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Started February 07, 2022 by Deleted user

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Faith, Hope and Love all watch this unfold with curiosity.

"The bunny," she says. "The fact that it's here and not where it should be. Because you called me Bunny. Which you pobably didn't mean to - I mean, you obviously meant to call me that but you almost definitely didn't mean for the bunny to come, it was just bad luck, is all. But. Luck or not, it was still your fault, and I'm just telling you because next month I don't want to be overrun with bunnies. Almost as bad as the blueberries."

Faith, Hope and Love all chuckle.

"Oh." Elijah blows a sigh of relief. "Man." He laughs, a joyful, relieved sound. "Alright, then… Bunny."

"I am going to find a way to drop all the bunnies I'll get on your head," Gunslinger says, shaking her head and trying to hide a smile.

Faith, Hope and Love all laugh at that. "We won't help, but we'll watch."

Elijah grabs at his chest and gasps at all of them. "How dare thee, fair ladies? I mean no harm to thee and thou's… Bunny."

Hope, Faith and Love all laugh harder. "Fairest, we mean no harm to thou either. But when it comes to interfering, we may not do so without fear of repurcussions."

"Brainiac did the math a while ago…" Gunslinger says, thinking hard. "If I got a bunny after only that…." She turns to Elijah. "If you keep calling me Bunny in every sentence, you'll have seventeen bunnies dropped on your head in a month. So is it worth it?"

Faith, Hope and Love all grins, and discreetly alter the magic that would cause bunnies to fall on Elijah's head to fall on Gunslingers instead. "Bunny, you may want to rethink that."

"I can just manually drop them," Gunslinger shrugs. "It was actually what I was planning on doing, because I'd be a million times taller than him, even though I already am, and drop them one at a time, or all at once in a chaotic jumble of bunnies."

(oh yeah, hehe, i might not have mentioned this, but Gunslinger's 7 feet tall)

"Oh, really?" the triplets ask, raising their eyebrows. "We could change that too, you know."

(Damn. These three are about 5'6".)

Elijah slides his fingers through his dark black hair and laughs. "I don't know, Bunny, I might outrun you…"

As soon as Elijah says "Bunny", a bunny falls on Gunslinger's head. The triplets stifle a laugh.

"No, you can't," Gunslinger says with a smirk. "I've become that one version of Vanya who seems like she can fly. Unless you killed everyone who thinks that, which would be six dimensions, and the other mes, I would still be able to. Perks of being made from people's memories of me. Though it's also why I'm getting all of those bunnies. And even if you did THAT, I have my boots. There is almost NO WAY you can stop me from flying. Outrun me? You have to dodge things. I can just fly on top of them. Or if it took too long, I could shoot you. N-not with actual bullets!" She adds hastily. "My guns are also made from memories, yay. They have whatever kin of bullets I need. Tranquilzer darts, normal bullets, brass ones for giants, nets. I could probably fire harpoons if I wanted."

Avrey holds his head tentatively as more blue mist seems to evaporate off of him. "So… wh-whenever someone refers to you the wrong way… you get stuff dropped on you?" He sighs. "I-I'm glad that doesn't happen to me. E-especially because of all the people that refer to me as sh-she…"

Ollie glares at the three, finishing off a mango as he wipes off his hands. "Sure. Yeah. Great. Awesome." He stomped over to them, making sure to separate the space between Elijah and the girls. "I wanna know your story now."

The triplets jump, then point at themselves. "Ours?"

"Oh, Trent would love it if that happened, but no," Gunslinge rlaughs. "I'm made from people's memories, which is why I'm this tall, so if they way people think of me and remember me changes, either I change OR the "sacrifices" they give me - theyb think I'm a goddess, long story - change. I don't want a dozen or so bunnies every month."

Avrey nods slowly, smiling a bit. "Ahhh…. gotcha. O-okay."

Ollie nodded slowly, glaring hard. "Yeah. Yours"

The triplets glare right back at Ollie. "Lose the glare, kid. Otherwise we say nothing."

Ollie sighed, then shifted into his kinkajou form, tilting his head sweetly while he innocently twitched his fuzzy tail. This should do it

Faith picks Ollie up, while the other two follow. They all walk away, and can be heard explaining wo and what they are to the kinkajou. Love grabs the rabbit before she leaves.