Hot Topic Happy Bunny Novels & Stories

I smiled, letting a wave of happiness hit me and begin to sing, "Come on baby we ain't gonna live forever!" Brie raised her eyebrows at me and I just smiled back as she sang the next line, "Let me show you all the things that we could do!" She turned her gaze back to Taylor's and he smiled as she touched the tip of her finger to his nose. I smiled, they look so happy. How had I never noticed it?

His beard scrapes against the curve of my ear, and I’m seconds from letting out a sound I’ll regret when I catch the tattoo artist staring intently at the far wall like it’s the most interesting thing he’s ever seen. “Stop it,” I whisper, swatting at his shoulder. “That’s ticklish.” His nose brushes my cheek, then he pulls just far enough to meet my eyes. “Do you know one special thing about bunnies?” “If this is going where I think it’s going—” “They have a very high reproductive drive.” “Knox.” “Come on,” he says, pulling me flush against him. “It’s just ten. What’s the big deal about having ten kids?”

𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒓 𝒖𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚. ♠ ••• 𝐀 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐟𝐭 𝐞𝐫. Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Tobyyyy, happy birthday to you. Hip hip hip!!! Hooray!!! Camera clicks Laughters and more smiles.

The little girl jumped up in excitement as she saw Henry approach her with two bunnies in his hands. He gave her one of the bunnies and she immediately brought it out of the doll house to kiss its fluffy fur while caressing it like a child. "And who is the other bunny for Uncle?" The little girl asked as she noticed a bigger bunny in Henry's hands. "My girlfriend," Henry said, a smile plastered on his face. He never planned to buy a bunny but he changed his mind at the last minute, he was sure that Abigail would be happy to have a new companion.

I nodded, thrilled by the excitement on his face. "I wasn't sure what to get you," I said, watching him walk toward the bed. "So I got you myself. Now you can rightfully say that I belong to you. Happy birthday, Hunny bunny.” T. B. C!!

I object, feeling furious that he chose this moment to have this conversation, when I should be enjoying watching the children unwrap their new pet. On the floor in front of us, the pups are carefully unwinding the ribbon from the box containing their new bunny, positively quaking with excitement. They’re wearing identical expressions of utmost focus, brows furrows and lips pursed in concentration. No sooner have they freed the ribbon and carefully lifted the flaps of the box, that a little white blur comes bursting out, hopping right out of the box as the pups squeal with surprise and excitement. “It is a bunny!” Paisley exclaims, “I knew it!”

"Thank you, both of you. It means a lot to have you here, backing us up." Just then, Saben came bounding into the room as if he could read the mood turning. He alighted his face with excitement while clutching some small stuffed animal in his hand. He let out a "Mommy! Daddy! See! Mr. Bunny wears a new shirt!" while lifting the toy with pride and brightness, much as the sunshine was going outside. Both Benedict and Sabrina turned to him, their tenseness instantly replaced with smiles. "That's a very fashionable bunny, champ," Benedict said warmly, dropping down to Saben's level before scooping him up into his arms. He spun him around once, and the little boy giggled. "He's going to need that

Caitlin asks her/ "I'm into coffee, I make the best coffee ever," Bunny answers her. "Anything other than that? Are you kinky?" Caitlin asks her and I groaned, really, that's not what I meant. "Yeah, I'm a lawyer, we all are weird," Bunny answers her with a chuckle.

I whisper, adjusting the blanket around Leyla’s surprise basket for the third time, “no yelling, no running, and no licking anything.” “Who licks things?” River deadpans, slouching along with her brand-new purple bunny slung over her shoulder like it’s survived a war. One ear is missing a chunk, and one eye is literally stitched into an X like a mildly cursed voodoo doll. She loves it. Of course she does. Two steps in front, Lili, clutching a white bunny in sequin-studded bootleg jeans, a rainbow tutu, and a sparkly unicorn crop top, walks with the proud solemnity of a bridesmaid approaching the altar.

As usual, she was talking. Zayne raised a brow when he saw the slack-jaw expression on my face. "Zach gave her an apology gift," Zayne's eyes fell on the keys. He stared at them intensely for a few seconds before Rihanna held his jaw with her small hand and turned his face to look at her. "Bunny Bunny, you're not listening!" He smiled warmly at her. "I'm sorry, princess, continue," "So the tiger jumped in after the monkey, determined to finish its mission. Can you spell determine, Bunny Bunny?" Zayne pulled down her skirt, shaking his head. He smiled at me before turning and walking the other way. That was the go-ahead.