So, hey everyone. Writers block is trying to stop me from typing more, so I decided that until it passes, which I'm sure won't take too long, I'm going to write other littler mild romance stories, like this one, about my 4 best friends Rem, Lydia, Caitlin, and Laura, in that order.
This story is dedicated to Rem, since it was her birthday, January 4th, and I told her I'd dedicate a story to her. Been a while since then, huh?
Everyone mentioned in this story is real, and things said about them (except what they think) are true. The event told, however, is made up...
NO BUNNIES WERE HARMED IN THE MAKING OF THIS STORY!
-Frenchesca
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Rem ran for her life, hoping to escape the horde of tiny monsters that surely wanted to take a chomp out of her yellow toned flesh. Damn her friends for giving her that bottle of carrot scented soap for her 22nd birthday. Damn them once more for insisting that she use it right away so they could make sure that she wasn't allergic to it. If only she could find her way out of the god forsaken woods behind Frenchesca's house!
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Okay, she should have known better than to follow Frenchesca into the woods, but she got lonely being all by herself in Frenchesca's apartment. If only she had listened to her friend complain about the sudden rise of bunnies in the area. The bunnies were fucking so much, that the local bunny population had grown to triple it's original amount, which meant that there were even more bunnies that needed to eat, and since there were so many plants being eaten, the edible vegetation was decreasing more and more each day. Bunnies were starting to get very hungry, and becoming more aggressive.
Rem had run into the woods after Frenchesca and her dog Zen, hoping to catch up before she lost them in the unfamiliar area, and somehow managed to get lost. The dirt was riddled with holes in this place, and she wasn't so sure she should have been there. Suddenly a little furry bunny head popped out of one hole, and it sniffed the air. Then another head poked out of a hole, and another, and another, until a large grouping of them were sitting in front of her, watching Rem intensely with their beadlike eyes.
All those little eyes watching her made Rem cringe. She simply hated bunnies to no end, and always had. Rem tried moving away to get out of the line of their gaze, but it was no use, in fact it made things worse, as some of them hopped forward after her.