#rabbit boy

Your pooka boyfriend relies on you as their number one taste tester.

It's a duty you take on happily. And since they've been swamped lately with the upcoming holiday, you have also been busy.

Not just any garden variety sweets, though- your boyfriend is an alchemist that makes enchanted sweets.

So really, you suppose you're more of a lab rat.

They present you with a single, glossy chocolate egg, wrapped in shiny, vibrant foil.

"Go ahead," They say with giddy, barely constrained excitement in their voice. "Try it, try it!"

You learned a long time ago not to bother asking what the effect of the treat you're being presented has. 'To avoid the placebo effect', they say, but you're pretty sure they just like seeing you surprised.

You pluck the chocolate from its wrapping and pop it into your mouth.

It's delicious and has a wonderful texture, as usual. This one tastes like honey and lemon…

And a hint of… grass?

As soon as the astringent pang hits the back of your tongue, you're overcome with a horrible itching sensation all across your body.

"I think I may be allergic to this-" You begin to protest, but then the itching stops almost immediately, replaced by a bizarre, localized tingling on your scalp.

"Huh!" They exclaim. "That's new."

Your hands shoot up to the feeling of something foreign on your head, and your fingertips find floppy lobes covered in soft, silky fur.

"Too little pixie dust? No, maybe too much mugwort…" The alchemist mutters to themselves.

"What in the hells?"

You turn to the closest reflective surface and confirm your suspicions; a pair of rabbit ears have sprouted from the crown of your head.

"D-Don't worry! It's not permanent!" They then add in a slightly more hushed voice; "I uh, I think..."

"You think?"

"I mean, it hasn't ever been before! Hahah…" They say, voice only wavering a little as they casually act as if they're not scrambling up a nearby step stool to pull out one of the spellbooks from a high shelf.

You can barely pay attention to whatever they're doing over there, though- you're too busy dooming at the sight of your reflection.

"I look like a fool." You lament. "I have to go to work tomorrow. I have to go outside!"

"Hey now," They object sorely, their own ears twitching as they throw more things in the cup. "Having rabbit ears isn't the worse thing, y'know!"

"… I guess so, but-" You gripe, pulling at the edge of one of the new fluffy appendages and watching it's movement in the mirror. "I prefer to make my own choices about permanently altering my appearance…"

The kettle finally starts whistling, so they pull it off the fire and douse whatever mixture they've made in the cup. As they pour, a bright, slightly spicy medicinal scent fills the air.

"But this should fix you right up."

They hand you the cylindrical ceramic cup, and you look down into the shimmering liquid. The surface of it sputters and crackles like popping candy.

When it cools enough to drink, you take a sip, then wince. It tastes like ginger initially, but there there is some sort of aftertaste like burnt sugar and licking the end of a battery.

Just when you start to feel slightly nauseous from the taste- there's a loud POP above you, like a party cracker going off.

Then, a shower of brightly colored paper confetti rains down in front of your eyes.

You reach up, incredulous, but your hands find nothing but how the top of your head usually feels- no trace of rabbit ears at all.

"Feel better?"

"Yeah." You sigh, exasperated, but can feel the smile on your face regardless.

At least things are never boring.

He's so fluff

sold

I’m afraid I love this cheeky character and his smirky face

we took him outside for a photoshoot lol