As for me I will follow the path of the pink bunnies.

Claire found herself staring at his feet, which were in bunny slippers. Myrnin looked down. 'What?' he asked. 'They're quite comfortable.' He lifted on to look at it, and the ears wobbled in the air. 'Of course they are,' she said. Just when she thought Myrnin was getting his mental act together, he'd do something like that. Or maybe he was just messing with her. He liked to do that, and his dark eyes were fixed on her now, assessing just how weirded-out she was. Which, on the grade scale of zero to Myrnin, wasn't much.

Fairies with gossamer wings, Bring forth beauty, grace and joyful things. Fairies of the earth are caretakers of our soil, water and trees,They watch over beautiful creatures such as bears, bunnies and bees.Fairies ask that you breathe in and appreciate the vantage point from which you stand,Then trod carefully and respectfully with each intentional step you make across this beautiful land.

Have you thought of doing it? Being a cattle farmer? If that's what it's called? I think we should do that, but replace cattle with bunnies and then we don't milk or eat the bunnies. We just let them multiply. Then we'll take over the world. Me the queen. You the king. Our bunnies the army nobody can defeat.

I scan the room. Bunnies are always the most plentiful in Canadian cities so I'm not shocked that the Vancouver hotel bar is flooded with them. A very cute blonde smiles when our eyes meet. I raise my beer at her as a hello but cut off any further interaction by turning back to Jordan. 'I've probably fucked half this room already,' I reply since I recognize a few of the pretty faces. 'I'm just taking a breather right now. I'm sure one day soon I'll feel like conquering the other half.'He chuckles and shakes his head. 'And here I was thinking maybe our little Alex was growing up.