#..wendy.. (in character)

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@thatscwewywabbit​ ..Cont..

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“Oh, but Bugs,” Wendy pled.  “You’ll catch a cold. Or something else will happen, heavens know what. You don’t have a ride at all? Can I call you a cab? I won’t be able to sleep unless I know you made it home safely.”

She understood, really she did. Bugs Bunny was a busy toon. His name hadn’t gone up in lights and lit up television screens all over the world for so long at no cost. He had work to do, and rest to get for it, rain or not. But Wendy simply could not bare the idea of the bunny going out alone in this storm. She’d be more than willing to help him arrange a ride or speak to her sisters about tidying a place for him to stay with them until the stormy hours passed.

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Those eyebrows begin to scrunch and whatever contented expression on her mouth before is already fallen into a frown - a quivering frown as she attempts to keep her beak clamped shut. But the tears have already welled up. One good blink and they’ll stream her cheeks. Shoulders rise more an more and begin also to very slightly quiver the more Wendy struggles to contain herself. It’s a matter of moments.

You’ve done it now, whoever you are. Three, two...

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@thatscwewywabbit ..Cont..

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So suddenly had her peaceful stroll been interrupted; sudden was never good for Wendy. Predictabley, the surprise of an unknown someone popping up from the grass of ToonTown’s Merry Park had startled her to shrieking with a jump backward and a dramatic fall to her knees. Out of such fright, white gloves rushed to cover her face, and the tears that had already begun to water up. Until she heard the familiar voice.. and slowly, she lowered those hands to peek over them.

It hadn’t been enough to make her quite quake with fear, but her exhale was shaky when she finally attempted a calming breath. It were only Bugs Bunny.

Bugs Bunny with his arm already around her, wiping those panic tears, trying to settle her nerves for the scare he’d accidentally provided her. Even so, it would take a moment for her to settle down - it always did. The sympathetic hare must have caught on to that, for he’d lifted her up with him and swiftly brought her attention to something else..

Within a moment Wendy’d been spun on the toe of her shiny black heels and inclined backward in the  arms of him. Her own hands had absent-mindedly come to rest ahold of his shoulders in reaction to steady herself through the dipping motion.

The look of stunned surprise on her face quickly dissolved into that of soft laughter following his words. Wendy could hear the Chordettes’  ‘Lollipop’ play on a radio not a far distance from them, easing her nerves further.

“You scared me there,” she stated, hands loosening their grip on his shoulders to rest more comfortabley.  “I’m so sorry for crying, I was just so frightened. I don’t think anyone’s popped up from the grass like that on any walk I’ve been on before.”