AN: Happy Zombie Jesus Day, everyone! Here's a fluffy little present for you!

I lay across Helena's bed lazily, tossing an orange ball from one hand to the other while staring at the ceiling. She went to get the results from her exams today and hasn't gotten back yet. I want to surprise her, so I've been waiting for her to get home for a little over an hour now.

Aside from the occasional chewing and scratching noises coming from the cage setting on her dresser, the only sounds in the room are my alternating humming, blowing air through my lips, and making clicks with my tongue. Thinking noises.

"Let's see..." I mutter to myself. "Her dad's giving her away, so I guess he's out. The Prime Minister? No...he's way too busy. Besides, it's not like we're all that close." I stretch my arms up over my head and bite my lip in concentration. "Who else do I even know?" I sigh as it dawns on me that I don't really have any friends, let alone one I'd ask to do this for me. "This is really sad."

I roll my eyes and turn my gaze to the cage. "I don't suppose you'd like to be the best man, would you Alfie?" Alfie takes a drink from his water bottle. I let out a small chuckle and turn back to the ceiling. "I guess not. So who else?" Yes, I do realize that I'm alone in a room talking to someone who can't say anything back so in essence, I'm talking to myself. I just think better when I do it out loud, that's all. It comes from living in a building that actually does give opinions, albeit not with words. Besides, this really is something I need to figure out, and soon.

An idea crosses my mind. There is someone I know. But I almost immediately dismiss it. "No. Absolutely out of the question. That'd just be...weird."

I hear footsteps approaching. I jump to my feet and stand in front of the small cage in an effort to hide my companion. The door opens and Helena steps inside, a small package in her hands. Her gaze falls on me and a bright smile lights up her face. "Hello. I wasn't expecting you quite yet."

I shift a bit awkwardly, not wanting her to notice Alfie yet. "Well, you should know by now to expect the unexpected with me."

She gives me a sideways look, setting the little box on the bed before making her way over slowly. "What are you doing?"

I shove my hands in my pockets and look away, trying my best to hold back a smile. I don't think it's working. "What do you mean? I'm not doing anything."

"What are you hiding?" She tries to look over my shoulder, but I stand on my toes and lean so I'm in her way again.

"Oh, so now you think I'm hiding things." She attempts to sneak pass me, but I continue to block her. "Really, Smiles. Sometimes you can be a bit paranoid." After a few more rounds of monkey in the middle I decide I've had enough fun and step out of her way.

She leans down to Alfie's level, staring in disbelief. "You got me a rabbit?"

"A brown British lop, to be exact. Sort of a 'Happy Easter/ Congratulations for doing so well' or 'sorry you did shyte on your exams' gift, whichever the case may be." I stoop down and open the top of the cage, scooping out the large (and I do mean large...they drag on the bottom of the cage) eared animal gently and cooing "Say 'hello' to Helena, Alfie." Alfie looks at her and wiggles his nose.

"Aww." She strokes his fur and gives him a small kiss on the top of his head. "I think I'm in love."

"Careful with that." I tease, covering Alfie's ears playfully. "He might start to get ideas. Then I'd have no choice but to become insanely jealous." I give her a quick kiss and ask "By the way, you never said: is he a blue ribbon or a consolation prize?"

Helena sighs dramatically and looks at her feet. I frown, partly because she worked so hard to learn all those things and partly because it would mean more sitting around and studying and I don't think I could take that. Then she looks back up at me slowly, a cheeky grin on her face. "Two A's and a B."

I sigh with relief as she reaches for her new pet and holds him against her shoulder not unlike a baby. "That's good, right?"

"Yes, Valentine. That's very good." She pets his ears for a moment before looking at him sadly and placing him back in his cage. "I feel sort of bad now. What I got you isn't all that special."

I wave it off. "Oh, whatever. I'm sure I'll love it. It's not like I'm difficult to shop for," I tell her reassuringly. To prove my point, I snatch the gift off the bed and open it dramatically. Inside is an assortment of peppermint candies in the shapes of rabbits, chickens, eggs, and flowers. "Oh, wow. Now these are really great." I pick up a daisy shaped one and inspect it before popping it into my mouth and savoring it's sweetness. Peppermints are my absolute favorite food. I push it to the side of my mouth and grin widely at Helena. "Thanks, love."

She cracks a small smile, not completely satisfied. "It's still not good enough." Then she bites her lip and her smile gets bigger. She reaches under her bed, pulls out some clothing, and throws it into my face. I pull it off of my head and lay the garments in front of me to get a better look at them. A rather stylish white button-up shirt and a pair of equally fashionable jeans. "They were supposed to be an anniversary gift, but I don't think it would hurt to give you them a few months early."

"These are actually really nice." Clothes usually aren't on my list of things I want, but I can definitely make exceptions.

"Good, cause you're putting them on right now." With that she forces my ever-present red shirt off over my head and hands the new one to me.

"Hey!" I protest, more because of the suddenness of her action than being uncomfortable with it. "What are you doing?"

"I'm taking you to lunch, silly. Now hurry up and get changed, before I regain my sanity."

I laugh as I slip the new clothes on and button them up. "Okay, just as long as it's not that French place again. They probably remember me from last time."