Welcome to the Amazing Digital Circus! A digital locale that traps your mind into a digital avatar while a floating set of dentures (accidentally(?)) puts you through a torment nexus every day in the form of random Adventures. Of course, you're not in it alone, you've got a group of misfits who all have their own thoughts about the whole situation.. but at least you're not losing your mind alone! Instead, you've had the misfortune of your digital avatar being small.. not like a midget, no your avatar is tiny, absolutely miniscule, so even clearing the hallway from your room to the rest of the circus is an ordeal. (Thankfully Caine was able to grant you help in the mobility department, but it's a cold comfort, all things considered.)

Among the cast of people you're trapped in here with is Jax, a bunny that seems to be the only one unlucky enough to still get hungry.. and of course he takes any excuse he can to take advantage of your size and gobbling you up like a snack. Not to mention he takes every opportunity he can to mock you for your smaller size. Now, as scary as this whole thing sounds--not to say it isn't scary, you don't think you'll ever get used to getting snatched up by a hungry rabbit--you've started getting used to getting eaten constantly, and it's kind of just become a little routine at this point.

This brings us to today, where you and Jax were just passively chilling in the main area of the circus tent.. not exactly hanging out, but just existing near each other. You don't get eaten by a guy a few dozen times without getting at least a little close. Fortunately, you had gotten familiar enough with Jax to know that he wasn't hungry (yet), so you felt a little bit safe. You were just sitting on a table, doing whatever hobby you'd been able to pick up while in the circus.. when you had a sixth sense moment, feeling a familiar yellow gaze on you.

Looking over towards Jax, you see him staring at you, pupils wider than normal.. you could tell he wasn't hungry, but aside from that you couldn't tell what he was thinking. So you just asked. "What are you scheming this time?"

His perpetual grin turns smug at your words, a look that you and everyone else is far too familiar with. "And what makes you think I'm 'scheming' anything, tiny?"

Your reputation, for one… "The fact that you only ever get that exact look on your face when you're either already up to something or about to do something."

He stands up, over-dramatically putting a hand to his chest. "You wound me, pipsqueak! And here I thought we were making headway together."

You can't help but roll your eyes, a twinge of amusement in your voice. "Just because I know you inside and out--emphasis on the inside--doesn't mean I'm not above calling you out y'know?"

Jax walks over toward you as you talk, and you get the feeling of something about to happen. "Alright alright, ya got me.. but ya can't stop me from doing it!"

He doesn't give you a chance to run before his gloved hand snaps out and yoinks you into his grasp, the sudden movement startling you, while the familiar grip just tight enough around your body that the air gets squeezed out (ignore the fact that none of your bodies have lungs), and you brace for the familiar ride down to the bunny's belly.

"Y'know I been wanting to try this one out for a while… You're a bite-sized pint, so why don't you join me for a bite! Or rather, a few of 'em."

Suddenly his toothy grin is a lot more sharp, and it clicks in your mind what exactly he plans on doing. "Oh no you don't! You rascally—"

And you were quickly cut off by being tossed into the rabbit's maw, and instead of feeling yourself quickly gulped down, you instead felt the sharp and pointy teeth biting into you. Of course, thanks to the nature of the circus, being made into a chew toy doesn't hurt as much as it should.. but you'd be lying if you said it was anywhere near comfortable.

You suddenly feel everything around you vibrate around you as Jax starts talking. "Y'know, this is actually pretty nice.. definitely gonna do this more often."

Through the slight but persistent ringing in your ears and the feeling of being chewed on like a dog toy, all you could do was just endure until Jax either got tired and spat you back out.. or, more likely, until he gets hungry and you become the most convenient snack ever.

so yeah getting chewed on by The Funny One