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RosefurofThunderclan- For now, your OC has a good job in here. I hope you like how I describe her. The potion... You'll see... (Grins evilly.) Raven belongs to HER you guys, not me!

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RylanWaterbender- 'Cause I'm evil... I`M EVIL FOR EXTRA CREEEDIIIIIT!

Now, TO THE STORIES!

Heather's POV

I felt horrible. Every time I tried to close my eyes, I saw emerald eyes and an image of a creepy looking m,an grabbing at my arms, trying to take... my soul?

I sat up and looked at the clock. 5:42 was there, as loud at the day.

I drifted in and out of sleep for ten minutes or so, until I made a decision.

I needed some coffee.

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"Welcome to Moonbucks, what will you have today?" A female voice droned over the order-drive-through-thingy-which-I-have-never-both ered-to-look-up-what-it-is-called-because-I`m-too-lazy... thingy.

I moaned and leaned back against the soft material of the seat of my old 1996 Buick. "What do ya have that will erase a relationship of a doomed girl and a stubborn man who never bothers to consider his accent and looks kinda like a kangaroo and another guy who is after you but you don't like and are torn between two different worlds of relationships, one you want and one you don't want?"

The voice kinda laughed. "How about a peppermint mocha twist?"

"Excellent, Give me the largest one possible, I'm gonna need it." I started to drive to the front, but slowly backed up.

"Is it, like, sweet? And wake me up in time for school?"

"We can add a shot of espresso. And sugar. And cream."

I smiled tiredly. "Great. And can we do the whipped cream thingy...?"

"$3.16."

"Thanks." I sighed and drove to the order/pick up window.

I stared and poked at the bags under my eyes in my rear-view mirror. "When did I become thirty years older?" I questioned miserably to myself as I stopped my car.

"Wow, nice wheels." The girl at the drive through window smirked.

"Yeah, thanks." I almost literally had to stand up to reach up and grab my drink.

The girl handed over my change. "So, guys giving you that much trouble?"

I hummed a musical mmmmhmm. "You ever try to help a guy with, I don't know, saving the world or something, and he shouts at you to get out of his way in his accent?"

The girl blinked her green- no, blue- no, one of each color eyes! How odd... but it looked cool anyhow. She cheerily brushed her black hair and silver tipped bangs out of her right green eye. "Even though he looks like a kangaroo?"

"Yep."

The girl chuckled again. "I've always thought true love finds a way. Even though I'm not a mushy person."

I sighed. "Well, anyways, thanks."

"Sure thing. Wait- you going to school or college?" The girl raised the eyebrow above her left blue eye.

"I'm headed to Yanks College." I pointed in the general direction I wasn't entirely and positively sure it was, but still.

The girl grinned. "Great." She nodded at my car. "Could you give me a lift there? I'm sick of the bus."

I wasn't feeling generous, but I smiled as cheerily as my sleepy face muscles could allow and patted the passenger seat. "Sure. I'll drive around the front."

"That would be awesome. Thanks."

I drove to the front, and not even five seconds after, the girl ran out, putting a black jacket on over a black tank top, black yoga pants, and a silver metal looking strap making one shoulder look more muscular than the other. her black combat boots with steel metal tips hit the ground with heavy tapping.

In summary, her style was possibly post-Apocalyptic. Morgan wouldn't like this chick.

"I really owe ya one," The girl jumped in, minding to not stab the floor.

I smiled without my teeth showing. "Yeah. You're welcome."

"Whoa, what is this, a 97?"

"96."

Her jaw dropped, getting a real chuckle from me. "I'm, like, sooooo jealous. Oh, yeah," She turned to me and held out her hand with silver tipped nails. "Raven, that's what they call me."

I took one hand off the steering wheel and took her small signal of friendship. "Heather."

"Oh, pretty name." She complemented.

"My daddy gave it to me." I sighed, waiting for the green light fairies to show up and use their magic wands to transform the light color. Of course, fate hated me that day, as we had to sit for more than five minutes waiting for it to turn green.

So, whilst waiting, we turned on the Magical Machine of Entertainment (AKA, the radio)."Glow" by Britt Nicole was playing.

Raven shout-sang at the top of her lungs. "ILLUMINATING LIGHTS UNDER MY SKIN..."

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"OHEMGEE! HEATHER YOU`RE ALIVEEEEEEE!" Morgan squealed as she threw her arms around me.

"Hey- Mor-Mo-" I choked and wheezed as I tried to inhale. "... Cannnn..."

Morgan resumed her BFF strangling technique. "What is it, bestie? I missed you! Lartin was looking everywhere for you and texting you like crazy-"

"Hi, I discovered her. And the fact she was still breathing." Raven rolled her eyes.

Morgan, to my relief, released me. "Who are you?"

"Don't thank me or anything." Raven snorted, suddenly from the happy girl I knew to a tiger. She even bared her teeth and growled, I could swear that. It was scary looking, but despite that, I chuckled.

"Morgan, this is Raven. Raven gave me coffee this morning." I pointed at the new friend that had tagged along.

Morgan nodded and said nothing more to her and turned to me instead. "Heather! What happened? When did you become thirty years older?"

"Couldn't sleep." Was all I risked. If I said anything more, I was scared, Raven would say why I needed the coffee. But a true friend tells no tales.

AT LUNCH THAT DAY

I sat in my normal spot, drinking my second cup of coffee that day. Raven and Morgan joined me with a lunch try for each of them and one for me.

"No, guys, 'm not hungry." I rubbed my eyes.

"Well, you gotta eat something. Here, why not some-" Morgan was broken off by Raven.

"If she doesn't want to eat, she doesn't have to." Raven glowered.

Morgan started an insult to throw, possibly surprised that 'Goths' ate at all, but who interrupted, except for...

Lartin. "Hey, Heather. Where have you been?" His British accent seemed to hypnotize Morgan, but Raven looked as unfazed as I felt.

I gave a weak and fake smile. "Hi Lartin. Business."

"Oh, good. See you after school?"

"No, not today, I need to get home and earn some sleep." I yawned.

"Well, a girl has to get her sleep." He smiled again, almost blinding me with the teeth he must've bleached.

He walked away, still good looking.

The three of us sat for a moment until Raven said, "That was Lartin? He acts like some sort of zombie."

"Are you kidding?!" Morgan squawked. "He's so dang sexy!"

As the two were arguing, I found that though I didn't fully agree, I was more on Raven's side than Morgan's.

I slurped my coffee loudly to try and get them to shut up. It must've worked, because they shut up.

Finally, after about a full minute, Morgan sighed and pressed a hand to her head. "Alright. Heather, what's eating you?"

I started to speak, then shut my mouth, then opened it, then closed it again.

"Guys," I finally croaked.

Morgan's jaw extended at least six feet and touched the floor. (Not really.)

NORTH POLE. Bunny's POV

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"Well?" I paced the floor as Phil and two other yetis were playing with a silvery green potion.

"Merglumherrrmonherph," Yaloo, one of the yetis, muttered.

"Make sure no one knows." I said. "Not even North."

The yetis agreed promptly, and handed me the liquid.

"Am I supposed to drink this?" I acknowledged the potion with a nod. The yetis stared at me.

"M'Kay, stupid question."

I held up the potion. "Here's to you, Heather." I muttered and put the vial to my lips.

I drank it down.

BURGESSES COLLEGE, ART ROOM.

"Well," the girl named Iris Penbird pondered upon my situation. "The way I see it, he was just protective of you."

Morgan sighed romantically and threw a hand to her heart. "How romantic."

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, 'cept the dreams could kill me."

Iris' cat, Lil` Lilly allowed a mreeeower of help and settled into her owner's hood of her jacket.

I groaned and held my head. Stupid dreams...

"I need to go home. It is the end of the day, after all." I stood up, thanked Iris, Morgan, and Raven, then I left.

On the way home, though, I grabbed a fourth cup of coffee.

NORTH POLE. LATER THAT NIGHT.

BUNNY'S POV

I rolled in my bed. Why in the bloody heck is it so hot and itchy...?

I kicked off my covers and sat up before realizing I was... Almost full human. And soon I would need...

I need some pants.

Wrapping my blanket around me like a skirt or something, I stood up and walked into the workshop. Tufts of bluey-silvery fur and hair fell to the ground, leaving an almost luminescent trail of my own fur. Kinda shocking for me.

"Phil!" I hissed. When he didn't respond, I whispered louder. "Phil!"

The yeti emerged and mumbled something before his jaw dropped as far as the other side of the world.

"Yeah, I'm human. Shut up and get me some britches!" I growled.

Phil ran into the workshop for less than three minutes and then tossed me a pair of pants.

"Thanks," I muttered and ran upstairs, crawled back into bed and fell asleep.

FIVE HOURS LATER.

I awoke to North, Jack, and Sandy standing there, looking surprised and wide eyed.

"What?" I said groggily, yanking my covers higher. I was covered in my sleep, but felt entirely awkward in front of there guys.

Jack placed a hand on his chin thoughtfully and regained his impish smirk. "You need some pants, Cottontail...?"

I turned pink. "Uh."

I grabbed the pair beside my bed I had acquired from Phil and started out, but stopped and glared at everyone else. "Ever need some privacy?"

Everyone walked out and I, still covered with my blanket, walked into the bathroom. "Yeah."

I walked in slammed the door, and pulled on my pants.

After taking one look in the mirror, I examined my face.

I had a full head of hair. Still gray-blue-silver, but that was only a mere hue of the black clump of fur atop of my head. no rabbit ears, just human ears that lined up with my eyes and mouth. My eyes were still green, the emerald green I was used to and my nose...

I traced a finger along the shape of my own nose. It felt so... different. A human nose. It was pointer than my Pooka one, but I could tell the similarities.

My tattoos. I turned to investigate when I noticed-

I was very muscular. "Sexy", as I heard people say in movies or typical conversations.

I finally finished with brushing my chompers, then turned and walked out the door, pants and all.

I whisked through the shelves of clothes until I found a muscle shirt- pale green in color, and grabbed a pouch for my boomerangs.

I stood up and looked at the workshop door.

I had someone to see, and an apology to make.

Yeah, Bunny is sexy! Will Heather forgive him? What happens next? Will Brownie get a cheese burger?

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