clowmaster from tumblr asked: OOOOH! #3 With Poison Apple maybe? Pretty please? XD

From an ask game I did on tumblr where you send me a number (corresponds to a quote) and a pairing. #3's quote was "You did what?!"

Raven's scream pierced the midnight air as she threw her comforter across the room and escaped behind the safety of her desk. She grabbed the nearest object she deemed worthy of battle, which ended with her swinging a spiked handbag over her head. A moment later, Apple flicked her bedside lamp on.

"Raven? What is it?" she asked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"M-My bed! There's something in my bed." Raven gestured towards her wine-colored sheets with the accessory. "A-Apple, be careful!" she warned as Apple peeled back the covers.

The blond sighed. Hesitantly, she removed the creature from beneath the sheets and held it next to her face, sheepish. "Uh, Raven, meet Miss Bunny Fantastico."

Raven's eyes flicked between Apple and the innocent rabbit awhile, an incredulous expression crossing her face, before she erupted. "Apple? Apple!" Raven huffed, too exasperated to speak. She began to pace the carpeted floors and mutter unintelligible things to herself. At least they seemed unintelligible to Apple. Really, she was too concerned with the throbbing vein in Raven's forehead to tell.

Apple and the rabbit glanced at one another. Her eyes then followed Raven until she eventually calmed herself enough to stop pacing.

"Apple, what exactly"—she violently shook the handbag—"do you mean?"

"We-e-ell," Apple began in a high pitch. She rolled her eyes innocently. "I found Miss Bunny Fantastico here back when I took Home Evilnomics. She was part of an assignment, see. Anyway, Madam Yaga kept her in the classroom for a while and she ended up getting fairy sick," she said in her cutest voice as she adoringly rubbed the bunny to her cheek. "I couldn't just leave her there, all locked up in that cage, so I… I brought her here."

For a tense moment, Raven stared with furrowed brows and parted lips. She then dropped the handbag and pushed her hands out in front of her to gesture for a moment while she processed. "Are you telling me that you stole this rabbit—?"

"Miss Bunny Fantastico."

"—that you stole Miss Bunny Fantastico from your teacher's classroom?"

Apple confirmed as slowly as she could, making a sour face at the word stole. "Technically, yes. Think of it this way though! I can take better care of her here than Madam Yaga could. I mean, it's one less animal for her to watch. Really, I'm doing her a favor!"

"No, Apple, I don't think that's how that… Wait! Home Evilnomics? Didn't you take that last semester?" Raven narrowed her eyes. "How long have you been keeping this thing in our room? Oh my godmother, Apple, where were you keeping it that I never knew? Is that where my carrot sticks have been going all this time? I thought you just really liked—"

"Please, Raven, oh please! You mustn't tell anyone," Apple interjected. "Please, let me keep her. How can you say no to these faces?" Apple stuck out her bottom lip, somehow making her face look rounder and sweeter than usual. And, so godmother help her, Raven thought she even saw the bunny's eyes begin to swell with tears, as if the thing knew its livelihood depended on its cuteness.

Raven slouched her shoulders. "Fine," she agreed begrudgingly.

Apple hopped for joy and danced her way to Raven, where she placed a celebratory kiss on the girl's cheek. "Oh, thank you, Raven! You won't regret it!"

Apple skipped across the room, spinning with the bunny and making cooing noises at it, while Raven felt warmth flush her cheeks over the sudden gesture.

"You hear that, girl?" Apple asked the rabbit. "I knew Raven would like you! I told you she was the loveliest, warmest villain a girl could dream of."

Amused, Raven shook her head, and when she was certain her roommate wasn't looking, she pressed her fingertips into the spot Apple's soft, red lips touched. Raven glanced away out of embarrassment, surprised to find just how much a simple kiss meant to her. Then, she decided, it was probably best she didn't dwell on it too much.