Bunny unceremoniously flopped out of the closet and onto the floor. Emotions like I had never felt before crashed through my body with the force of a tsunami. I was laughing, I was crying, I was a mess. I never thought I’d see this face again.


    “Mina, are you okay?,” she asked in a monotone voice. Definitely not the tone you’d expect from someone who was just cast into hell by black magic. Or someone who just fell face-first out of a closet, for that matter.


    “Bunny… It’s really you. You’re really here?”


    “I’m here.”


    “Rose said she was sending me trouble… I guess that does fit.”


    “Rose said you can have me, as long as she gets to keep Leo.”


    As much as I loved my little grey fluffball, that was a trade I was willing to accept.


    “I have so much I want to show you, Buns! But… Are you really here..? Like, here here? F-Forever?”


    “Yes.”


    A twinge of guilt shocked me. She didn’t do anything to deserve being sent to hell, at least not for forever. This was something she did for me. I pulled her into the tightest bearhug I could, and continued to have my emotional meltdown.Help support creative writers by finding and reading their stories on the original site.


    After a few hours, I had recovered. I spent the whole time showing her each and every of my calligraphy sheets. She didn’t seem to care for them, but I didn’t have anything else to show her. I was a bit panicked. There wasn’t anything here to entertain her. There was nothing here for her. I was worried she would regret her decision.


    “Mina.”


    “Yeah?,” my voice shrieked out in anxiety.


    “I’m sorry.”


    “Sorry… For what?”


    My heart sank. I didn’t want her to feel that way. Did she come here because she felt like she owed me something? No, no! This was all Rose’s fault, Bunny didn’t do a thing! How could this have happened?


    “Sorry, I got your floor dirty.”


    Oh. I leaned over and saw little bits of dirt and ash around where she was sitting. Yeah, she did get it dirty.


    “I guess interplanar travel is a bit messy. Let’s get you a nice relaxing bath, okay? I have some bath bombs I think you’ll like.”


    Peace.


    That was the only word that came to mind.


    After our extended, leisurely bath; I was using a brush to get the knots out of her hair, once again.


    “Bunny… I can’t believe I haven’t said it yet, but thank you. Thank you for coming to keep me company. I don’t think there’s any combination of words that could express how much this means to me… I just hope that you don’t regret staying here. I mean, ten thousand years is a really long time for a human. I don’t even know how long it would be to a rabbit…”


    I trailed off, noticing she had fallen asleep, her bare back leaning against me. I found myself whispering words I could have never fathomed before now.


    “Thank you, Rose.”