Because I Blog: A Little Blue Bunny’s Adventure

This is just a little something I concocted in my sleep. Loosely based on reality, tweaked to sound like fantasy, and blogged to  be seen worldwide-ly…(lacked y words already D8) So, please do go on and read whatever I wrote in the following pages!

Well, of course, we should start by introducing our main character, Miss Blue Bunny.

This is Miss Blue Bunny. She’s 15 years old, her blood type is AB and she’s easily bored. So she decides to take a small stroll down the Silver Cloud Lane (doesn’t make sense, but sounds fairytale-ish so yeah.). In her adventure, though, she stumbles upon three creatures namely: Grey Lynx,  Indigo Mallard, and Cyan Feline. You’ll get to know more about them in the story.

Read on!

PART ONE: Miss Blue Bunny is just a cute pen-name for a certain vampire.

Hello! You might be wondering who I am and why I am in this story. My name is Blue Bunny (I know, my name sounds weird), but you may all call me Blue. Or Miss Blue. Princess sounds good too! And Lady…Okay, I am blabbing on too much. Pardon me. I just like talking.

Why am I in this story? Here’s a secret: I am Vivi herself. Uh-oh, don’t tell her I told you guys okay? She might get mad. This is her supposed love story anyway. Supposed, because she has never been in love. Trust me. The kid doesn’t know what hit her.

My point of view will terribly be used in these stories, so please bear with me and my excessive babbling. It’s just fun to talk a lot, okay? Am I boring you already? Should I start with the drabbles? Yes? No? Sure? Well, okay then. On with the show it is! /smiles sweetly with a salute

PART TWO: Grey Lynx is another word for a Douchebag.

There is something weird about the Silver Cloud Lane. It takes you everywhere. It’s a straight road, no forks, no twists and absolutely no turns, but it takes you somewhere unexpected when you least know it. So here I was, strolling along the Silver Cloud Lane when a change of scenario happened. Instead of bright sunshine and flowery fields surrounding me, I was engulfed in an eerie montage of tree silhouttes and sunset colored shadows.

And then he appeared. He was dashing, his hair was in the shade of midnight, and his eyes in the color of the deepest recesses of the ocean. His skin mimicked the color of warm milk, and on his lips was an attractive scowl.

I stood in front of him, speechless, my face heating up due to his intense stare. My mouth felt dry and I couldn’t even utter a single syllable. What was wrong with me? I was usually chattery with strangers.

“What brings a young maiden to the abyss?” he asked, his expression streaked with noticeable mischief. He took my hand and kissed it lightly, sending a ton of hormones in my system. My blue ears twitched at his touch.

“I-I was bored, Mister…” I managed to stutter,  evading the intense glare from his blue eyes. “W-Who may you be?” I asked, lacking another sentence to throw. Hormones. I hate them so much.

“Who may you be?” He threw back, refusing to answer my question. And what is my choice but to answer?

“Blue. Blue Bunny.” I slurred out, surprised I gave out my name easily. I usually say my pen name, Skye Hart or throw a snide remark. But his aura alone rendered me speechless.

“Peculiar name for a cute maiden.” he replied, smirking mischief. He was starting to get annoying. Cute? Me? Ha! I kick ass douchebag. Douchebag? Where did I learn that word?

He swiped a lock of my dark blue hair and twirled it around. My ears twitched yet again. I hate it when people touch my hair. Especially strangers. I instantly moved back, causing my hair to slip away from his fingers. He looked shocked. I meekly held the lock and stroked it before letting out my question. “Now, who are you?”

He almost laughed. I think he found me amusing. Well, what isn’t amusing with a little blue bunny stuttering under this…This douche-y creature? Douche-ey??? Where am I getting these words?

“Grey Lynx.” he answered, his tone set in a perfect nonchalance. “But please call me Grey.” he chuckled, god knows why, before cupping my left cheek. Here, I froze, this guy was starting to get creepy.

“W-what are you doing?” I asked, uneasy, for I also hate being touched. And he’s a freaking stranger for god’s sake!

“You look cuter up close, Miss Blue.” he mouthed, his face, as I’ve noticed, mere inches apart from mine. Oh shit. What the hell is he planning to do? And Up close? Huh?????

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“I have been observing you for quite a while now, Miss Blue.” he replied, still not letting go of my now-pink cheek.

“Quite a while? Observing? I don’t get it.”

He let out a sardonic laugh. Annoying prick. I’d like to kick his ass one day. One day! “Well, Miss Blue, if you haven’t known, all the residents along the Silver Cloud Lane can see whoever walks along the path. And you have been one of its very frequent visitors!”True. I do walk along alot. What I do not know is that the residents can see…Me? Stalker-ish much!

“Why me? I’m not that noticeable, Grey.”

“Ah, you said my name! That sounded nice, Miss Blue.” he replied again, straying from my question. He’s getting on my nerves already. “Not noticeable. Don’t be humble, Miss Blue. You’re one of the most distracting distractions I have ever seen.”

Alliteration. The kid knew his grammar. “I don’t care!” I finally blew up, slapping away his hand from my cheek. “You’re creepy! And weird!”

“You’re cute when you’re mad, Miss Blue.” he chuckled again, ruffling my dark blue bangs. “I remember the time when–”

“Oh Shut up!” I cut him off “I wanna go back to the road! Now!”

He looked pained. Like, this was the first time a girl hasn’t fallen head over heels for him with that sweet talk. For a ditz, I’m still kind of smart with guys…I think. Looking hurt and with a sigh, he snapped his fingers and a vortex suddenly materialized.

“Very well.” he muttered, motioning to the exit. I instantly moved towards it, and my right leg was already in before he grabbed my arm to stop me. “Before you go…”

I only felt the warm kiss on my cheek when I was already back on the Silver Cloud Lane.

“Grey Lynx? More like Douchebag.” I muttered, stomping my foot on the silvery path while wiping my cheek. “Why are there jerks in the world like him?”

To be continued? Or The End? Either….

PART THREE: Indigo Mallard didn’t give a Proper Farewell. 

I was back in the Silver Cloud Lane, frazzled after my encounter with a certain douchebag whose name I’d like to forget already. I was back in the brightly blinding sunshine and the nauseatingly pretty flowery fields. If I was asked, I’d prefer the Lynx’s kingdom better than all this cutesy cutesy sparkle. Blegh.

But just as I was lost in my mindless reverie of more nauseating flower fields, I found myself surrounded by depressing brick walls. Okay, I take it all back. Flower fields? Good. Brick walls that look like they’re from a Dracula Movie? Bad. Looks like I’ve been warped again into some dimension. Are all the dimensions more depressing than the first?

“What are you doing here?”

I almost jumped in fright when I heard a deep baritone from behind me. I turned and saw another male creature. He was smaller than a certain douchebag, his hair garnering a soft shade of purple and his eyes in a bloody shade of crimson. His skin was porcelain and his face…His face was stoic.

“W-what?” I stuttered, my ears twitching repeatedly from fright. Am I face-to-face with a vampire or something?

“Blue bunny.” He muttered. Okay, it’s either he knew my name or he was just pointing out the fact that I have bunny ears and am dressed in head to toe blue. Both works. “What are you doing in my castle?”

“I don’t know.” I spat out. It was the truth. I had no idea why I was in this cryptic castle–apparently his. “I poofed here.”

He managed a chuckle out of his stoic facade. “You’re kinda cute.” He looked away immediately, though, and I can see his face heating up a little. “I didn’t say that. Or pretend I didn’t.”

I was the one who giggled this time. “What’s your name, Mister?” I asked, my head cocked to the side in curiosity.

“You first.” he replied. I sighed. Are all people like this? Oh well.

“Blue. My name is Blue Bunny.” I replied, smiling a little. He was a better companion than the first one. I think. Well, I can smile with this one, right? So maybe his aura isn’t as…Depressing? as the first one.

“Mhm.” he muttered. He didn’t look at all interested, but at least I didn’t get a rather creepy reply. “Fitting. I’m Indigo. Indigo Mallard.”

Indigo Mallard. Wait…I really like studying words so I practically know that Mallard is just another–or should I say, fancy–word for duck. A purple duck. I fought the urge to laugh at his face. He might throw me out, for all I know.

“Indigo.” I repeated. “So, you’re like…A prince? Or something?”

“Well…I could say that.” he replied, looking away. He apparently loved staring into space. “But, I could be a king, for all I know. I own this castle.”

“Alone? You live all alone?” I asked, surprised. He looked young, might as well be my age, and didn’t look like he could rule a kingdom all by himself.

“Well, I have my guards.” He replied to my rhetorical question. He smiled weakly, while scratching the back of his head. “What brings you here, though, Miss Bunny?” Polite. Hmm…This one’s definitely better than douchebag.

“Well, I was walking down the Silver Brick Road when–”

“Ah yes…” He said, cutting me off. Okay, I take back the polite part. Or not. He may be a wee bit more polite than the Grey Lynx person earlier. “You poofed in from the Silver Brick Road, right?”

“Yeah…Was about to say that.” I snapped.

“Pardon me for the interruption” He apologized, sounding sincere “But, I should say sorry for being the culprit of that ‘poofing’. I was the one who summoned you here, Miss Blue.”

Now that was shocking. Summoned? Poofing? He summoned me here?

“Summoned? Me?” I exclaimed in utter disbelief. “W-why?”

“Well, as you can see…” He started to explain while looking at the irrevocably depressing facade of the castle “It does get  bit lonely. The guards aren’t the best kind of company a King could have.” He laughed, but there was a twinge of bitterness in his chortle.

“Oh…”

A few moments of silence.

“Would you like some cake?” he asked, looking embarrassed. I was slightly feeling iffy too, because of all people…Why me? I wasn’t the only one who loved walking along that Silver Cloud Lane…Okay, maybe not. But still…

“Miss Blue?” He prodded, sensing my hesitation to answer. Cake, right?

“Yeah…Sure, I would love some cake.” I managed to slur out. “And maybe tea too, please?”

“As you wish.” he replied, motioning towards a well lit hallway. We walked together, and apparently, the castle wasn’t as depressing as before. Where the hell have I landed? A dungeon? The hallways were long and winding, and it felt like forever had passed before we reached the dining hall. A barrage of maids and butlers came to assist, placing a huge selection of cakes and tea on the table.

“Wha~” I exclaimed, awing at the mouth-watering sight. “So much cake!”

Indigo just laughed at my sudden enthusiasm. Duh. IT WAS CAKE FOR HEAVEN’S SAKE. I love cake. And chamomile tea.

“Don’t eat too much, Miss Blue.” he teased, smiling. “You might get pudgy.”

I puffed my cheeks and pouted at him. “Whatever Indigo.” And I continued stuffing my face with cake.

A few moments passed and we both finished the cakes laid out in front of us. I was wiping my mouth when out of the blue, Indigo stood up and walked towards me.

“You’re a really cute specimen.” he mouthed, softly twirling a lock of my midnight blue hair. I stared at him, dumbstruck, my mouth gaping at the sudden action. I froze, but my face felt like it was a hundred degrees celsius hot.

He lowered his face into mine and for a second, I felt honey-sweet lips brush my own. And when I opened my eyes, he was already gone. And I was still frozen in my seat.

“K-kiss?”

But then, a barrage of guards suddenly filled the space I was in. It all happened too fast for me to remember, and I only found myself being hauled into a vortex and landing butt-first into the silvery path of the Silver Cloud Lane.

I remained frozen in my spot. For several minutes, I stood there, my fingers brushing whatever remained of that kiss. Did I imagine it? Was it real? Was Indigo Mallard ever there? Did he really give me a kiss?

But there was something I could always attest to: Indigo Mallard never gave a proper farewell.

I’m sure this would be continued… 

PART FOUR: Cyan Feline is something I could Never Comprehend.

 Even with my nerved frazzled to the brain from that puzzling entity named Indigo Mallard, I continued my supposedly leisurely stroll. But whatever was happening to me was far from leisurely. I just got kissed twice in a row! And in two totally different dimensions, at that. This place was really weird…Not just weird, as in totally completely and inutterably wonky. Vampiric hosts? Vortexed worlds? Why the heck am I living in a place like this anyway? 

And suddenly, the flowery fields and the bright sunshine disappeared into another scenario. Oh boy…I think I’m getting used to this teleportation!

But, instead of another dungeon or a creepily designed hillside, I found myself in a simple room. A male’s room, most likely, with all the clutter and the chaos going on.

And on the couch, to my surprise, was a boy, bobbing his head to music from his headphones. He had medium-length blue hair, eyes that bore the same color and a cute face. He seemed to be engrossed in whatever thing he was reading, for he didn’t notice that there was a certain blue bunny standing in the middle of his bedroom.

“Ehem,” I cleared my throat, demanding some attention. I didn’t want to go snooping around everywhere, do I?

I saw him shuffle out of the couch, apparently dazed from being shot back into reality. He almost fell from the thing he was sitting on. Klutzy, klutzy. Better than sneaky sneaky, like the two creatures I met earlier. >.>

“Who the heck are you?” He asked, looking furious, while scrambling down to look for the book he dropped along. “And what the heck are you doing in my room?”

“Sorry.” I mouthed. “I poofed here from the Silver Cloud Lane. ” I studied his appearance more at that point. He was lanky, and his skin bore the color of cream.  ”My name’s Blue. Blue Bunny. You are?”

“Silver Cloud Lane, eh? That place is getting wonkier and wonkier each day.” he exclaimed, his hand rubbing the back of his head. He apparently found his book already and threw it on the couch. “The name’s Cyan. Cyan Feline.”

“Do you know that Feline is another term for cat?” I randomly asked, almost laughing at his surname. It almost shouted ‘BLUE CAT’. What the hell? Is everybody who lived along Silver Cloud Lance named after a weird color and an animal?

“Well, yeah.” he replied. “I do. Of course, it’s my name. I should know what it means. Anyway…Uhh…Do you know how to get back from wherever you came from?”

“Actually, no.” I answered. “I just randomly poof in and out of dimensions. I don’t know how to get out. ” My ears were twitching swiftly because of where I was in. Guy’s bedrooms? Not the best place to be in.

“Oh…” he sighed, before walking towards me. He smiled. “I can make you a vortex if you want…Or do you?” he smirked, maybe from seeing my face heat up at that retort. Why am I never poofed up in somewhere where there are gentlemen? WHY IS THE WORLD SO CRUEL?

“O-of course I want to go back!” I exclaimed, a bit too loud. He smirked yet again. God, what is wrong with the men in this world? First, there was a creepy douchebag. Then there was a kiss stealing duck. Now this? A jerky know-it-all who thinks he’s all that? WHY???? “Why would I stay here?”

“I don’t know.” he smirked one last time before proceeding to a supposed work desk. ”This might take a while, though. Make yourself comfortable.”

I looked around his room for an empty spot and settled on the corner of the couch. I watched him work his tools to make me a vortex and before I knew it, I was bored out of my wits. “Are you done yet?” I whined.

“Nope. Only three minutes have passed, Blue.” he replied. That bitch! No Miss? What the heck? He’s the worst!

“I get bored easily. Sorry.” I replied, my voice oozing with annoyed tones. I’m totally beginning to hate this kid.

“Then be useful. Pass me that wrench?”

THE NERVE! But, because I was totally bored, why not? So, Instead of hitting him on the head, I proceeded to his work table and handed him the wrench.

“Here.”

“Thanks.” Nuts and bolts here and there. Twists and turns everywhere.

“Screwdriver?”

Screw him. I’m not his freaking maid. But I handed it to him nonetheless.

“Thanks. Water?”

“Where?”

“Downstairs, doofus.”

GOD HE WAS ANNOYING. I almost hit him with wrench. But, nonetheless, I gave him a glass of water (one cube of ice, ha!) and just went back to lazing on the couch. Hours passed and finally he was done.

“One more thing left.” He said, removing his goggles and facing this little blue bunny.

“What?” I asked, annoyed and impatient.

“A kiss of thanks from the one who requested this.”

Wait..What? Did I hear right?

“Kiss?” I repeated, almost kicking the balls out of the jerk. Jerkface. Die in hell. “What the hell? No!”

He chuckled, seemingly amused from my outburst. “I was kidding. Here.”

Cyan used the gun-like contraption and fired a vortex into a wall. “Have a happy trip!”

I almost ran to the vortex, only if a restricting hand didn’t stop me. And as if deja vu was working its magic, I felt a light kiss on my forehead before I threw myself in.

“If you’re bored, you can come and play!” I heard him shout before I landed–butt-first–into the Silver Cloud Lane.

I stood up, dusted myself, my nerves more frazzled than ever. Three. Kisses. In. A. Row. And they’re from three different–albeit weird–dudes! And this last guy, Cyan Feline, what the heck was he? Come and play? I don’t even know how to open a freaking vortex.

Oh well…

Cyan Feline is something I would never understand, I guess..

To be continued, Im sure of it.

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THERE! IT’S DONE! Well, not really. There may be following chapters (especially for Indigo and Cyan). We’ll just see what Blue will come stumbling into again. Who knows? Thanks for reading! Hope to see you soon!

Tags: Blue Bunny, Cyan Feline, Grey Lynx, Indigo Mallard, Love Story, Sabaw.