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[didntmakeitout]

Fact: In Doc Potter's arms is a remarkably runty little demon rabbit.

Fact: Doc Potter's hands are suffering from first-degree burns, and his sleeves are singed.

Fact: The demon bunny is, even more remarkably, asleep, and has a muzzle firmly affixed on its snout.

Fact: Doc Potter looks about thisclose to conking out.

Fact: Never before in his life has

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[wheelsy_sheriff]

Fact: Bill Pardy and the demon bunnies have a long history of not getting along.

He's come thisclose to being set on fire on several occasions and been chased enough times to know how dangerous the furry little creatures can be.

So, this probably explains why when he sits down onto a stool one over from Doc Potter to order dinner he falls off said stool in a wide-eyed panic after seeing the tiny bundle.

"WOAH SHIT!"

[didntmakeitout]

It's unsurprising that this wakes the little thing up.

As such, Doc Potter's eyes widen, and he comes distressingly close to dropping the bunny altogether.

"Are -- are you alright?"

[wheelsy_sheriff]

Bill scrambles up into a crouch, and if he looks like he's hiding behind his stool from a tiny bunny rabbit well, he is.

"Yeah, I-- is that a demon bunny?"

Maybe it's not. Maybe he's just overreacting and some guy wasn't crazy enough to bring one of the evil little things inside.

[didntmakeitout]

"Um."

Beat.

"Yeah."

[wheelsy_sheriff]

"Are you fuckin' nuts?"

Still hiding behind the stool, eyes moving from Doc Potter to the bunny.