach his eyes. I had no idea why but he looked like he was upset about something.

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.

Suddenly, his gaze frowns at the big monitor. He saw someone with a frilly dress sitting leisurely while three boys were fighting a monster that looked like a rabbit with a scythe in its hand. The rabbit was two metres in size and it was swinging its scythe dangerously to the three that were attacking it. “Big, Big Sis! This rabbit is too strong!” One of the boys, Heiytu Amiba, said to the person that Vaans had frowned upon. “I know but don’t you think the weapon is a little big for its size? Why not get it and use it for your own.” The person, who was a girl, smiled.

Text you later. I quickly silenced my phone and laid it on my kitchen counter before running out. I didn’t want to get stuck in a lengthy back and forth or having them ask to join. Fanny and I ran for so long we were both beyond exhausted. She proudly caught a rabbit and was upset our mates weren’t there to see it. I assured her she could do it again and she was happy with that. *Cade, we’ll make new dreams. Dreams I think are meant to change,* she said, as she laid down to bask in the sun.