They say rabbits don't eat the grass by their burrows, but what if the grass wants to eat the rabbit?
This is a story about the grass by the burrow trying to eat the white rabbit, only to end up being eaten by the black rabbit.
Grass-by-the-burrow quotes ψ(`?′)ψ:
Reborn, how can you stay balanced with Leon sprawled on your hat?
Gokudera, why don't you blow yourself up, too? I'm sure it would be quite a sight. Where's Bianchi, anyway?
Takeshi, you're supposed to be the calm rain, so why does Tsuna-chan say you're a scheming walking bomb?
Disciplinary Committee President, you bite to death people who don't bathe, but do you brush your teeth?
Pineapple can, please don't come back next time you reincarnate. Thanks for your cooperation.
Marshmallow-chan, are you eating so many marshmallows because you're teething?
!@...*,-/":#+{&>%=?
Everyone: Shut up!!!
A sweet or tragic story (?) born from an overactive imagination. I'm terrible at writing blurbs. I'll try not to make it too self-indulgent or too idealized. Please don't flame me if it's not to your taste. Any similarities are purely coincidental. This is my first time writing, so please be kind ( *`ω′)
