Fruits Basket Bunny Novels & Stories

Hazel wandered into the garden, where her newfound rabbit friend eagerly awaited its morning treat. She offered a handful of vegetables, particularly favoring the carrots. Wyatt's voice, unexpectedly close, made her turn. He held two coffee mugs in his hands. "So you two have become friends," he remarked, kneeling beside her. Hazel cradled the bunny in her hands, rubbing its nose affectionately. Wyatt issued a playful warning, "Be careful; it might just bite your nose."

“Lots of sugar!” Mama Hazel, with a twinkle in her eye, produced a small sugar bowl from her bag of tricks – a canvas tote filled with an assortment of toys, crayons, and other treasures for impromptu play. Theo, his eyes wide with delight, scooped a generous helping of imaginary sugar and sprinkled it into Bunny’s teacup. “Now, Bunny is happy,” he declared, beaming.

Laptop, pen holder, planner, printed mood boards, sticky notes, my purse, files and…a fruit basket. An actual fruit basket, but problem. I never had a fruit basket. I didn’t have one on my desk before stepping out earlier, so I shouldn’t come back to one sitting right there. I moved to it quickly of course, already suspicious. But tell me why upon reaching my desk, my seat, examining the basket carefully, pulling out stuff, fruits. My hands suddenly reached a banana and… It felt smooth. Really smooth, but with a little bumpy thing at the head area. It was green, and beautiful. Full. Fresh. Thick.

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.”

Scawy Moniestars That was the first thing in little Jessy’s mind as she flipped her pretty poppers open. She had just had a scary dream where a big bad ugly bunny had been chasing her and she had even fallen at one point and hurt her arm. The bunny was nothing like the beautiful, soft bunny that had belonged to one of the Beta’s children back at her previous home. Ever since the day she had felt that bunny, Jessy had wanted a bunny for herself.

LUNA POV The cold breeze welcomes me as I went out of the house today. The weather is fine and it invites me to have a walk outside. I saw Mrs. Fox coming with a basket in her hands. "What's that Mrs. Fox?" "Oh, dear, these are oranges, apples, and some bananas. There are fruit trees near the place. You might want some," she offered. I nodded and she gave me an orange. My eyes spark with joy as I look at the orange. I peel the orange and pull the orange segments then eat.

I nodded my head, three of us went near our favorite cotton candy stall we had our favorite flavors cotton candy, later went near a claw machine, bunny is expert in this I asked her to get a rabbit, she caught it so easily like a pro, sals asked to get her a doraemon, she gave it to sals finally she got a baby girl toy, I asked "why this?" bunny blushed and said "I'm feeling like having kids now" I said "ohh, so soon I might become godmother" bunny chuckled and replied "if god helps"

Jai and Darrion walked together in the plains. Darrion was holding a blue bunny as big as a calf with a smile on his face. The bunny didn’t seem to protest and instead, it tried to lean its back to the windlet often, as if trying to get even more closer. There were several blue and green rabbits with the normal giant size hopping alongside the two humans. One particular bunny bigger than the rest, almost the size of an elephant but still considerably shorter than the trunked animal, was walking on Jai’s right. The bunny’s pace was slow, as if trying to match Jai and Darrion’s footsteps. It didn’t seem to be alerted at all walking beside the two and seemed very relaxed.

My eyes lit up, and I plucked a grape, wiping it on my clothes before popping it into my mouth. So sweet. Nearby stood a tall tree with wooden benches and a table built around its trunk. I walked toward it and sat down, with Felly and Ria following. I lifted Abby and placed her gently on the table. A woman approached us and handed over a basket of assorted fruits. “Thank you,” Felly told her, and the woman left. “Luna,” Felly said softly, pushing the basket toward me. I smiled and took a piece. Silence stretched between us—thick, uneasy. I could feel Ria and Felly’s nerves like shifting air around us.

"Forget the fruits, darling," Laurent declared, his feathered sleeves fluttering like a panicked bird as he reached into the basket. "I'll have the chefs prepare something nice for you.” “Plesse don't involve the chef or what not, a fruit would do…. For now.” I smiled. He sighed. “Then I'll peel an apple for you. I can actually make them bunny shaped if you want.” He said excitedly. “Actually, a tangerine would be nice.” I suggested and he made a disappointed face before picking out the tangerine for me.