Pibby X Bun Bun Novels & Stories

He picked it up and he saw a picture of Xavia and the Little Bun on it. Little Bun was only a few months old at that time, and she was very small and thin like a little kitten that would lose her life if someone were to pinch her. Xavia’s gaze was very soft, and she had a smile on her face. She looked very gentle and loving. Both the big and small figure looked exceptionally happy. It seemed like Little Bun was her own biological daughter. This was a very bold thought… Just then. “Young master.” Xavia suddenly appeared at the door.

after every outfit. Every time, my heart cracks open a little wider. “Yes,” I tell her. “Always.” She insists on picking a new stuffed bunny. This one is pink with floppy ears. “What’s her name?” I ask. She thinks hard. “Bun-Bun Two.” I laugh, loud and free, startling a few shoppers nearby. Marina watches us with misty eyes. By the time we stop for ice cream, my arms are full of bags, and my heart is fuller than it’s been in years.

I cleared my throat, grabbing her attention. “I can bring dinner out, and we can eat on the couch if you prefer,” I said with uncertainty. “Yeah, that’ll work,” she agreed. I returned a few minutes later with the sushi bags and noticed her slightly smile once she saw the bag. “Bonsai has the best sushi." “So I’ve heard. I’ll be right back. I forgot the wine.” “Wine?! Dr. Parker, are you trying to take advantage of me?! I am a minor!”

"Did you miss the part where I turned into a hobbit this summer?" "A hobbit who's been eating her body weight in clementines." Ari shrugged and popped a wedge of fruit into her mouth. "At least I won't get scurvy." "That you won't. Have fun at your sleepover." "I'm gonna trounce Kennedy at Killer Bunnies." Kennedy went brows up. "Should I be afraid?" "Beware the Cyberbunny," Flynn intoned. Killer Bunnies was another of Ari's favorite board games that she'd introduced Flynn to through a sound thrashing.

exclaimed one woman who was wearing a sun visor, red top, and blue jeans. “Here's my favorite,” shouted a girl, in a cropped top whose belly was displayed for everybody to see. "If you look deeply into their faces, you will see the handsome ones. Most of them come from my school. That is why they are my favorite." She cheered at them, widely.

Habang pinupunasan ang basang buhok bago matulog, nakatanggap na naman siya ng isang mensahe. 'Gamutin mo ang an-an at buni riyan sa binti mo,' galing kay Martin. An-an at buni kaagad? Sinabunan niya lang kanina ang binti pagka-uwi at nawala na ang kati. Over naman ang iniisip nito. 'Hindi naman binti ang unang tinitingan ng lalaki sa katawan ng babae. Boobs at puwit,' pang-aasar niya.

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.”

Excitement filled the air! I tapped my fingertips lightly on my bottom lip as I read the message. "I call you bunnie because you are soft, pure, and I see it as an indication that you will be mine to pet. And, I believe we will get so close, that I will make my bunnie purr many times over and very loudly" his message read.

“The first letter read: ‘I, Prince Habeb, the Prince of Suramy demand from you, Banabella, whose name I discovered in my dreams. I beg you in the name of your own god, grant me my wish, and avoid being uprooted from the face of the earth.” The second parchment read: “Because you have hidden Banabella in an unidentifiable place, with the intent of deceiving me, I’ll tread upon your bodies and make your kingdom bare like ordinary earth. Till I see Banabella, the people of Muzagah shall not be privileged to take in air into their nostrils before the sun sets tomorrow. Prince Habeb speaks!’

Alex and Riley nodded like they didn’t notice how I nearly tripped over my own words, because they were busy arguing about bunny names. “I’m thinking Popcorn,” Riley said, licking marinara off her thumb. “It’s got bounce.” Alex made a face. “That’s a snack, not a name.” “It’s cute,” she shot back. “And bunnies are cute.” “Nugget,” Alex said firmly, pointing his slice at her. “Simple. Classic. Perfect for a round little rabbit.” “Why are you naming my future pet?” “Because you clearly can’t be trusted with naming rights if you’re going with Popcorn.”