Unfortunate Bunny Days

I suddenly find myself in my room. I wake up in a jolt. I look around my room and sure enough, everything is there. Even that creepy FNAF poster I got hanging beside my bed. No idea why I put it there.

Was all of that just a dream? I have no idea it must have been since this is my place and it looks so real. I throw the blanket off of myself then jump off of my bed. It gives me relief to land on my normal human-sized feet.

The next thing I do is feel my face. Yup still have my half-assed version of a beard and the other thing I didn't know I missed. HANDS! I clasp my hands together enjoying the feel of them meshing.

After doing embellishing in my appendages I head over to my bathroom to check in the mirror. Sure enough, it was still me. A middle-aged man wearing a green Zelda T-shirt and some red plaid pajama pants. If it were Christmas I would be ready for the holidays.

I pick up my toothbrush out of the holder then after putting on some toothpaste I begin brushing all my teeth. I was just about to get my inner sections when the light malfunctions leaving me in darkness!

I flicker the switch on and off a few times and miraculously the light switches back on.

"Stupid bulb." I groan going back to brushing my teeth. I gag at the toothpaste within my mouth. I always hated the feel of toothpaste. I never understood why.

After a minute of brushing, I lean down and spit into the sink then turn on the water so it gets washed down the drain. I turn off the water and wipe my mouth with a nearby hand towel. I lean up and screamed at what I saw.

In the reflection, there was suddenly a white bunny. The same white bunny I had been in that dream. Okay, I should maybe take it easy on the beers.

I reflexively feel my face but all I can sense is my hands and human face. I check out the rest of my features first looking to see if I was naked. Nope, same clothes I was wearing before.

I go back to see if the reflection was still there but it was already gone.

"What the fuck was that all about? Why am I having visions of that fucking bunny and why the sex dream?" I say angry.

What is wrong with me? Maybe I should call my mom. I rush back to my room and unplug my phone from the charger. I turn it on and head to my contacts hovering my thumb over my mom's number.

On second thought my mom might think my dreams would be too disgusting. She might never talk to me again. And my dad isn't an option either considering he might be working by now. I frown at how little options I have.

I scroll through my contacts till I find someone I could trust. I scroll over the name. Gary. Never thought I'd call him away from work and we haven't casually talked in over a year. I sigh as I press call.

I waited as the phone rings once. Twice. Thrice. I start to get worried that he might not answer when on the fourth ring it stops. He picked up.

"Andyyyyy! My man what's up!? So you finally decided to call me? What's the occasion, you finally got a girl?" He says in his usual chill outlandish way.

"No Gary, I don't have a girl and I probably won't have one in a long time still." I impatiently explain. I sigh frustratedly.

"Andy you really should get out more. After all an open mind is a healthy mind." He says on the other side.

"A healthy mind. Yeah I know. You never shut up about that crap at work." I interrupt him at the end there. "Listen I just had the weirdest dream just now and I don't know who else to call about it." I say to him walking down the hallway from my room.

"Something weird eh bro? Don't worry, I can keep a secret. No doubt about that. Cross my heart and hope to die." He says. I frown.

"I'm not your bro. I'm just calling someone I can trust." I say getting to the living room, sitting down on the wide couch.
"Okay so like… I had this dream where I woke up as a bunny." I say too him nervously.

"A furry dream? Wicked. Did you end up mingling with any bunny friends or anything?" Asks Gary, sounding interested.

"Not exactly. I woke in some sort of sanctuary and there were animals all around. I guess they showed me to someone who might help but I'm pretty sure they went to feed me food…" I say relaying the details.

"Hm. It sounds to me Andy that you're feeling hopeless and need help. You want me to come over?" Asks Gary concerned.

"Can it Gary! We're not that close of friends okay!" I yell.

"Woah easy there! No need to let your hatred spread man! I get when I'm not wanted man. Is there anything else that's bothering you?" He asks.

"Well the caregiver was a fucking pony, and when I idly called her ass sexy I guess she was able to hear me? How the fuck does anyone hear a bunny?" I remark.

"Well Andy it is a dream, it isn't at all that confusing. Anything can happen in a dream. Like last night I vividly dreamt about being at work and got promoted to a chief of office. Whatever that means." Gary says. Crazy son of a bitch. Why is he like this I'll never know.

"That's not even a real title!" I yell at him for being so uneducated in how our workplace functions. I thought I'd shut him up but he starts laughing.

"Well of course not! I went and searched it up and no results came up!" He replies still laughing.

"Whatever." I say not caring about his mind or how it works. "But the weirdest part about my dream was the last part where the pony gave me a hoofjob!" I exclaim.

"Pft! So you are lonely Andy! So you go out and have a fap dream?" He says. I suddenly feel my anger rising. I clenched my teeth.

"That's not it at all!" I shout. "That's why I called you. I have no idea why I would ever dream about that."

"Well, maybe you just need to find a date man. Not much else I can tell ya. Or you're secretly a furry and don't even know it." Says Gary. Oh my god he infuriates me.

"Like hell I am! I don't want anything to do with that fucking dream!" I yell.

"Well sorry, bro I don't know how to help you then. You know where to find me if you change your mind anyway." He hangs up on me.

"But I don't want to-!" I try to interrupt him telling him how I wouldn't be caught with him in that forsaken place but he already hung up. I throw my head back into the couch and slouch in it.

"Wonderful… He was of no help." I say sighing deeply. I think about that moment in my dream. The hoofjob. It felt good, and that mare was beautiful, it's true. But the fact that we were animals and she called me a pet? That just ruined the moment. Yet I still continued the dream, which was odd.

Why would I continue in something I was clearly disgusted in? I decided it is best to grab a beer. I got up walking to my kitchen to pull a beer out of the mini-fridge. I pop it open and take a huge glug. After a few more sips I felt calmer already, and rather sleepy.

I ended up finishing up two-thirds of my beer when I heard a female voice shouting from behind me.

"What on earth! Who dare defieth us on this fateful night!" They shout. I try to see who it was, but when I looked I could see nothing but a bright cyan light enveloping my entire room. My vision goes completely white….

"Wake up!"