A communal gasp rippled through the crowd of long-eared gaping souls. One pointed up at the largest among them. "What are you?!" he asked, others joining in a chaotic mess of questions and declarations.

The one being talked about, rarely talked to, was a bipedal rabbit, like the rest, but she was twice their size, standing about six feet tall over their diminutive three feet. Her body was colored differently left from right. On the right, she was brown furred and brown eyed. On the left, grey fur and vibrant purple eyes.

"Where am I?" she asked, not answering any of the many queries thrown at her. "And what are… all of you?"

It hadn't started that way, of course. Xander had started the day ready to enjoy a little halloween. There was his outfit, a police uniform. He had considered a soldier, but changed his mind almost at the last moment. It was more grounded, and yet different enough. It would be fine!

That forces outside his control had conspired to place that outfit there was unknown to him. He had put it on and it fit perfectly. "You're under arrest." He made a gun-like motion with his fingers at the mirror and laughed on his way out to join the others.

So he went out as the principal had demanded, escorting the kids around to collect candy. That was about when they started turning into what they were wearing. He became a cop, but not a normal cop. With long ears, grey fur, violet-puple eyes and twitching whiskers, Xander had become a human-sized female rabbit cop. "Hey, no running in the road!" she had called, getting into her new character all too easily.

Her friends, Xander's friends, had pulled her along, and they eventually put a stop to the magic that had turned everyone into different things, but there was Xander, still a rabbit, still confused. The only thing that had changed was the coloration of half her body.

"This is bad," casually noted Buffy, frowning at their friend's condition. "Alright, stay calm. We can fix this."

But forces beyond any of their control were already watching it all with interest. They were kind, from their point of view. They would not leave Xander there in that world she did not belong in. They knew a place she would be safe. Safer, at least. Far better than that dark world.

Xander was snatched away, slipping between worlds.

When she had opened her eyes next, the crowd was there, gaping at her.

They were all rabbits, like she was. The destruction of the magic that had changed her had restored her memories and behavior. She knew she had originally been a he, and a human, not a rabbit. "My name is Xander," she tried.

"Xander!" cried one of many rabbits, echoes of the name emerging. The first rabbit step-hopped forward, gesturing up at Xander's relatively huge form. "Behold, the goddess of the harvest has come! Her plentiful curves and great girth all but assure that it will go well!"

"'Xcuse me, pardon me!" A form even smaller than most of the others swam through the crowd towards him. A little bunny with a bad costume of a rabbit popped free. "Hold it right there, Miss… Xander was it?"

"Xander's the first name," she corrected, one ear falling askew. "Is this all part of the magic? Buffy'll fix this soon… I hope."

"The magic!" cried the crowd as one, ready to receive the harvest goddess' blessing.

The little she rabbit turned on the crowd. "Everyone move along!"

"You ain't the boss of me, Judy." One of the other rabbits shoved Judy aside as they moved in to crowd tighter around Xander.

So many eyes of different colors, their little twitching noses and lifted whiskers. They were hoping for… something, though Xander wasn't entirely sure what. She wasn't a goddess, she was fairly sure. She couldn't help harvests. "Um… You'd better work hard and do what needs to be done if you want that good harvest."

The cheer was momentarily deafening. "You heard her," came the cry.

"Yes, we must redouble our efforts and a record crop will be ours!"

The crowd began to disperse, rabbits rushing off to get to work and secure that harvest.

Judy was one of the few not rushing away, instead approaching Xander. "I'm real sorry about that… They get worked up kinda easily." She rubbed behind her head. "I'm Judy. Judy Hopps, and you look really lost." She offered a hand up at him. "Also, you're huge."

"You're tiny," agreed Xander, reaching to meet the little rabbit's hand. She grabbed one of Xander's fingers and shook it firmly, showing no fear of Xander's great size. "Nice to meet you? So… where are we?"

"This is the town-" She waved a hand in a wide circle. "-of Bunnyburrow! You look… kinda like a Flemish, wow. I kinda wanted to be a Flemish." She stuck out her tiny tongue out at the big rabbit. "But nah, I am what I am and I'll make it work. Gonna be a cop when I grow up."

A cop? Xander examined the little rabbit a bit closer, mentally scaling her up, trying to apply imagined age to her to mature the little rabbit kit… "I became you."

"What?" Judy tilted her head, ears going akimbo in the motion. "You're not me. That's silly. Where's your home? I'll walk you back so you aren't mobbed again. That's what police officers do!"

"I'd love to know that…" Xander looked around in the dark of evening. There was little in sight but BunnyBurrow and its farm-life town. "So, hey, you ever hear of a human?"

"Hue man?" Judy shook her head quickly. "Nope. Never heard of it. You have no home? You can't stay here…" She worried her fingers together in a moment of intense thought. "Come with me! My family'll help."

And so Xander followed Judy towards her home, unaware of what a life he, er, she, had hopped into.