Chapter - 56
"The carrot you feed me," the rabbit piped up, "I'd rather use it as a doorstop."
Rick nearly dropped his carrot in shock. He'd always thought rabbits and carrots were like peanut butter and jelly – inseparable. He blinked at the furry critter, mental cartoon question marks swirling above his head.
"You seriously hate carrots?" Rick smirked, his tone sarcastic "But, like, aren't carrots your bread and butter? What's next, rabbits renouncing their love for hopping?"
The rabbit paused dramatically, as if rehearsing its Oscar-worthy confession. "Well, I'm just not your run-of-the-mill bunny," it eventually replied, with a hint of pride.
Rick couldn't help but snicker. "Normal or not," he mused inwardly, "But you're still a rabbit, right?"
The rabbit seemed temporarily stumped, Rick's words left her nothing to counter with. It had no immediate response to that statement.
