South Park Bunny Novels & Stories

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?”

we all together started laughing, bunny said "I'm also going to company from few days, recently I had a hectic moment, prince damien proposed to me" I asked "What don bro did?" bunny replied "it's strange, he didn't do anything but told me to never mind that person" I was completely shocked sals said "may be don bro learning how to be calm" bunny replied "yeah may be he is doing friendship with you more" I laughed and said "I think he have his own plans bunny, don't think about all these and don't ruin your mental peace" she smiled and said "yeah, let's go and have cotton candy" I nodded my head, three of us went near our favorite cotton candy stall

Both of them nodded eagerly. I smiled, trying to sound casual. “If you were in a bad mood and didn’t want to talk to anyone, what should I do to make you talk?” Lucas didn’t even hesitate. His face lit up as he pointed toward the TV. “Bunny Man!” “Bunny Man?” He nodded seriously. “Yes! Bunny Man. Every kid loves Bunny Man. I wouldn’t want to talk to anyone, but I’d talk to Bunny Man. Because he’s not a human.”

"This is our newest, Bambi." It took me a second to recognize my own name. My new name. She gave me an expressionless stare. Her blue eyes showed nothing except for.. discontentment? Still I pulled forth my trainings from school on etiquette and tried out my warmest smile. "Hello! I am so glad to meet you." I said. Vixen rolled her eyes at me as she stood up, "Oh, your one of those girls." She said distastefully, Fox reprimanded her quickly, her tone loud and serious.

We walked a little further until I heard it, soft slow sounds and I saw some lights my steps slowed as I turned to him “What is that? Knox didn’t answer as usual he just kept on walking. We stepped into a small clearing and I saw them. Bunnies, they were small and fluffy and hopping around without a single care in the world. Soft music was playing and there were lights all around the clearing i blinked and turned slowly to Knox. “bunnies?” He crossed his arms. “Yes.” I stared at him. “You brought me here for bunnies?” “B is for bunnies.” I couldn’t help it and I burst into laughter “You’re serious?” “Yes.” “This is your big idea?” “You said something fun.” “I did not expect this kind of fun.

bunny says with a big smile across her face Meanwhile Mia was surprised with Bunny’s quick change of demeanor the moment she said she was going back to the us But as usual she didn’t pay any heed to the incident “I’m sorry too I know you must be tired and going through something’s, but just know that you can tell me anything any day anytime whenever you are ready my ears are open” Mia says and walks her through the door and goes into bunny’s living room “Wow your house looks different than the last time I was here, and that’s was a long time ago “Hmm Yh sure” bunny then rolls her eyes around when Mia turned away to go have a sit “Let me go get you something to drink alright give me a minute”

A kid who doesn't even exist yet, "He is a rocket. So full of energy.” "Really?" I laugh, relaxing against the pillow, "Tell me more about him. Is he chubby and cute? Does he have Bunny teeth?" "Yeah," Saint laughs, settling better in top of me, without dropping his whole weight so I can continue breathing, "He was born with his front teeth, so we call him bunny for that. And as he grows up, they're still bigger than the other ones so he keeps looking like a bunny. He has lighter hair than both of us, probably because your cousin does have lighter hair. Usually, you like to keep it longer, like in a bowl cut. I truly dislike it, but you don't give a fuck."

he said. “Try me.” The laughter stopped. His eyes locked on mine and the temperature in the room seemed to drop again. “Have you ever heard the story about the baby deer?” he asked. I didn’t answer. But he kept going anyway. “There was a baby deer who decided one day that it was better than its mother. It thought it was stronger, smarter and didn’t need her anymore. So it walked off into the trees alone, thinking the world would just make space for it.”