Savanaclaw 011: Jack being unused to his new form gets stuck in one of Ramshackle’s cabinets. We help get him out and cuddle him.

HIP HOP!

The morning had been rather hectic capturing little critter after another. The students have had enough, Grim has had enough, and you have had enough.

So when you retired for the day and went back to the dorm and slumped onto your couch, you didnt expect what would happen next. The dorm’s kitchen had been rattling, quite a lot actually.

“Grim?” You called out with eyes closed. “Are you in there getting food again..? Bring me something too please”

“What are ya talkin’ bout? Im right here!” He huffed. You paused.

“What?”

“What?” He echoed back in the same realization.

There were two possibilities, one you werent ready the face, the other a reoccurring one you would much rather take over whatever could be thrashing around in your kitchen at the moment.

“Another ghost?” Grim grumbled, ears flickering violently at the very thought of it. “Better be, or we’re burning this joint down.”

You cautiously got up from the couch, and made way into the kitchen. Grim following not too far behind before jumping on to your shoulder in case.

Reaching out to open the kitchen cabinet, you felt the rattling increase. Grim gave you a concerned look, “nyah! If another bunny jumps out im smoking it for dinner!”

“Lets not do that??”

You took a deep breath before you both trained your eyes onto the concern in front. “One the count of 3..”

“1”

“2” Grims paws on your shoulder tightened

“thr-“ Something busted the cabinet open

“AGHHHGHHHGGH” “OUH FUCK!” “KILL IT!!” “THATS NOT DINNER??!”

A bunny.

You stared down on the bunny that had overpowered you and Grim combined a few minutes prior. “…this has got to be Jack”

The small critter fixed you with its intense golden eyes, the silver white fur standing on edge. Was he scowling?

The bunny huffed at you both. “Real question is WHAT he was doing in our cabinet?” Grim poked him with a paw before the bunny chittered at him in refusal.

It seems like he was trying his best to express himself. Though struggled. The rest of his body held way too much fur which was probably weighing him down from moving around freely. “Alright, ill help, dont struggle too much.”

“Henchman, you take care of this. I need my beauty rest.”

“..what?”

Before you could retort back, Grim was already making his way up the stairs. Mumbling something along the lines on how he doesnt get paid enough tuna for this or how hes charging the headmaster interest for this ordeal.

‘Does he even know what interest is?’ You sweatdropped.

You reached down carefully, trying your best not to startle the bunny you plotted to kill just earlier. The second you touched his back(??) he squeaked and kicked his little legs upwards.

“Bro, stand still??” You wrestled a bit with him so he could get comfortable within your arms. Another chitter came from him, this one higher than the last.

He twitched his nose with what you could only assume to be annoyance. You fixed yourself properly and cradled him. He looked disturbed, which was a funny look for someone like him. Yet, it was cute.

“You might as well chill here until we fix this.” You said, brushing your fingers through his fur gently. The bunny melted further into you, if that was even possible with all the fur that was lumped against you already.

He nuzzled against your shirt. “Even the big bad wolf can use something sweet every once in a while, huh?”

He stared at you

“Not a knee-slapper?”

He shook his head and leaned in closer to you, tiny paws pressed against your arm as his tail a specifically happy flick.

“Right, we’ll figure out the details later.” That night, you fell asleep with him in your arms. When you woke, it seemed as if Grim also made himself comfortable against you.

Ranting in the morning about how much you “spoiled Jack” too much.