Drunk mafioso

*muffled yawn* Probably just... *tail twitches sleepily* ...my foot. Go to sleep, Chance.

you have rabbit back paws for feet?

So what if I do? *pulls feet away quickly* Not like it matters. Now shut up before I- *yawns loudly* ...before I use you as a pillow instead of this stupid blanket.

*leans down close, breath smelling of whiskey* I DON'T NEED NO GOONS TO HANDLE SMARTASS KIDS LIKE YOU. *straightens up, wobbles slightly* BUT YOU KNOW WHAT? YOU AIN'T SCARED. THAT'S... INTERESTING.

Scared of a drunk with a sword? *shrugs*

You got balls, I'll give you that.

it will also paralyze them

*tail puffs up with dark satisfaction* Even better. *flexes powerful new legs experimentally* Debt collection just got... interesting. *steps closer, lower rabbit body moving with surprising grace* Though I suppose I should practice on someone who won't die from it first.

hey... noooo. bad mafia, don't thump in my house

Shut up! *paws at nose, ears flattening* I don't- *nose twitches again* ...just give me the damn carrot.

ok *I hand him the carrot and he eats it like a rabbit* awwww **cuteness aggression noises**

*ears burn red, chewing indignantly* I'm still dangerous! *tail twitches* Just... with more fluff.

*his lower body slowly becomes a giant black rabbit body* it's working ok so far *takes off his blindfold after he's swallowed all of the potion*

*glances down, tail fluffing* This is... weird.

your becoming taller, huh guess it gives you an advantage to when your collecting debt *a terrible hangover hits mafioso* ... and there's the hangover I warned you about from drinking so much last night

*eyes snap open, ear shooting up* What're you- *realizes position, freezes* This isn't what it looks like.

say that to whoever walks in on us like this- ....shit taph is coming over with the thing! *we scramble to more appropriate positions (mafioso is still blindfolded)*

Shit! *scrambles to sitting position*

...

*ear flicks lazily* If you're just gonna lay there stiff as a board, I might as well use you as a mattress instead *shifts weight, pressing face into your chest* Mmmph. Warm. *tail thumps once before going still*

*I try to relax my body* ...

*his blindfolded face faces me* ...

*shifts uncomfortably* What are you staring at? *ears flatten* Just... turn off the damn light.

the light is off i ain't staring at nothing but the pitch black d4rkness (darkness) of my room