#misshopps

"..........."

This. Was. A. Bunny. A talking bunny.

...Eh. Whatever. She's seen weirder things. But uh...

"Y-Yeah. I have definitely been plagued by terrifying visions. You know. The... Trauma kind."

❅ ⋆  . ꙳  —  Pawbert's paws fidgeted awkwardly as she opened the gift, he tilted his head as he desperately tried to gauge a reaction from Judy. Gift getting WAS something he enjoyed, yes, but he struggled with decision paralysis when the gift he was getting mattered to him. Still, he'd take the smile on her face as a positive sign and release a breath he didn't realize he was holding.

With the surprise out of the way, his initial anxiety seemed to subside and he'd look from the bracelet to Judy's face again. Of course, he'd gotten her the TRADITIONAL GIFTS like chocolates and flowers, but he wanted to get her something special. Judy deserved that much and more.

❅ ⋆  . ꙳  —  The night had been rough to say the least, though, this wasn't exactly unusual for Judy's (forced) stay at the Lynxley Manor. The irony of the situation was that Cattrick had unwittingly made Pawbert a SAFE SPACE for Judy in his attempt to punish the rabbit – an effort that at this point, Pawbert was ironically oblivious to. All he knew was that Judy was here, and her being here made the hard days easier to deal with because for the first time in a long time, he wasn't alone.

Pawbert could tell Judy was upset, even before he'd noticed her crying since she went dead silent; he crawled closer to her on the bed, first sitting in front of her before he'd gently pull her closer as not to hurt the little rabbit. Which, given that lynxes were easily ten times larger than rabbits, made being careful a necessity.

❛ I know... I know he stinks, I'm sorry. I'm right here.. and I'll protect you, I'm not gonna let him hurt you again. ❜

He'd speak quietly, kissing her softly as a thumb gently brushed the tears from her cheek. Standing up to his siblings was admittedly something that SCARED Pawbert more often than not, and was never something he'd do on his own behalf. But for Judy, he'd gladly tell Cattrick off, and he has before more than once. His brother didn't understand him loving a rabbit, he never had, and he probably never would.

He'd pull back just enough to let a paw settle on her shoulder, offering a soft smile. Because despite everything, despite his demons or their history, Pawbert Lynxley did love Judy Hopps. He might not be GOOD at it, but he had put his wellbeing on the line in situations it only hurt himself to do so.

❅ ⋆ . ꙳ — Pawbert was WELL AWARE of Judy's personal vendetta against these alternate versions of everyone. The multiverse was something Pawbert had learned to be curious but also IRRITATED with simultaneously. Maybe he'd have to poke around and see if there was any timelines worth his time on a day he had more energy.

For now, Pawbert laughed in response to Judy offering a smile down to the bunny, ❛ Well, no matter WHAT happens you're morally right and did nothing wrong. Screw Andrew and screw his crazy fans, too. ❜

❅ ⋆  . ꙳  —  ❛ Oh my gooooosh, I'm taking it back. I'm actually NOT gone now 'cause I'm not taking this. I'm not that bad! ❜

A paw pressed itself to his forehead, rubbing against his temple with an exasperated sigh, eyes squeezed shut. Ears pinned themselves back as he shook his head, apparently having more to add to his counterargument on the matter. Apparently, he felt VERY STRONGLY about this.

❅ ⋆  . ꙳  —  ❛ Uh huh. You know, that might actually be kinda threatening if I believed you'd follow through with it. ❜

❅ ⋆  . ꙳  — At first, he didn't notice Judy approaching. Her footsteps were so quiet and he'd been pacing outside for the last... darn it, he actually lost track of time at this point. Eventually, the lynx GAVE UP unceremoniously with a huff, sitting down on the steps. Surely they'd let him in at some point, right? That's the hope Pawbert would cling to, anyways.

He didn't remember locking the door, but maybe he did. He must have, if it's locked behind him, right? Ears perked up, flicking at the VERY faint sound of a visitor approaching, he'd turn his head to look.

❛ Judy? Oh. Hey! Welcome back! ❜ The moment of genuine excitement shifted to awkwardness as a paw rubbed at the back of his neck and he felt his face heat up. ❛ I'm just uh.. well, I don't have my keys. Kitty and Cattrick are HOME, they're just not answering my calls.. I guess they're busy? ❜