Waxer bumped Boil behind one of the many staircases and gave a titled helmeted gaze. “Because, this planet isn’t the right biome at all. Any animal listed or scanned doesn’t fit the makeup, and that isn’t to mention the plants seem sentient enough to kill him if he tried to eat them.”
“Then why is he here Waxer?”
“I don’t know Boil,” the clone finally snapped, and Obi-Wan felt a bit more heat in his tone, ears flattening slightly. “Maybe someone abandoned him here even. Maybe he was doing little bunny prayers to the Force that someone would save him, maybe he isn’t a rabbit at all but someone crazy shapeshifter that could eat you whole in your sleep!”
As he finished his small, absurd growing rant, Waxer thrust Obi-Wan right into Boil’s face, and Obi-Wan insticly sniffed the plastoid curiously, then nibbled at the edge of it in his sudden confusion on what was happening now.
Which he was shocked to find suddenly sent Boil into a fit of honest to goodness giggles. His teeth had clicked along the edge where visor met plastoid, and the soft crickly and wiggling of his nose struck something in the clone suddenly. This in turn had some equal affect on Waxer, who had watched Obi-Wan’s tail flick in excitement at the laughter and was suddenly lost to it as well.
It continued to descend, Obi-Wan flicking his head back and worth with mounting glee. He had never heard them laugh so easily, and he was immediately driven to try and cause more joy, any panic he had at his predicament lost.
Maybe being a… a rabbit wasn’t all bad, for a little bit.
Yes, it is Obi-Bun. Yes, I have actually written for this story. No, I have no idea where it will go or when there will be more, but I am sure I will let you all know heh
Also never know how to tag people and everyone I can immediately think of has already done this, so if you wish to do it, you are very welcome to tag me cause I would love to see ya snippets and lines :)
