Paralogue 1: Not so much a killer rabbit now [visual]

[lastkillerbunny]

[On this fine day on the outskirts of Ponyville, Yarne’s looking a bit exhausted. He has the scroll propped up somehow so his hooves are free. Also he seemed to pick up a white rabbit as a hitchhiker flopped on his head. He gently shakes his head but it fails to work. There also seems to be several pairs of rabbit ears poking out from the bottom of the picture, gathering around him.]

Okay, seriously, can you please leave me alone? I’m not even an actual bunny! It’s not what you think! Ugh, I should never transform when I’m outside of the town...

Could someone give me a hoof, er hand, some help here? They’ve been following me everywhere. What am I going to do with all of them?

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[lastkillerbunny]

Uh, sure thing, Mr. Finevoice.

[Yarne sighs in relief. That's one less bunny he has to worry about.]

I'm glad you guys are reunited. Don't worry, he's been doing fine. I have no idea how long he's been here. He sort of just tagged along with the mob here.

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[millionbitpipes]

Huh. Maybe he's been here the whole time. Dunno why that would happen, but really why the hay does any of this happen...

[He's kinda just thinking aloud now; satisfied that Frank's still in good condition despite his unknown adventures, he gingerly rubs the bunny's head with the edge of one large hoof and sets him down again.] Don't worry, I'll keep him outta your hair from now on. Thanks for findin' him.