[AN - Been a bit since I updated this. Most of these wrap-up (at least somewhat) the major "story lines" through these snippets. One of them is random/it's own little offshoot.
I'm still going to leave this active vs. mark complete as I do think I'll continue adding on. Even less often though. Although it is a nice to have this to come over to from Love's Tales on occasion.]
"So...we still need to talk, really talk this time, about the planning you and your mom are doing."
"Do I need to play the pen again?"
"No. No need for the pen. Please."
"Okay."
"So."
"Yes?"
"You've...you've really been doing those things? Discussing it with your mom? Making...arrangements?" [squeaking]
"You really don't understand your bunny do you?"
"I guess I'm a slow learner?"
"Dumb fox." [affectionately]
"Yeah. Okay. So...then I have a question. If that's allowed?" [nervously]
"Of course it is silly."
"Well I wanted to check since it seems I'm a slow learner or something."
"But you're very good at stalling." [bemusedly]
"Right. Okay. Here goes. Judy." [gets on one knee/opens small box] "Will you mar-"
"YES! YES! YES!" [tackling hug]
"Gurk."
"I have been SO waiting for you to actually ask me!"
"Yeah. Heh heh." [gulp]
"I need to call my mom so we can start planning for real!"
"Right. Sounds go-What?"
"You heard me." [evil grin/teary eyes]
"Snurk. But. Gah. You said. What?"
"Did you really think we'd do all that before you asked me?"
[mouth drops open]
"It's called a hustle sweetheart." [rubs noses] "Boom."
"Wake up." [whispered]
"Snurf. Hmm?"
"Oh Nick. You don't know how long I've been wanting to do this."
"Uh...do what."
"You know what." [crawls onto bed]
"Carrots?" [nervously]
"Yes Nick?" [crawls under covers]
"What...what are you doing?"
"Isn't it obvious?" [crawls on top of him]
"This-"
"is something that's long overdue." [nipping and kissing]
"Carrots!" [panicked]
[BEEP] [BEEP] [BEEP]...
"Huh?" [groan] [BEEP] [BEEP] [BEEP]...
"What a dream."
"Yes it was."
"CARROTS? What? You?"
"Hit the snooze will you?" [snuggle/burrow]
"It's time."
"What? OH! OH! Time! Right! It's time!"
"Breathe Nick."
"Yes! Breathe! Breathing good! Okay! I'll grab everything. You just...stay!"
[mass chaos] [running around apartment] [grabbing travel bag]
[bemused expression]
"Okay! We've all set!" [runs out the door]
[snort] "Mom said you'd be like this."
[footsteps running away]
"She said dad actually made it to the car the first time."
[muffled expletive] [footsteps running back]
"Not too bad. You realized before the car." [chuckling] [groan]
[door flies open]
"Judy! Sorry! I-"
"Shh. It's okay. Let's go. Together this time though?"
"Yes. Together. Together good!"
[laugh] [groan] "Don't make me laugh. It hurts."
"It's time to change your dressings."
"I can get them if you bring me the stuff."
"No! It's my job."
"Carrots - you're trembling. I can see it. Let me, okay?"
"NO!" [yells] "Sorry" [whispered]
"It's okay. I understand."
"Do you?"
"Judy-"
"You died." [flat]
"I'm-"
"You! Died!" [tears]
"I'm here."
"Right in front of me. In my arms. Your blood all over me. You died."
"Don't do this."
"It should have been me."
"That wasn't going to happen."
"It's my fault."
"You didn't shoot me."
"I went in."
"We. We went in."
"And at the hospital...you died again."
"You brought me back. Each time."
"What? I killed you! Dumb, dumb bunny!" [sobbing]
"I felt you. I heard you. When it happened. Every day till I woke up."
"And I've still...I've still never...told you how I feel." [sobbing/hiccups]
"I already know."
"You. Should. Hate. Me. Like I do."
"Not going to happen. No matter what. I'm yours. Always."
"I'm sorry."
"I know. It still wasn't your fault."
"What do I do?"
"Love me. Like I love you."
"I do." [whispered]