*Insert good title* part 2

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My brain🧠 sneezed👃 dem good ideas (de faq😂nu Covid )

!Mentions of animal testing!

!swearing!

!gore/blood!

💥PLS FRICKING READ DIS💥

Based on "Nine lives" dat movie is sure good. Plus to that idea maker idunnoanametopick hands down did they give me dat idea. So I say my gratitude to you ✋😌. Danks and go follow them pls.

To other users I think have amazing heillam books (this an't for "you have to pay back" or to those shitos who do that, so pls don't. I just think your books are incredible and also the way you'll write😊 plus you deserve it)

Heathers4evr
Go check out their willry oneshot book, It's relatably funny in a way.

UwU_CoffeeQeen
Their heillam oneshot book is so faqing cute ❤💕.

WxmpyKxd their book I read is interesting

There are so many that are also ultra-fantastic 😊

So lets continue if you haven't read *insert title* 1 then read it so it kind of can make sense.

A meme because yes

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(Made up places because yes)

Willam bun buns pov.

Cheerybloom rd, Washington, Bailey, crossfire,- shit theres to many. The streets aline together. The pads of my feet are starting to burn from the hard ground. Running become slower. My breath stifulled in the wind. Tilting to the side I, alter to my left into the follwing alleyway. The gasps if air not blowing against my mussel as I steady to a hault. 2 hours and 1 day out of the territory of the wild. The only reason is to get my son.

I might have gotten the stress hairs developing by my neck now, but he's still got the rest of his life ahead of him. I know before this dirty shenanigans ever happened he'd usually stalk his eyes on a bager. Even if we spieces don't see eye to eye. Their love is more powerful. I just wish my selfish brain could of thought of it sooner. I just didn't want him to go, away from his home. I wanted my little baby boy to myself. I guess it's what every father would want on their child. Yet the look, that one stern look, engraved to his wallowing features told me he wanted to leave and be with his destint lover.
The memories hadn't fled from my mind.

Flashback

"Why won't you let me be with him!" My son yells agitated. He wines turn to growls of rage. "The humans they- " he cuts me off." Thaats no excuse, I love him and you can't change that!" Making his point he steps backwards as his sign of leaving. I didn't let him, as I grab to his arm. Whipping his head to one side he glares dagers to my soul. "Please! Don't go, Mikey I just don't want to loose you!" I plead ,barley a snatching a guff. As he wonders off, out the barrow. "To late, you already have." With that said he left. I swallow back tears that were prying to fall. "I can't loose you" I mutter to myself. I repeated those words over and over. Until screeches interrupt them. I escape my mind, and out the barrow I go. The voice sonding familiar- "Micheal!" I yell. My son hauled by the ears to no other than the humans. Just now his eyes glimered with the anger he bestowed, but now it balled fearful tears raining from the lower lid of his eyes. "Daaaad!" He bellows between sobs. The blood dripping to the floor. Wait blood! That's when I saw the thrashing bite mark on his stomic. Oh God (forgive me Lord for using your name ;-;) , those scoundrel mutts. From that distraction the human threw my son to a wired cage. The last thing I ever witnessed from my son.

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I wipe the tears from my eyes. Thats enough sadness for today. If this carries on I don't think I'll stop. Now to the failing plan. Where the fuck is this place. A car tire wheels the edges of my whiskers. Wait a tire! I'm on the fucking road- jolly fucking road-shit  road I try to scurry away. Next minute I know hands gather me up in mid-air. Has the forsaken Satan or something. I was in the allyway then a bloody road now to a humans chest. Karmas a bish, oh well here comes a death note. I waiting for the reched moment that should come by now? Instead of the strangling ears; fine fingers rub my head slowly.

???? Pov.

The wild rabbit kicks, clearly not loving human interactions. It's understandable but not pleasant being beaten to the chest. "You're silly bunny arn't yooou~" I sweet talk the animal as I lift him to my face. His eyes only flared, as if he didn't like how I said it. To follow onto the statement, he lifted his hind-legs to the level of nose and batted it. The hit loosened my grip on him alittle. Pressure to my thumb, the fluffly creature prys to escape, with no effort whatsoever I take my remaining left hand,and nip the back of his neck. "I'm only trying to help yeh, you lucking you're not going where I work." I say holding from the nape of the fellas neck. With that said the hare settles a stop. As if he understood, which is odd for such rickety animal. As we walk solemnly to an openning of a park I crouch on one knee and let go of his neck. Unsurprisingly the hare bolts to the nearest tree. Dusting my hands in satisfaction, I rise and stride to same path I'd taken, but as I strain to the other corner  something hits the bace of my shoe. I look to the suspect of the bump. The same fuzz ball grips to my ankle. I frown confused, I sofly shove him off. He doesn't budge. I attempt again,and he grips tighter. That left me to flip the hell about in the air. If the world could see this I would look to be doing the irish traditional standoff of tap-dancing. The little bugger just hauled on. After a while my muscles gave in. Narrowing to the ally wall, I slid backwards. Laying on the cold gastly floor. I loudly sigh in anonyaous. "you little shit, why won't you-" I grab him up by his upper body "-let go, hey?" I finish. He only cuddles to my chest. "Alright? Little guy, it seems you're staying with me."

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Part 3 will be coming soon!!! I hope you enjoyed 😁

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