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"Hello!"
My ears ring from the high pitch voice violating them.
A second ago I was doomscrolling some random forum posts and now a brown bunny girl is on my door step.
"You're 'MR. KING87' from twitter, right? Or, K - 1 - N - G 87."
"Who... the fuck are you?"
The little bunny girl looked shocked at my words, almost like I've insulted her.
"You don't recognize me? What? Ar- are you that retared that you can't remember someone you were talking to five minutes ago?
I searched deep in My brain for any information that could involve a rabbit sitting on my door step until…
...Oh!
...
ohhh...
I didn't think they were actually being serious.
I was doomscrolling on the social media app 'Twitter' until a post caught my undivided attention in a way that made my brain itch.
It was of a girl - presumably the one right in front of me now - crying about how she
can't find her 'fated husbando in a sea filled with vixen stacy’s stealing her humies' and kept calling herself a 'buncel.'
Her angry rant tweet didn't make any sense to me, she was a female, someone who could easily have sex with anyone on the planet if they pleased.
And she's crying on the internet because she can't get laid.
“Femcels aren't real, just pick up some random homeless dude from the street and fuck him, I'm sure he wouldn't object to it.”
For some reason, she didn't like my suggestion and you two argued for a couple hours, I got bored and started browsing some of my frequently used forums.
She said something about 'showing you irl' before you logged, and now she really is here.
"Well...? Do you think we're real now?
She swings her arms open as if she was expecting a hug, her oversized anime shirt lifting from her knees.
my internet trolling habits have finally caught up to me it seems, I probably shouldn't have argued with a schizo without a VPN on.
"If you're gonna kill me just get it over with, your voice is really annoying."
Her arms slump to her side with her long, droopy ears.
"What? No! Why would I kill you? I'm just here to prove you wrong."
Well that's somewhat of a relief... but there's still a crazy woman on my doorstep.
"Okay but, why are you here? Did you get my address to like, harass me?"
"Dude I just told you three fucking times, I'm involuntary celibate, I’m a woman, we exist. Stop spreading lies on twitter that we don't asshole."
"No... no you're not."
There's no way this crazy bitch came to my house for this shit.
"Bu- but... I- I've like, never had a single... partner before... ever. Like, look at me!"
"That still doesn't mean anything man, you could probably fuck anybody in this neighborhood right now if you wanted to. So... are you gonna leave now or what?"
I could feel a headache coming from this crazy womans voice.
"...What about you? You definitely won't want to hook up with me right?"
The bunny girl tighten her shirt by pulling it behind her, showing off her tennis ball tits and... really big hips and thighs actually, with a shut eating grin.
"Yea... nah, I'm go-
"How about a bet!?"
She didn't even let me finish...
"Let's hang out for the day, and if you don't fall in love with me, then I win!"
I raise my eyebrow at the screaming bunny.
"How is that gonna prove... anything?"
She crossed her arms and looked over my yard while explaining her 'perfect reasoning' for this challenge.
"You humies never give me a chance with any of you. People on the internet say you're all so warm and squishy, but I never got to see for myself. I had a lot of crushes in high school, mostly humans, but they never paid attention to me. They all chose those fucking fox whores and tiger bitches, I always chased them but they never did anything for me. So I'll show you how much you've been missing out on my superior species!"
I'm left confused and annoyed at the brown, bawling bunny dumping her whole life story at me on my doorstep.
All because I made a couple comments under her post...
"That.. still didn't answer my quest- who the hell are you anyway?
My hand fondles my pitch black hair, trying to find any way to force my pounding skull to calm down
"You can call me 'LittleSaya32'... you know, like my handle on Twitter. Or Cina, most of my friends call me that."
"Ok, 'Cina'... what do I get out of this 'bet' then..."
"We could both lose our virginity if I win, and I'll give you one hundred dollars If you win... but you can't fold on purpose! I won't give you a thing if you do."
"Show me the money."
I said that almost immediately, surprising the dumbfounded bunny girl.
She reached into the collar of her large shirt and flashed a wallet to me, filled to the brim with fifties and hundred dollar bills.
There were also some of her identification cards like a general ID card and a... gun licenses.
What kind of dumbass living on this planet would trust this woman with a pistol?
Aside from that, most of her actual information like her name and age were blocked off by her furry fingers.
I don't know if that was intentional or just an accidental lucky prevention of doxing herself to a stranger.
"...You're actually not gonna kill me, right?"
"Not if you play fair no."
I don't have anything better to do right now actually... might as well hang out with this weird rabbit for the day, I have a somewhat good feeling about her for some reason.
"Come in."
I move closer to the side of my door frame, giving Cina enough space to pass through.
She openly chuckles to herself with a furry paw to her mouth and slides her wallet back into her shirt.
"You're already folding King, at least try not to rip my clothes when you close the door, okay~"
If she kept teasing me like this I might just do it out of spite.
---
The bunny girl walked into My house, the tail area of her shirt covered rear shaking like a turbine.
I close the door behind us both and Cina decides to take her slippers off next to my shoes, like you two are a married couple coming home from a date.
She jumps on the couch in my living room and starts to browse through channels with my remote.
I could feel my face tense up.
"You're getting awfully comfortable pretty quickly dude."
Cina turns to look at me with another toothy grin.
"Come on, don't be so uptight. Take a seat."
She tapped her paw on an empty cushion next to her with a shit eating grin on her face.
"This is my house, I don't need your permission to sit on my couch."
"This is an apartment at best man, don't kid yourself."
...maybe this was a mistake.
I sit on my designated cushion for the day and grab my remote from the coneys paw.
"You're on my couch, I get to pick what we watch."
The chocolate hare pouted as I browsed through my saved series and movies.
"Whatever you say boss."
The bunny sat cross-legged on the couch with her hands in the empty space between her legs, caramel colored eyes staring a hole into my T.V screen.
I got a chance to get a good look at my temporary roommate for once.
Cina was wearing a black shirt that looked three sizes too big for her with some 'Hunter X Huntress' art on its back.
The bottom end of her shirt was hoisted on top of her furry thighs, giving me a view of her wagging tail and grey sweat shorts.
She had dark brown, messy hair tied into a ponytail, the side of her unkept strands still hung over her cheeks, it looked like a botched wolfcut.
Her long bunny ears hugged her dark brown strands of hair, her left ear having a sizable hole on the lower edge of it.
Her bunny ears were also a gradient color shading from brown at the stem to black on the top.
The hare looked to be about maybe five feet and two inches if I had to guess, she barely reached my collarbone.
"Dude you got a bunch of movies on here. Which one are we watching?"
Her jet black nose quivered with excitement, her natural droopy ears twitching with every movie and show I passed.
I think it's kinda cute how this hyperactive demon child is so eager to watch some dogshit anime with me.
...
demon child...
Looking at her a little bit closer now... her pear shaped figure does fit that second description a little too well for My liking.
Beads of sweat start to accumulate on my forehead.
Did I just invite a child into my house?
Alone?
With no one watching us?
…
This has to be some sort of crime right, am I going to jail?
My mind flashes back to her ID cards and that wallet filled with cash, how would a kid get their hands on all that shit.
But a rich kid could definitely get that kind of shit… and her wallet was pretty loaded by the looks of it…
It wouldn't hurt to make sure though, just in case.
I was going to ask her about my concerns with her age, but she spoke up first.
"Hey! I know what we could-"
The bunny snapped her head towards me at a neck breaking speed, causing me to flinch and look at the T.V screen again.
"...Were you staring at me? Like, already? I thought you were gonna last a little bit longer dude."
I scoff at her abhorrent comment made against my self control, I could hear the bunny shifting in her seat.
"Don't be stupid, it was just a quick glance, that's all..."
Taking another quick glance at the annoying rodent, she's completely focused on me now, like a shark smelling a tint of blood from five miles away.
Cina is fully faced towards me with her paws and knees creating indents in the cushion below her.
The collar of her loose shirt hung low over the couch, exposing her bare furry chest to me, thankfully with no nipples.
I could, however, see stray, White tuffs of fur splayed across her chest to stomach area randomly.
I avert my eyes from her chest, not wanting to add more lines of text to my future criminal rap sheet.
I thought it was odd how I didn't see her wallet in there...
The demon spawn sitting next to me noticed my shifting irises.
A dumb smirk turned into a mischievous grin, braced teeth and all.
Cina stood up on her knees, putting us face to face.
One of her paws gripped her hip while the other was hanging at her chest like a royal queen.
"I understand, King. Us Leporidae maidens are heavily sought out for our superior figures and appearance. You would be a fool not to gawk at our God-like bodies at least once."
She closed her eyes and had the biggest smile on her face.
She looks like an idiot, and sounds like one too.
"You're not like... thirteen or something, right?"
All that pride in herself came crashing down with my question.
The death stare she gave me caused a chill to run down my spine.
"If you're not at least eighteen then you need to leave dude. I'm not a big fan of having a kid try to seduce me."
I faced back to my T.V screen while pointing a thumb to my front door.
"Do I look like a thirteen year old!? I'm twenty three!"
"There's no way you're twenty three."
"And why do you say that?"
Her words came out of gritted teeth, sounding muffled and suppressed in a way
She stared at me like she would rip my head off if I said the wrong thing, Her snout floating mere inches away from my right cheek.
"You have the attitude of a juvenile and the tits of a middle schooler, Cina. Why would I not think you look like a kid?"
"A 'fully developed college dropout' actually, you should feel honored you're even in my presence right now."
She crossed her arms and pouted away from me.
"Dude, you're like, five feet tall."
"Women are suppose to be short!"
She's back in my face now, great.
Her screams were so high pitched I thought it would break with my windows with enough time.
"Females aren't 'suppose to be short,' they're naturally shorter on average than men, but you're pushing way below that average."
Cina went silent at that remark, did she finally have nothing to say?
Unfortunately, the peaceful quiet was interrupted by the bunny wrapping her arms and chest around my bicep, surprising me and leaving me frozen.
She looked up towards me and smiled, it looked unnerving and oddly fabricated.
"I'm gonna bite you."
Her two incisors gleamed with spit as she slowly opened her maw.
I shutter at her words.
I've been bitten by anthros before, siblings to be exact, and I really didn't want to experience that again.
Even a herbivore's bite force could be deadly with enough pressure put into it.
I reach my trembling hand towards the head of the unstable hare threatening me.
"Co- come on Cina. You know I didn't mean it like that..."
I rub my hand through her thick mane of hair, scratching her scalp as I pet her.
Her body flinched, then went wide eyed when my hand met her skull, but quickly went limp as I scratched behind her ear - the bunny's snooze button.
A strong, sweet smelling aroma, slightly like vanilla, filled my nostrils.
The closest thing I could compare it to was a fresh cinnamon bun lathered in vanilla icing.
I could feel the smell of warmth traverse through my body, subsiding my fear and forcing my breath to stabilize.
"You don't need to bi- bite me, I... I apologize for the things I said."
Cina didn't look like she was listening to my apology.
I could hear soft, quiet hums and groans with every stroke I gave her hair, her left cheek was pressed tightly against my shoulder while she hugged my right arm.
Her hair was rough but incredibly warm to touch, each matted knot I untangled from her hair earned me a satisfied moan from her.
I really hate to admit it, but she was kinda cute like this.
We both sit there for a few minutes, still browsing for something decent to watch while the chestnut colored bunny melts at my touch.
As time moved on, my confusion only grew more and more.
I've only known this girl for like, twenty minutes, and now she's cuddling up on my arm while I'm petting her.
Why did this weird, bunny girl think coming to some random dude's house over an internet argument was a good idea?
Why was she so accepting of said random dude touching her like this?
Why did she latch onto my arm like a fucking parasite, rubbing her chest all over me?
Even with her shirt and my sleeve blocking both of our bodies, I could still feel a faint mound of warm flesh and fur from her chest.
I didn't know why she was doing this, but at the very least, it was calming.
However, sooner or later, the nice, quiet moment needed to pass…
...
I could feel an uncomfortable shift in my pants.
I'm getting hard from touching this girls hair.
A pretty new, but expected, low from me to be honest.
I definitely can't let her know I'm popping a ragger while she's groping my arm, her already colossal ego would somehow grow with that information.
I move my left hand off the teeth chittering bunnys head, wanting to gain as much distance from her as possible.
Her grip on my arm tightened with the removal of my hand.
"Why'd you stop...?"
Her eyes peel open with dilated pupils.
I expected her to have a slightly more sarcastic or teasing tone with how she has been acting towards me.
But none of that was in her voice now.
What replaced it was genuine concern and... something else that I couldn't discern.
"I'm gonna go do something... get off my arm for a sec'..."
"No."
"No?"
"I don't wanna, keep petting me."
She looked up at me with a scowl on her face, chin slightly rubbing on my shoulder.
That doughy, vanilla smell came back, a little more subtle but still strong.
"Why are you being so pushy? I'll be back in like, three minutes."
"Promise?"
Her eyes took a more somber appearance to my words.
It looked like she was about to cry.
Why was she being so stubborn about this? I didn't think I did that good of a job petting her.
"Duh, why would I leave you by yourself in my house?"
"Apartment."
She responded with another sly smirk on her face.
I thought of kicking her out of my fairly sized house after that unnecessary comment but I steal my nerves.
I could really use that one hundred dollars right now.
Instead, I grab the bunnys droopy ears and yank them behind her.
She yelped in pain as her head was pulled away from my.
I feel a strange pit in my stomach, slightly regretting pulling her ears that hard.
Slightly.
I couldn't say she didn't deserve it, with all the bullying and insults that came from her, I'm surprised I didn't do this sooner.
"Off."
"Ow! Ow ok, damn."
She released her death grip on my arm while I unhand her ears.
She rubs the stem of her floppy ears while hissing in pain.
It couldn't have hurt that bad, right?
"Don't do that! Dick..."
Her face ran a light crimson color around.
"Don't be a baby, you're fine."
She pouts at me as I get up from the couch, straightening my shirt out to clear all the loose fur on me.
And to conceal the awkward dent in my pants.
Cina doesn't seem to notice, still caring for her injured ears.
"I'm gonna get something from my room, I'll be back."
I could feel the bunnys gaze as I walked to my room.
"I promise."
I could feel her eyes leave my head when I turn a corner.
With me being out of sight of her, I exhale a breath I didn't know I was holding in.
There's a strange stomach pain I felt when I said that promise to her.
Actually, I think it's been hurting ever since I put a finger on that weird girls head, I've just been ignoring it.
Until now.
It's not a searing pain or anything serious, but it feels... weird.
It felt like a comforting, warm hand was shifting my intestines around.
Ignoring it and entering my room, I take a moment to catch my breath.
Hanging out with this 'Cinna' person wasn't too bad to be honest, she reminded me of one of my online friends.
But it was so exhausting, every single thing she said felt like it was shaving seconds off my life.
Sure she got on my nerves... but she was a little funny.
And some of her features were... attractive to me.
And her fur felt... heavenly against my skin...
...
After the day's over she could... I should consider getting her number.
Not for any ulterior motives like wanting a romantic relationship, there's no way I'm letting that happen.
She'll probably just leave me and find the other nearest cock too suck off.
They always did.
Maybe the two of us could be good friends though, I don't really have that many real life friends and this is a good start to work on that.
This was the best chance I'll get in... probably forever.
But I'm getting side tracked, I'm in my room for a reason after all.
-Cina-
The bunny was face deep into a pillow, screaming her lungs out.
She didn't think she would get this far with King.
Now she didn't know what to do next.
She could keep teasing him and wait until he makes the first move, but that seemed like it would take too long.
There was no way in hell she would say something first either.
He was definitely gonna reject her before she could even get a word out.
Cina had to show him the loving care and affection of a bunny woman first, the best kind of love.
No other anthro species can replicate it, making them all inferior in the bunnys currently glossed over eyes.
But that would take too long, maybe three days at least.
The most she could hope for is that he comes to his senses and propose to her after he comes back.
The sooner the better really, he should've done it immediately after seeing such a pristine, fertile bunny Goddess on his doorstep.
Pulling her head from the pillow she's using as a noise suppressor, she posts her two normally floppy ears upward like a normal bunny.
If King snuck up on her while she was doing something embarrassing.
Like asking a group chat of her friends about how to effectively seduce human men as an anthro woman.
'GUYS PLS HELP IM AT A HUMIES APARTMENT AND HES RLLY RLLY CUTE AND HE GAVE ME HEAD PATS AND I REALLY LIKE HIM AND I WANT HIM TO LIKE ME HOW DO I MAKE HIM LIKE ME???'
Cina sent the message, waiting patiently for any of her online friends to respond.
But before any of them could see the message, her ears twitched and faced towards King's opening door.
Flinching, she stuffed her phone back into her shirt and waited for his short return.
-King-
Finding my personal computer in my dungeon of a room took longer than I expected, but I came out victorious in the end.
I remember how many times I forget to clean it properly instead of moving all the dirty clothes and trash to a place I don't step on.
That could wait for now, I still have a bet to win today.
When I enter the living room, the first thing I see of the bunny is her now erect, long, fluffy ears over the back of my couch, the pinkish side facing me.
"Hey, I'm back."
"I know, I heard your door."
Cinnas voice has returned to the condescending and mischievous tone, my affinity for her cuddly, docile state grows with every word that comes out of her mouth.
"What took you so long? Hurry up and sit down, I'm getting bored here doing nothing."
I hear her patting on the couch cushion.
I was a millisecond away from wrapping my palm around her cinnamon stick like ears.
But I didn't...
That weird, gut feeling I had came back.
Not the warm hand flowing in my stomach feeling.
It was more of a dreadful pit opening in my lower abdomen.
I felt my face tighten and withdrew my hand.
I still don't know where these random gut feelings are coming from, maybe I just didn't feel like correcting this disrespectful bunny with pain...
Nah, that definitely wasn't it.
Whatever it was, it kept me from continuing my ear assault on the demonic hare woman.
Rather, I quickly ran my hand through her hair, causing her head and ears to horizontally shake.
"I'll sit down in a minute man, stop rushing me."
"Oh! Actually-"
Cina turned from the T.V, looking at me with warm, auburn colored eyes, arms hanging over the couch with her dead-pan ears.
"You got anything to eat in here? I'm starving."
Her eyes go from me to the electrical device under my arm.
Her eyebrows raise in a surprised manner.
"Nice piece. What is that, a Lenovo?"
"I- yeah it is, how'd you know?"
"Look at the top of it."
I do as she says, taking my laptop in both of my hands and observe the brim of it.
"Only Lenovo computers have bulky ass built in notches at the top like that. It helps people open it since you're not supposed to put pressure on the sides of the screen."
I didn't expect to get a history lesson on laptops from Cina right now, or any lesson at all for that matter.
I didn't exactly take her for a nerdy, computer geek like I am, but it was an oddly pleasant surprise.
"You know your shit with computers huh?"
"Just surface knowledge really, nothing too serious..."
She tucked her left arm under her chin and shoulder while swinging her other arm along the back of my couch.
I can hear the faint scraping of her claws against it.
She looked smaller than how she usually was, like she's trying to make herself seem smaller.
Is she embarrassed about her fixation for technology?
She's completely ok with all that 'superior anthro race' talk but knowing too much about handheld electronic devices is where she threw the line?
"What'd you get it for anyway?"
Her question brings me out of my thinking.
I open it and sign into the only account on the computer.
"I don't really have anything good to watch on my T.V, so I'm just gonna use this. I got way better shit saved on here."
"Really? Like what?"
I could see Cina in my peripheral vision roll onto her back, her head and arms hanging off the couch.
"That things probably filled with a shit-ton of that shounen slop that everybody turns their brains off to watch."
"Full-alloy."
I named one of the anime I have saved on my hard drive.
'Full-alloy Conjurer' was one of your favorites and a classic among the community of otakus.
A pair of brothers, one a sudo cyborg and the other a literal suit of armor, venture the world in search of a solution to return their human bodies.
One of her lazy ears pierced the air above her, the pinna of her ear facing towards me.
She seemed more interested in me now.
"You watched Full-alloy?"
"Of course I have, why would I save something on my drive and not watch it? That's just a waste of storage."
I walk over to the couch and put the computer on a cushion next to Cinna.
"Pick out something you like. It's a five terabyte drive so you have a lot of options."
She adjusted my computer to face her more and shifted on the couch to her stomach.
I spot Cinnas fluffy tail twitching while she skims through my 'legally obtained' collection of OVAs.
Her tails movement gradually develops from light fidgeting and wiggles to rapid lashes and wags.
"Holy shit King, you got a lot of good ones on here, I didn't really take you for a kinosseur. I thought you'd be one of those 'anime fans' honestly."
I take my gaze off of her engine-like tail and look over to her.
Cina stares at the rows of folders and names with a genuine smile on her face.
It's pretty cute to see how much of a nerd she is with her hyper-fixations and hobbies, almost as much a weirdo as I am.
"Where did you even download this many shows and movies anyway? this laptop's like a gem mine."
"Can't say, if too many people have their eyes on it, the feds might take it down."
She turns to face me looming over the couch with a playful frown on her face.
"I'm not gonna tell anybody though, please?"
She flashes a pair of puppy eyes at me... or bunny eyes really.
Her 'I'm pretending to be sad so you can give me something' face was pretty impressive, almost looked like she wasn't pretending.
I walk away from the couch, turning my back to her.
"Ok, so I give you the link to the download site right? What happens when someone else begs you for it? Say their 'never gonna tell anyone' right? What are you gonna do?"
People usually fold when they think someone's being truthful to them and liars always drive on imbeciles who believe what they're being told at face value.
I had first hand experience with that.
"King- "
Hearing your 'name' in her warm and comforting voice brought you out of your reminiscing.
I didn't even know I was scowling until her voice made me stop.
I calmed myself down and turned to Cina staring at me again, I... was getting angry for no reason, and took that out on her...
"It's not that serious, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to...
That was surprisingly nice of he-
"Buuut I would really appreciate it if you did, you know? Just a heads up."
I let out a long sigh, It felt like that headache was coming back.
"I'll send it in your Twitter messages... sorry about that."
"Thanks!"
Her voice switched from slow and calming, to hyperactive and screeching, like a façade shattering into pieces,
I couldn't tell if her whole demeanor from before was just an act or not, I kept second guessing myself whenever I came to a conclusion.
"What are you doing anyway?"
"Hm...? Oh, yeah. You said you were hungry, gonna make something real quick."
I point to the open kitchen behind me, a sink filled with dishes, stains and lucid substances on countertops, dirty pots and pans riddling my electric powered stove.
"You're gonna make food... in that kitchen..."
"Yeah, why wouldn't I? It's just a little messy"
"I don't think 'a little messy' would be a good enough description for whatever's going on in your kitchen King."
"Nah you're overreaching. I could clean this entire kitchen in five minutes if I wanted to."
My boastful comment didn't come from an overinflated ego, I've cleaned way worse in a far shorter amount of timespan.
Cina reached into her shirt, fishing for something in there.
"Alright, I'll time you,"
Pulling her hand out of the collar of her shirt, she bobbed it side to side while holding her phone.
"If you clean everything in that kitchen in five minutes, theeeeeen..."
She rubbed her chin with a clawed finger, thinking up an acceptable 'reward' for me.
"If you-"
She pointed a short, pointy claw at me.
"clean your entire mess of a kitchen, in five minutes, I will..."
The bunny stared at the wall and slightly retracted her finger.
"I wi- will let you, p- pet me... for five minutes."
I could feel the left side of my face tighten with confusion.
Cina glanced at my face and hers was overtaken by surprise.
"Ten minutes?"
She said it like it was an improvement.
my face kept its confused daze staring at her.
"An hour?"
Now her face was taking a confused appearance.
Did she think I would jump at the opportunity to touch her fur again?
To be honest, I did think it was very nice and soothing
But to consider the experience to be a reward from the laborious perspective didn't really seem fair.
"That doesn't sound like much of a reward."
"Of course it's a reward! A sizable one at that."
I scoff at her egotistical response.
How could someone so small have so much pride in herself?
"Okay fine, you're really twisting my hand you know? I'll let you pet me for a whole day."
"I don't want to pet you Cinna."
I could see her shudder at my words, her fur stood on end along the edge of her arms.
A rapid thumbing sound came from her but I couldn't see the origin of the sound.
"But... you liked petting me... right?
"It was nice I guess, but, again, I wouldn't call it a 'reward'."
"So... what would you call it?"
Her sudden question made me think about this situation.
What would I call this?
Two strangers spending their time with each other alone in my house.
Was this two friends hanging out?
Was this some kind of really weird date?
What did she think this was?
I realized I had been sidetracking, Cina still stared at me with dinner plate pupils, awaiting my answer.
"It's... a thing, that we both enjoy I guess, a thing two friends like to do to each other. In a completely normal and non-sexual way, right?"
"Oh... yeah, right..."
It looked like my answer was disappointing to her for some reason.
Cina slithered back down into the couch, continuing her scrolling through my computer.
"I'll give you another hundred dollars or something if you do it."
Her monochrome voice surprised me more than the money offer.
Not to say that I didn't care about the money though.
"What are you waiting for then? Start the timer."
"Oh... sorry, hold on."
There was a short pause before she spoke again.
"Ok, three... two... one... go."
With her countdown finished, I rushed against my 'slightly messy' kitchen for another one hundred dollar reward.
---
Three minutes and forty seconds.
That's all the time I needed to clean my entire kitchen.
Every single dish in the sink, gone.
All the gunk and grime on the counters and cabinets, disappeared.
Not a spec of trash scattered the floor now pristine and moist tiled floor.
It was like a tornado of cleaning supplies went right through my the whole place.
Cina watched every part of my weekly cleaning routine in shock with a slight hint of amazement.
"Time?"
I dry off my soaked hands on my pajama pants and turn Cina.
My gaze awakened her from her trance.
"Huh...? What?"
"The time, what is it?"
"Oh! Uhhh..."
She staggered to pick up her phone, leaving me a little confused.
"It's eight twenty three P.M."
My confusion only grew with her answer.
"The timer, Cina."
"Ohh! So- sorry. It's... three fifty nine. I left it running for a while after you finished... sorry."
"Hmm, that's not too bad."
"How... did you do that?"
She hands me a one hundred dollar bill while staring at the kitchen.
I take the bill with a hint of enthusiasm, that's at least three days of groceries if I used it right.
"What? The cleaning? Just scrub the plates until they're clean."
She pouted at my playful response.
"Yeah, but you did it like, super fast. How?"
"Ehhh, it's not that I was moving fast. It's more about how I managed my time really."
She tilted her head slightly with a raised eyebrow, even more confused now.
"Okay... say you have two dishes in the sink, a large pot and a small plate, right?"
She nodded in conformation, confusion still on her face.
"You have a dishwasher that could only hold one thing at a time, which dish would you put in that dishwasher?"
"The... pot?
"Yup, do you know why?"
The bunny didn't speak, I felt a sense of disbelief as she averted my gaze.
"Which dish is bigger Cina..."
"Ohhh the pot!"
"Right... the pot takes more time to clean by hand, so you shouldn't focus on it, manually cleaning the smaller dish would be a better choice.
"Ohhhhhh, I understand."
"Really?"
"Nope, how do you know all that stuff anyway?"
Figures...
"I work at a restaurant chain as a dishwasher, learned a lot over the years."
Cina replaces her confused daze with another one of her sly smirks, teeth and all.
"Ohh you're a wage slave huh? I thought you'd be smarter than that."
"Yeah yeah, gotta pay my bills somehow. How do you?"
"I don't. My life is completely paid for already."
"Don't tell me you're one of those 'crypto bros' or some shit..."
I didn't know much about the internet currency, but I've grown to distaste the sub-humans that partake in it.
My favorite shit-posting forums being flooded with scams and rug pulls didn't give me the best first impression of them.
"Nah, I don't do any of that. Most of my money comes from my parents really."
"Ohhh so you're a Nepo-tard."
"Mhm, I have a loving mommy and daddy that give me everything~"
It's not fun when she admits it.
"What are your parents? Like, millionaires?"
"I... can we talk about that later? I'm hungry, hurry up and make something."
"... okay then, what do you want to eat? I got a couple of plant based meats and vegetables in my fridge."
"Are you a vegetarian?"
"Nah, herbivore family. I keep some products in case they visit."
A mother and two little sisters, all cervidae, except for my human father.
Most of the time it's just my sisters taking their antics to my house.
I only see my entire family during a festive day like Christmas or Thanksgiving, and I'm not complaining about that.
I love my family, but sometimes I need space from them for a little while.
I would rather have my freedom with crippling loneliness if it meant I didn't live with them anymore.
"Please tell me you only have the 'Paci-Foods' brand in there. All the other vegan brands taste like shit covered acorns, none of it taste like meat at all."
I make my way towards the fridge before I answer, unleashing the cold breeze through my 'moderately sized' kitchen.
"It's the only plant based meat my parents buy... you've eaten meat before?"
I glance at her over the kitchen door as she shrugs.
"You'd be surprised how many herbies try it."
"Okay... what did you eat?"
I spot a couple packets of frozen meat patties, ground beef, and some chicken breast, all plant based.
"A burger at a nice restaurant, family outing. My brother's girlfriend ordered it, I asked her if I could have a bite and she let me. It was so fucking good."
"And nobody... stopped you?"
"It was just one bite, and I only chewed it. Only dumbass herbies who want to get their stomachs pumped swallow meat."
I've never seen any herbivore anthros spit out meat before or even eat any at all in the first place, but it does make sense.
Risking serious stomach pains and bloating for a piece of meat didn't sound like the smartest thing.
I think about the options I have.
Some burgers would be nice, if I had the ingredients for it, no lettuce, no tomatoes, no buns, no burger.
Chicken breast seems like a pretty good meal to make, but what would I make it with?"
Rice?
Didn't have any.
Potatoes?
Didn't feel like peeling them.
Pasta?
That... could work, just put it in a pot and wait.
Taking the chicken breast out of the fridge and onto the kitchen countertop, I take a look in my cabinets and take out the seasonings I'll be using.
"Can you eat anything with cheese?"
"Not a lot, no. Had a whole pie of pizza once, spent three days shitting my guts out."
I try to hide my snickering but I fail to do so.
"Okay... uhhh, what about tomato sauce..."
"Yeah that's fine, never had any problems with it before. Thanks for asking King..."
"Ehhh it's nothing, I don't want you blowing up my bathroom or something."
I get on with preparing both of our meals for the night, skinning the chicken, boiling the pasta, taking the half empty jar of pasta sauce from my fridge.
Half way through the activity, I hear noises coming from my couch, sounds like the bunny found something to watch.
"Found something?"
"Yeah, 'Utopia.' Haven't seen this one before."
'Utopia of Flowers' inmates on death row get shipped to an unexplored island in search for immortality with their executioners .
"It's pretty good, I don't know what you like but you'll probably enjoy it."
"I hope so... you got any snacks? All the cooking smell is making me hungry."
With a sigh, I venture back into my fridge, I just put everything into one large pan so I might as well make her a little snack, got a lot of time on my hands.
I look in the fridge until I spot a couple long, deeply orange carrots.
I take them and horizontally cut them into bite size pieces.
"Carrots? Really?"
Cinas voice rings out over all the other noises in the house.
"Only snack I have, I thought you might like 'em."
"I do like them, a lot actually, but not every leporidae anthro has a sweet tooth like me, you should ask first."
Her voice didn't come off as condescending as it should've with that sentence.
It felt more like she was telling me that for my sake instead of hers.
"Alright then. I'll remember that."
"Mhm..."
I put the chopped pieces of carrot into a small plastic bowl and walk towards my couch, keeping one eye on the stove while doing so.
I peer over the couch and catch the bunny relaxing.
She's lying on her back with both her arms crossed between her head on a pillow, her floppy, furry ears twitching slightly against the sides of her head.
Her head is turned to the side, watching my small computer screen on the living room table playing an episode of Utopia.
"You liking it so far?"
I ask her, leaning against the back of my couch.
"It's not that bad, kinda boring right now but it seems cool."
"Isn't it a little difficult to see it from here? I could hook it up to the T.V for you if you want."
"Ohh, I forgot you could do that, that would be nice, yeah."
Placing the bowl of carrots on the table, I take the HDMI cord from my cable box and put it in my laptop, displaying its screen over my T.V.
When I look back at the bunny, she already had the bowl of carrots in her grasp, munching at them like they were a bag of chips.
She's forwent her previous stance on My couch, now laying on her side while resting her head on her hand.
I couldn't help but notice her hips and thighs with the way she was laying there.
Her large shirt draped over most of her body, but left her legs completely exposed.
One leg on top of the other, the former bent slightly while the latter is mostly straight.
"Do you... need a blanket... or something?"
I ask Cina out of urgency to change my train of thought.
"No, I'm okay. You won't need a blanket either, don't bother bringing one.
She shakes her top leg against the other, even with all of her thick, brown fur on it, I could still see the fat of her thigh move with them.
"Yeah, sure..."
I walk back towards the kitchen, hoping that the food is somewhat ready by now.
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we both sat together in silence, focusing on each of my plates of pasta and my television instead of each other.
It was somewhat of a comfortable silence between you two, the only sounds disturbing it being fictional Japanese characters and forks scraping against dishware.
You both finish your meals and place the empty plates on the living room table, Cina doing so well before I had.
I heard her flicking her maw like a canine eating peanut butter.
I glanced over to her and she's now licking her paws clean.
"Was it good?"
Cina pauses and stares at me.
"It was alright..."
I could see how 'alright' it was with her licked clean plate.
I smiled a little at her.
"You sure it was just 'alright' dude?"
"Shut up, I have knots in my paw."
She continued licking and biting at the fur in between her paw pads, leading both of you back into silence again.
More minutes pass and you're the first to break the silence again.
"Can I ask you something?"
Cina's quiet for a second, sitting and doing nothing before she speaks up.
"Sure... ask away..."
She rotates and leans into the couch cushion, laying her heels on top of my right thigh.
"Why are you here?"
"I already told you why, I'm here to prove you wrong."
She waves her hand around, dismissing my question.
"Yeah, but... why me? There must've been a bunch of other 'humies' out there that disagree with you."
"There was, but you were the cutest one, and the closest. like, two or three houses away close."
"Really? I thought your rich ass parents would live in a way nicer neighborhood than this..."
"I never said I live with my parents dude. I have my own apartment here, just like you."
And it's right next to my house...
"I've never seen you before, did you just move in recently?"
"Nope, bought it a couple years back. I only use it when I'm bored or need a break from... things."
"You relax by arguing with strangers on the internet?"
"It could be very therapeutic sometimes."
"If you say so man..."
The comfortable silence crept back into the room.
Cina kept her furry feet on my thigh, gradually sinking them deeper into my cloth cover skin, making it hard for me to focus on my T.V.
"You got any more questions for me?"
Now she's the one to break the silence.
"Yeah, just... one more though."
"I'm listening."
"When are you leaving..."
She went silent again.
I didn't see any movement from her while staring at the T.V screen.
I felt a pit grow in my chest, halting at the base of my throat.
I waited for her to answer my question, but she didn't.
Maybe she was just thinking about her answer, but did she really need this much time to think?
It was getting pretty late and I didn't want her to walk home alone at this time, my neighborhood can get slightly dangerous at night thanks to the low rent payment for these houses.
It shouldn't be that hard to answer, thirty minutes or so would have been a suitable answer, so why didn't she say anything?
I should elaborate on what I meant with my question, she probably misunderstood it and assumed too much.
"I mean... you know. It's pretty dange-"
Before I could finish my sentence, Cina stood up from the couch in one swift motion, leaving me surprised.
She speed-walked towards the door without saying a word, surprising me even more.
"Cina? Wh- what's happened?"
I saw Cina slider her slippers on next to my front door.
"Wait, Cina! Did I- where are you going?"
I heard the doorknob rattle, and then a twist.
"If... if you're gonna leave, can I... at least get your number first?"
I saw her whole body jerk as her floppy ears shot up, like she had been struck by lightning.
"Really...?"
She didn't face me as she said that.
Her flat, metallic tone made the pit in my chest feel stronger.
"Ye- yeah... I don't know why you want to leave now out of nowhere, but you should probably go home before it gets too late.
Cina stood there again, doing nothing, saying nothing, until she finally moved again after a few seconds.
She turned sharply and walked towards me, stopping right at the arm of my couch.
Her arm stretched out to my, open handed.
"Your phone..."
She flexed her fingers in anticipation for my phone.
"Oh, yeah sorry."
I reached in my pant pocket and handed Cina my phone after unlocking it.
The rabbit girl's foot tapped against the wooden floor as she typed her number into my phone.
I thought it was cute.
She didn't say anything to me, her attention was solely focused on my phone screen.
"So... why did you just... get up all of the sudden?"
Cina didn't look up from my phone as she responded to me.
"You told me to leave, so I was."
"No... I didn't, I asked when you were leaving."
"That's basically the same thing."
"No it's-"
I let out a heavy sigh, it seems like that's all I do around this weird bunny girl.
"I just... wanted to know if you were leaving soon. I don't really feel comfortable letting a stranger sleep in my house, but If it gets any later... I can't just let you walk home by yourself, you know?"
"Here."
She hands me my phone back, leaving the contact app open.
She immediately beelines to the front door when I take it.
"Tomorrow, Cina."
She stops again at the doorknob, the only moving thing on her body being her rapidly flicking tail.
"We could hang out again tomorrow if you're free. I had a lot of fun today."
"you promise...?"
Her tone was more somber and tired now than before.
"I promise Cina."
She stood there for a little while longer before opening the door.
"Get home safe, okay?"
She chuckled at my concern.
"Stop worrying dude, I'll be fine."
She tapped her waist with a clawed finger, causing an almost metallic sound to ring throughout my house.
It took me a while to realize what she meant by that.
Either from sheer disbelief or complete negligence, I almost forgot she had a gun license.
"...just, don't shoot your eye out with that thing..."
"I'll try not too, good-night King~"
"...good-night."
Finishing our goodbyes to each other, Cina finally leaves my house.