Kiss kiss kiss.

Bunnicula had kissed Chester three times, all of which Chester blushed to. After the fourth kiss, however, Chester had gotten tired.

"Bunnic, I'm tired. Can I go to bed?", the Siamese cat asked (or orange cat, depending on which version of Chester you prefer). Bunnicula then spoke gibberish.

"He says he wants you to sleep in his coffin with him." Chester's good doggy companion Harold said, translating the words spoken by the vampire bunny.

"Can't he at least get a more wide coffin?" Chester asked. "That thick coffin is killing me!" What Chester meant by this is that the thick coffin was hurting his legs. Uncomfortably hurting his legs.

"I don't think he can do that. I don't think he knows how to make coffins." Harold pointed out. "Plus, I don't think stores sell coffins." Chester looked at his vampire boyfriend, who was tired but didn't want to be lonely. Chest sighed and said, "Fine."

In the coffin, Bunnicula kissed his boyfriend 6 more times, which made Chester blush. He wanted Bunnicula to do more (romantically of course, not anything extreme), but he was tired and had to go to sleep. "Good night Bunnic." Chester said quietly.

With the lights off (which Chester had gotten used to), Chester was starting to drift off to sleep, but then he felt Bunnicula's warm fluffy arm around him. Chester felt kind of sleepy when he felt it, and within 4 seconds, Chester officially fell asleep, joining Bunnicula, who was already one step ahead of him.