Her...Bunny?

[doublefricked]

Elliot wasn't sure if she was having a good week or not.

Work (what little there was of it, anyway) was going fine, she had met a whole bunch of new people, and she'd even gone on a date. That was where she was stuck. A date, just months after the thing with Keith - 'The Thing'? Sheesh, I almost married the guy - and she'd enjoyed it. Parts of it

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[29dayslater]

Now, Jim isn't about to be one of those blokes that get annoyed by the fucking hovercars or motorcycles popping up all over the place (he's happy enough with his own bicycle as it is, never mind that sometimes he still feels like a car's going to come up around the path and send him into a nightmare all over again), but the animals are something else entirely.

There are dogs and horses all over the fucking place, and if Jim has to side step another pile of crap today, he's going to throw himself into the ocean.

But Jim's pretty sure the island's got some kind of clause that insists something strange has to happen at least once a day, and here it is: a woman staring at a rabbit in a cage on the path.

"Is that yours?" he asks as he walks up, and Jim has to remind himself constantly that he's seen so much worse.

He's still not sure if worse is any better than weird, though.

[doublefricked]

Elliot looked up at the man, then down at the cage and the bunny inside, and then back up again. "I think so..." she said slowly, fingering the card still in her hand. "I mean, it has my name on it, but maybe that's the name of the...bunny." It didn't really look like a bunny. In fact, it reminded Elliot more of a tiny, extremely fluffy puppy.

She opened the cage and took it out, expecting it to bite her, but it didn't. It flopped limply in her hand, twitching its ears. Great. A brain-damaged rabbit. Just what I need. And then it looked at her with its round, puppy-dog bunny-rabbit eyes and she said "Awwww," and decided not to have rabbit stew for dinner.

[29dayslater]

Jim's eyebrows rise, and it's like something inherently masculine in him sort of wants to twitch away from that tone. Thankfully, it's aimed at the rabbit and not a baby or something, with pointed looks in his direction. (He never did give that girl a proper reason why he didn't call her after their first date.)

"Was it like a gift card or something?" he finally says, and despite his better judgement - or the fact that he's halfway across the path - he leans forward to get a better look at the rabbit. "I got a bicycle."

Which, as far as Jim's concerned, is a million times better. He'll worry about getting a flat when it happens.

[doublefricked]

"That would definitely be more useful," Elliot said, though she was warming to the bunny. Who else was going to look after it, anyway?

"I think I'll name him JD," she said, and burst out laughing. The newly-named JD the Bunny squirmed in her hands, startled by the loud noise, and she put him back into the cage and shut the door, still giggling as if she'd made the funniest joke in the world. In a way, she had.

She couldn't wait to show the bunny to Dr. Cox.