The End

Rabbit, Estelle "Bunny" (Dec.25, 1986 – October 17, 2009) Aged 22 years, peacefully at her home after a lengthy illness. One of seventeen children of Peter and Margaret Rabbit, of MacGregor's field, she is survived by her brother Louis, his wife Angela, and their children Dominic, Christian, Oswald, Philip, Suzanne, and Beatrice.

She is also survived by her longtime companion Jeff Hardy of Cameron, North Carolina, his husband Thomas Baker-Hardy, and brother Matthew Hardy also of Cameron.

Bunny was a member of Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals (SPCA), the Anti-fur league, and the Imagi-nation for many years. She was predeceased by two parents, brothers Frederick, James, Stephen, Jason, Adam, and sisters Andrea, Beth, Christine, Louisa, Mary, Patricia, Lillian, Valerie, Denise, and Dolores.

The family will be receiving visitors at the Bechtel Funeral Home and Crematorium from 6:00 p.m. to 8:00 p.m. on Tuesday, October 20, 2009 with funeral services to be held Wednesday at 10:30 a.m. Internment at the offices of Dr. Steven Richards, veterinarian to follow. Reception to follow at the Hardy Compound, 352 Boys Camp Rd Cameron, NC.

Donations to the SPCA may be made as an expression of sympathy.

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"How's that?" Jeff turned to me for approval. It looked fine to me. What really surprised me was that Jeff would agree to do this. I thought he was going to try to turn this into a trending topic on Twitter... how's that for alliteration?

Now you may be asking me why? Why? Because this got way too big for even me and Riky to handle. What was supposed to be a few cutesy one-shots to join the club soon grew a life of it's own. I apologize to everyone who sent in suggestions and questions, but I am only one rabbit and an old one at that. I will however, conclude, with one last story. This one goes back a few years to a dark and stormy night...

"Bunny wanna drink?" Jeff's habit of offering me food and drink was cute. Well, at least it was cute when he was nine or ten, but now it was kinda creepy. Politely, I declined and curled into my Jeffro's arms to wait out a really bad storm.

"Imma glad you're here." Jeff nuzzled my fur.

I know what he meant. Since Jeff had left the WWE, he didn't have his big brother around to console him during thunderstorms. Who knows what Jeff would be like if I wasn't around.

We heard several bangs on the screen door. At least Jeff did. My hearing isn't what it used to be. Jeff jumped a little.

"Who could it be now?" Leaving me on the sofa while he went to answer the door, I hoped that there wasn't a big crash of thunder while he was away.

I strained to hear what Jeff was saying, but he was either talking in very low tones or the rain was just that loud, or I was even deafer than I thought, or maybe all three. Jeff wanders back in a moment or two later, and Matt follows. Now you'll forgive my language, but Matt looked like he'd just found out his best friend was fuckin' his wife. Which, as I soon found out, was precisely what had happened.

"Matty, are you sure?" Jeff asked

"Yup." I could see tears in his eyes. "I sent you the messages, bro. Check your voice mail."

Jeff grabbed his cell phone from the desk and listened to them. His expression changed. He looked really pissed off. Now, I know that the only thing that really angers my Jeffy is when people hurt his family or friends, and Matt was at the top of that list.

"What the fuck?" He yelled "Why would Addy do something like that... and to you of all people?"

"What really pisses me off is that Amy thought that she could keep it from me." Matt put his head in his hands.

"I guess she wasn't the right person for you." Jeff put his arm around Matt and hugged him. At that simple contact, I started getting real damp real fast, and it was only partly because I was sandwiched between Jeff and his wet brother. Matt lost it in a big way. He must've cried for hours.

This was really strange. Jeff was always the emo one. I guess that's why Gil and Ruby brought me into the picture in the first place. Matt, as I've said before, was, and is, the one who's least likely to get emotional.

"I wish there was some way I could make you forget the hurt?" Jeff sighed, rubbing Matt's back softly.

I wished there was some way he could make me forget the hurt.. oh wait, there is... get me outta here!

Jeff finally let go of Matt and thankfully, I was free.

"Jeffro?" Matt looked at his younger brother.

"What Matty?"

"Love me." It was closer to a statement than a question.

"I do love you." Jeff replied

"No... I mean... love me." Matt's red eyes told the whole story. "You're the only person who has never hurt me. I feel safe with you."

"Matty, I'll always love you, but I don't know if I can do what you're asking." Jeff looked really torn up.

"Jeffy, please?" Matt begged "I need it little brother... just this once."

Just this once, I thought, now where have I heard that before????

Jeff stared at me. I stared right back. Jeff was having serious second thoughts about this. When he and Matt had promised as teens that they would always be there for each other, I don't think this is what Jeff had in mind.

"Y-y-you won't hurt me, will you?" Jeff's voice showed just how nervous he was.

"I would never hurt you, Jeffro!" Matt responded

Until you hit him with a chair and cost him his world title, that is!

"Okay, Matty... just this once!"

"Thank-you..." Matt leaned in and kissed Jeff full on the lips.

"Uhhh... Matty?" Jeff asked

"What?" Matt pulled back, the desire evident in his face.

"Not here." Jeff ran up the stairs, once more carrying me by the ear. Matt followed. I prayed that wherever Jeff threw me, the landing would be soft.

NOPE! Face-plant off the corner of the nightstand. My cheek had an indentation for weeks after.

Matt attacked Jeff like a hungry animal, and for a second, it seemed like maybe his promise not to hurt Jeff was going to turn out to be a lie. He pulled Jeff's shirt off with a violent tug and started kissing his neck and pecs, working his way down his abs to his navel then back up the other side.

"Mmmm...." Jeff moaned, he was definitely enjoying it. Any hesitation he had was disappearing faster than his clothes were.

Matt tugged Jeff's pants and boxers down to his ankles and started licking his way up Jeff's legs. Jeff giggled and squirmed around, but Matt lightly held him down.

"Matty, that tickles..." Jeff laughed "Stop it... ahhh." Matt turned the licks to kisses once he had reached his thighs. Jeff raised his hips slightly, the feeling of Matt's lips turning him on more than anything else in his young life.

Matt's mouth traced across the contours of Jeff's groin, giving attention to every bump, every ridge, every curve, until Jeff was moaning in ecstasy. Matt was heading for Jeff's member, when Jeff moaned something that sounded like stop.

"Stop?" Matt asked

"Matty... please... this is supposed to be for you and I'm getting all the pleasure." If Jeff's hard cock was any indication, then Jeff was getting a lot of pleasure.

"It's okay, Jeffro."

"No it isn't." Jeff propped himself up and focused on Matt. "Get over here and let me love you."

Matt smiled deeply, obeying Jeff's command. Pretty soon, Matt's clothes were in a heap on the floor and Jeff was performing the same moves that Matt had just finished. Only he didn't stop when he reached Matt's dick. He teased the soft flesh with the tip of his tongue, making Matt moan and gasp loudly.

Hearing that makes me wish I had a dick so I could experience some of what Jeff was giving to Matt, but alas, I have to settle for hugs and kisses.

Matt inhaled loudly when Jeff took his cock fully into his mouth. He wasn't completely hard yet, but a few suck-strokes soon changed that.

Now it was Matt's turn to thrash on the bed. Jeff had a harder time keeping Matt down, but he managed somehow.

"Matty, I am not going to turn this into something you'd get from a ten dollar hooker!" Jeff frowned. "You want to be loved, so Imma love ya." He climbed on top of Matt and kissed him lightly, tenderly, almost like Matt was fine lace that would tear if too much pressure was put on it.

Jeff is the kind of guy who enjoys giving pleasure to whomever he is with, whether it be man, woman, or... never mind. Watching him take away the pain that Amy had caused was rather sweet. Several times, Matt seemed like he wanted Jeff to be more forceful, more demanding, but Jeff didn't go along with it.

Jeff took his time slicking Matt's dick with his tongue, getting him ready for what was to follow.

"Matty, look at me." Jeff begged

Matt opened his eyes and stared at his baby brother.

"I love you."

"I love you too." Matt sighed

Jeff suddenly sat down, stuffing Matt's dick deep inside him.

"Fuck!" Matt leaned forward when he felt Jeff's warmth envelope him.

"I'm not hurting you, am I?" Jeff said, then started to move up and down on him.

"No... fuck, it's that..." Matt gasped "Amy was never like this... fuck Jeffro, faster."

Jeff closed his eyes, picking up his pace a touch. To Matt, this felt so good. Not just the sex, but knowing that the person doing it truly loved him.

"Jeff, I'm there." Matt groaned

Jeff quickly raised himself, then lowered quickly. Again and again he did it, until Matt erupted, filling his tunnel with his love soup. Without giving even a thought to his own raging hard-on, Jeff curled up in Matt's arms.

"Thank-you, Jeffro." Matt whispered, snuggling deeper.

"You're welcome Matty." Jeff sighed, feeling drowsy.

The storm outside contradicted the utter peacefulness inside the room and the two men were soon sound asleep in each other's arms.

Officially, this is THE END!