"Awww, you're a little bunny!"
The villain's left ear twitched in irritation, their face already flushed a deep red from the hero's teasing. "Shut. Up," they seethed.
The hero cooed. "Does bunny want a carrot?"
"Can bunny do a little bounce?"
"I'M NOT A RABBIT!" the villain cried, fists clenched firmly at their sides.
If the hero called them bunny one more time they swore they'd... Well, they didn't know what they'd do, but it wouldn't be pretty - that was for sure.
They watched as the other simply smiled, enjoying the situation far too much. "Your ears say differently," they commented.
Again, the villain blushed, bringing their hands up to their face and groaning in embarrassment: it was just a simple slip-up with a prototype. They'd intended to turn the hero into a helpless rabbit but instead the device had exploded in their face and left them them looking like a fool!
It was too early in its design - they knew they shouldn't have used it for this battle. Stupid, stupid, stupid!
"So, are we still fighting or..." The hero let the question hang between them, lips still quirked upwards as they regarded the cute criminal before them.
"Yes - no! I-- Just give me a minute!" the villain snapped, turning away and all but stomping over to a desk on the other side of the room.
At least they were in their own lair. All the supplies they could possibly need to fix this were in the room around them, they just needed a second to figure it out.
Grumbling to themself, the villain sat down and started rooting through the drawers, soon pulling out a second prototype and placing it gently down in front of them: the de-bunnyfier. The villain wasn't dumb - what mastermind of crime built a weapon that could turn people into animals without building a second that could turn them back? Not the villain, that was for sure. Indeed, the answer they needed was already in fairly stable condition, they just had to charge it and--
They didn't quite know what was happening to them all of a sudden but it was delightful.
The villain leaned back slightly as a strange sensation rushed through them, a small gasp sounding from them before a content sigh took it's place - their body practically melting within seconds. The sensation grew stronger, the villain only vaguely aware of their right foot thumping rapidly against the floor beneath them when their eyes slipped shut, tipping their head back in an attempt to get more only to jerk forwards violently when a small giggle sounded above them.
Stupid, teasing, disrespectful!
The villain ought to have them liquidised! Frozen! Burnt to a crisp - to ash; to a tiny little speck of dust that the villain could hoover up and throw away with the trash, GAH!
In their attempt to smack the hero's devilish hands away from their ears, they not only manged to hit their knees against the desk but also fell out of their chair entirely, crashing clumsily into a pile of cardboard boxes that they'd left stacked on the side - one of them falling down over their head and concealing them from sight.
Honestly? Good. The villain didn't want to see the hero anyway. And they certainly didn't want the hero to see them!
They felt their left ear twitching again. "What?"
"Should I, er--" They cut off, a small noise that sounded suspiciously like laughter escaping them. "Should I come back later, perhaps?"
The villain huffed. "If you like... See if I care."
They did care. The past ten minutes had been the most humiliating of their life and all they wanted was a few seconds alone to fix it and forget it ever happened.
Fortunately, the hero seemed to understand that.
"Okay, well, I'll be back in an hour."
The villain expected to hear the hero leaving then but they didn't, the other still seemingly standing just a few steps away from them. A few seconds passed and their suspicions were confirmed with the sounds of them shuffling - almost like the hero was unsure about something.
"Will you still have the ears when I get back?" they finally asked.
Even under the cover of the cardboard the villain still blushed. "Absolutely not!"
"Aww, it's a shame," the hero said. Suddenly the box was being pulled from the villain's head and they weren't quick enough to stop it - their nemesis staring down at them with a smile. "You look adorable."
They - the villain - looked a-adorable?!
"Oh well," the hero finished, laying the box to the side and starting to back away. "I'll see you in an hour, bunny."
And with that they leapt up into the air, putting a second hole through the villain's ceiling before the other could regain enough brain cells to snap back at them.
A minute passed. Then another. Finally, the villain managed to shake off their momentary shock, quickly pushing the boxes aside and going back to sit at their desk - glaring down at the small device that lay upon it once more.
Stupid hero and their stupid words. Adorable - the villain would show them adorable! They'd show it to them with a swift kick to the face!
With a huff, they found a cable and connected it to the device before plugging it into the wall, leaning back in their seat and crossing their arms as they waited. And waited. Their eyes wandered about the room, taking in the new damage absently before catching on a certain point on the wall and taking pause. Curiously, they stared at themself, their reflection in the small, shining surface watching them back...
When an hour passed, and the hero returned, they still had their ears.
The villain didn't know what was more embarrassing: the fact that they'd forgotten to turn the charger on or the fact that they were secretly glad they hadn't.
