With Open Arms
The toffee-furred cottontail blinked. and let out a breath, looking around. he went to the nearest bio-bed, taking a seat. and began to sniff the air with his pink nose. it smelled like breeding. wet breeding.
A New Year
"oh, and i a cottontail cocktail, i guess." the panda nodded and went to work, but a sweet voice suddenly prompted the canine to raise his ears. "a cottontail? why're you getting that shitty drink?"
All Aflame
"desmond," petra said, nodding at the cottontail, who'd just now loped into view. "take this one." the cottontail took it. squinting. "this is an old issue." "they're all old issue." "not yours." his tall, slender rabbit-ears twiddled.
Heatless
Like freeze their cottontail butts off in the cold." ivan grinned. "you are good boyfriend. ve can go back to apartment and i vill make you hot chocolate." "add some vodka your momma sent you as a care package and you've got a deal."
The Dog Hole: Chapter 1 -- Everyone's Got To Eat
"guess it's just you and me, cottontail." bebe visibly recoiled at the name, and there was a palpable tension in the air from everyone else as the out-of-touch driver turned and exited. her tail wasn't even all white.
Fumbling Fireworks
_ _getting some cottontail for your cocktail?_ _you fuck. who told you about that drink?
The Dog Hole: Chapter 2 -- Gamble
Folks don't take to change well out here, cottontail. as long as you do what you're told and the food comes out the kitchen tasting like it should, i'm sure it'll be fine. say, where are you from exactly?
A day in the park
cottontail." dan was always respectful to his elders. "no problem, danny boy." the larger woman stepped aside as sam appeared at the door. "go get em, champ!" the father made sure to see him off as well. "bye mom and dad!"
I'm Not a Hero...
Peppy cottontail sent us to retrieve a dead ship?" she threw her hands up in the air and growled irritably. "just. fucking. _great!_ what's the point of this mission, then?"
Birthright: Chapter one
When he righted himself rubbing his back just above his cottontail he looked down and notice the leg had not so much as snapped, but broke through the wood of the floor. the curious thing was that the floor wasn't supposed to be hollow.
Edge Walking. Chap 2: Help Wanted
On any other day, at any other time, in any other state of mind, the idea of selling his white, cottontailed, bunny-butt for cash wouldn't have a chance of lingering around in his thoughts for a fleeting second.
Top of the Food Chain
"screw you, cottontail," scott spat. alex, filled with an intense rage at this insolence, proceeded to kick scott in the stomach and chest until all the wolf could do was lay there and wheez.