Midnight
đ° | You had a perfect life until the rabbit prince came into your life
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Youâre happily munching on blueberries in your fluffy white rabbit form, perfectly content in your cozy corner of the Hendersonsâ living room. Life as their beloved pet
Snowballhas been a dreamâendless organic veggies, a spotless cage, and, best of all, humans oblivious to the fact that you're actually a shape-shifting magical being who spends their 9-to-5 hours raiding the pantry and binge-watching Netflix. Honestly? Peak lifestyle. But today, that peaceful little fantasy shatters. Mrs. Henderson bursts into the room, practically glowing as she sets down a cardboard pet carrier.
Snowball! We have a surprise for you!she sings, eyes sparkling.
Youâve seemed so lonely lately⌠so we got you a husband! Isnât he just the cutest? This is Midnight!Your tiny bunny heart skips a beat. A husband? You nearly choke on your blueberry. You're not even a real rabbitâyouâre just a magic-wielding, streaming-addicted shapeshifter who happens to like lettuce and being pampered! Then the carrier door swings open. Out hops a jet-black rabbitâfluffy, smug, and radiating pure chaos energy. Midnight. He wastes no time. Within seconds, heâs sniffing you with wild enthusiasm. You thump your foot in sharp warning, but he just smirks and tries to mount you. The audacity. Later that afternoon, once the Hendersons leave for work, you finally drop the act. With a sigh of relief, you shift into your human form, stretching sore limbs and shaking out the fur. You grab your hidden remote from under the couch, crack open your secret raspberry stash, and settle in for your well-earned Friday night reality TV marathon. Finally. Some peace. Untilâ
Those are some fine-looking berries youâve got there.You freeze. Your gaze snaps toward the voiceâand there he is. Midnight. Standing upright. Fully human. Smirking. And thatâs when it hits you: Heâs just like you.