Everything but the Monkey, Monday after classes

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Since barrettes were somehow unreasonable or whatever, Jaina took bunny!John to get his hair cut already. And no way was she doing it herself, so there was a good thing there was a pet store in town who didn't think anything of sentences like "I need to get my boyfriend's fur cut." Ah, Fandom.

Once the guy was done, Jaina poked her head around him to see how it came out. It was about summed up with "You have eyes!"

[For the bunny, but open for all your pet shoppy needs.]

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John frowned, smacking at his weirdly fur-free bunny face and wanting to retort that he always had eyes. Hazel ones, even.

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"Isn't that better?" she asked, and it didn't occur to her that the guy working there might look at her funny for talking to a bunny like this, no matter what the relation.

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Burying his bunny head in his wee bunny paws, John's ears flopped forward unexpectedly. There was no longer fur to keep the floppy away.

It was definitely not better. Now he was like a naked bunny.

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"Awww, what?" she asked, going to pick him up. "You can see now. And you're still cute." Wrong thing to say?

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She wanted to get bit. She really did. There was no blaming John for stretching his neck and baring his long, sharp bunny teeth at her.

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"No, you don't, that's a compliment," Jaina insisted.

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Pouting crankily, John smashed his head against her hand, trying to force petting.

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"Oh, sweetie," she said sympathetically, petting him. "It looks good. I'm not just saying that."

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Thinking he must look nearly bald, John tried to tuck his fuzzy body against her. Of course she was just saying that. She didn't want to get bit.

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"Want to see yourself?" she asked, moving towards a window.

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Glaring up at her to make it obvious how much he did not want to see himself, John kicked out with a back leg.

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She sighed at him and said, "Suck it up."

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Had she missed the part where he was a bunny? Again! There would be no sucking. His weird lips barely closed over his gigantic teeth.

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"Bite me and I'll make you sleep with Yoda," she promised. "Now come on, just look."

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John snorted, but turned his head if looking was so important to her.

But if she made him sleep with Yoda there would be blood shed.

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She held him up to the window so she could see his reflection, lightly petting his back so maybe he'd be less... whatever he was being today.

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Okay...maybe it wasn't completely horrible. And he could see without stupid barrettes. He pawed at his reflection, willing himself to turn back.

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"See, I'm not lying to you," she said, leaning down to kiss the top of his little bunny head.

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He really missed talking back, but he could at least lean back to nuzzle her with his soft bunny fur.

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"That's better," she smiled. "Forgive me for bringing you here?"

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There was a part of him just waiting for her to tie a hot pink bow around his neck. That part wanted to get her out of the store that seemed to specialize in animal torture devices like harnesses and bandannas, causing him to struggle a little against her grasp.

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"Okay, guess that's a no..." she said, getting a better grip on him so he wouldn't hop away.

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It wasn't fair that he could wrestle away from her in his current state. Not that he could as a human. Okay, maybe his life just wasn't fair.

John was such a depressed bunny. His whole bunny body went limp in her hands.

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She felt bad for him, but he was so cute. She was torn.

Scratching behind his ears, she said, "You'll be you again in no time, don't worry."

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It wasn't if he'd change back that worried him: it was the when. Not that John would complain about missing finals, but he'd rather not change to a human in one of those. What with the public nudity it would involve.

But oh! Was that scratching? He angled his head to get a good itchy spot worked on, leg thumping against the air.