Chapter 4

Bunny woke up a little later than usual the next morning. The sun peeked in through the curtains and landed on his eyes, causing him to groan softly and flip over so he could bury his head into the soft pillow.

He was having a lovely dream, and he didn't want to wake up for anything. He met with Tooth next to the fountain, and he found that he was surprisingly confident. That was what tipped him off about it being a dream. Despite his tough and cocky attitude, he was never confident around the girls he liked. He smiled at her and asked her if she would come to dinner with him and the others that Saturday night. Tooth smiled back, though he could tell she look disappointed.

"What's wrong?" He asked her, brushing his finger over her cheekbone.

"Well, I'm ecstatic that you asked me," she explained. "But, I was hoping it'd just be the two of us."

"'The two of us?"' He couldn't contain the smile on his face at her words and the blush creeping upon her cheeks.

"I really like you."

"I really like you too. And I can just tell them that it's going to be just us on Saturday." Tooth beamed at Bunny. He leaned in slowly until his lips were mere centimeters from hers. Right before their lips were going to meet, the sound of someone shouting caused Bunny to open his eyes and the dream to fade away.

He lifted his head to see Sophie by the foot of his bed, holding her little bunny plush. She was still in her pajamas and her hair was an absolute mess.

"What is it, Soph?" He asked, rubbing his eyes and wishing she had woken him up after he and Tooth kissed.

"Breakfast," she said simply.

"What time is it?" He asked, sitting up so he could check his watch. 10:00. That wasn't good. He quickly got out of bed and rushed to the kitchen, holding Sophie's hand the whole way. "Sorry, love. I overslept a bit. Um… I don't have time to make you anything special. So…" He got the box of pop tarts and put two into the toaster. When they popped out, he put them on a plate and handed it Sophie. "Hope that's alright. I've gotta go take a shower." He patted her head while she munched on her pop tart before going into the bathroom to get ready for work.

When he emerged out of the steaming shower about twenty minutes later, Bunny grabbed a fluffy white towel and wrapped it around himself.

"Wish I could have the day off," he muttered, much like he did every morning. Then, he instantly regretted his words. Would he see Tooth if he didn't have work today? He didn't have her number, so he'd have no means to contact her.

Who would've thought a girl would be the bright moment to going to work?

He quickly got dressed in his black jeans and white collar shirt. The only thing left was his hair. He went into the living room, drying his hair with a small towel, where he found Sophie drawing.

"Hey there, Soph," he said with a soft smile. He really did love that little ankle biter. He only wished he could give her a better life. But, he supposed, it was better than the life she left behind.

"Hi, hi!" She giggled, showing off her teeth which were covered in pop tart.

"You're gonna have to brush your teeth before Pippa gets here." He sat down next to her and lifted some of her hair with his finger. "And… your hair. Come on, love. Brush your teeth, and I'll do your hair. How's that sound?"

Sophie didn't really like brushing her hair, but she liked when Bunny did it. She gave him a swift nod and scrambled off the sofa. A few minutes later, she came back, grinning to show that her teeth were now clean. She had a pale pink hairbrush in her hands.

"Good," Bunny said, taking the brush from her. He took the ottoman for her to sit in front of the sofa so he could brush her hair. He ran the brush through her blonde hair, though he found it to be rather difficult. The spindles got caught in Sophie's tangled her. Bunny gave a tug, and it came free, but not without a new friend. Blonde hair to be precise. Sophie let out a whimper. "Sorry, sorry," Bunny quickly apologized, being more careful. There were a lot of winces and a lot of apologizing, but in the end, he managed to get all the tangles out and make her hair nice and soft. He took the hairband that she had around her wrist and tied her hair into a ponytail. "Now, you look beautiful. Mind, you always look beautiful." He leaned over to a press a kiss against her cheek. It wasn't just a kiss, however. Once his lips were on her cheek, he blew a raspberry onto her skin. She giggled loudly. "I love you, you know that?"

"I love you, too, Bunny!"

He loved hearing those words. He never thought he'd develop such a strong connection with a little girl, his daughter, he considered her. He never thought he'd a have a daughter, even an adopted one. It had been while since anyone told him they loved him, romantic or platonic. His father died a long time ago when he was still young, and though he did keep in contact with his mother, it had been a while since their last talk. As for romantic, the last person to tell him she loved him was Marie. And that was the day she died.

He gulped down the lump that was beginning to form in his throat. He glanced at the clock which read "11:50." Pippa would be here soon, and he'd have to get to work. He was closing tonight, so that wasn't great. And even though Jack didn't have to work until closing tonight, he would probably stick around to bug him.

It was only five minutes later when the doorbell rang, and Pippa smiled at Bunny and Sophie. Sophie giggled, going to hug Pippa tightly. Bunny was glad to find such a nice girl to watch over Sophie while he was at work. They gained a really strong sister bond.

"Well, I better get going. I'll be home around 10:00. I expect you to be in my bed when I get home," he told Sophie sternly, but his face melted into a smile when she kissed his nose. "I mean it, Soph. I promise, I'll come to your room and say hello. Bye, love."

Sophie hugged Bunny tightly, telling him goodbye. Pippa waved at him as she took the little girl's hand and led her to the living room. Sophie went for her paper and crayons, showing off a picture she had drawn.

Bunnymund walked to work. Thankfully, it wasn't too far away. He didn't like taking buses, and he couldn't afford a car. Plus, the weather was nice, and he needed the exercise.

Jack was inside the cafe, washing a window with windex and paper towels. His eyes brightened when Bunny came into view.

"Hey, Bun-Bun!" Jack called out, waving the paper towel high in the air.

"What? No 'Kangaroo' today?" Bunny asked as he went behind the counter to grab his apron.

"I don't know. Would you rather I call you that?"

"Well, yes. It sounds a lot better than 'Bun-Bun.'"

"So… you gonna ask her today?" Jack asked.

"Yeah… I might," Bunny simply answered.

"Well, you better! And don't be all flustered!"

"That's easier said than done!"

Bunny sighed; he was not about to talk about this with Jack Frost, of all people. He looked around the cafe. There weren't much people here today. Only two. A blonde haired boy and a brunette girl. Well, this was going to be an interesting day.

It was half past three when Tooth came into the cafe. She gave Bunny a little smile as she went to sit down at her usual place.

"She's here," Jack said, nudging Bunny with his shoulder.

"I know that."

"You okay?"

"Just… give me a minute," Bunny said, his heart hammering. This wasn't going to be anything like his dream. He took a deep breath. "Okay…. Tooth!" He called out.

"Yeah?" She asked, turning to face him.

"Uh…" His throat went dry. Why was this so hard? It wasn't a date, exactly. "…Your usual?" He asked lamely. Her usual? Yesterday was the first day she went in there! How can that be a usual? "I mean… mint cappuccino again?"

"Yeah, that'd be nice," she said with a smile. He wondered if she noticed how flustered he was and decided to just play along, or if she didn't notice at all. At any rate, he was grateful she didn't ask him what was wrong.

He turned around to work on her coffee, muttering underneath his breath. "It'll be okay," he told himself. "Just ask her. It's not a date."

Jack watched intently as Bunny took the mint cappuccino to Tooth's table. He was glad there was practically no one in the cafe at this time, and the people who were there already had their coffee.

"Hey, Tooth," Bunny said. "Here you go." He put the cup on the table careful to avoid her books.

"Thanks," she smiled, taking a small sip. "Delicious!"

"So… I was wondering," he started, feeling the confidence melt away like a snowman under a hot sun.

Jack leaned over the counter to get a better look at them. As Bunny was stammering over his words, a customer came up to the counter, blocking Jack's view.

"Can I have some more sugar?" The guy asked.

"Sure, sure, whatever," Jack muttered, handing the guy sugar as he tried to crane his neck to see Bunny and Tooth.

The guy just stared down at the sugar packets in his hand, wondering what was going on with Jack's attitude.

"Do you need anything else?" Jack asked. "No? Move along, please." He waved his hand to gesture for the customer to be on his way.

He looked confused as he went back to his seat to his girlfriend.

"What is it, Bunny?" Tooth asked politely.

"Well… Saturday… do you want to go out to dinner?" He realized how it sounded, and his face turned red. "It's not just gonna you and me. North, Sandy, the owner of this cafe, and Jack are going to."

"Jack is going?" She asked, looking over to the boy behind the counter.

"Yeah. I'm sorry. I know he's annoying and all, but it'd be really nice if you joined us. We can get to know each other and…" He trailed off, feeling more foolish by the second.

He didn't notice the slight tinge of pink on Tooth's cheek because he was staring at the ground. "I'd love to join you guys," she said.

Bunny snapped his head up, a smile gracing his features. "Yeah?"


"Great." He let out a breath he hadn't known he was holding. "And…" He turned to look at Jack. No one told him which restaurant they were going to. "Where are we going?"

"What?" Jack asked.

"You have no idea which place we're going to on Saturday?" Leave it to Jack Frost to get him irritated.

"Well, we're inviting Tooth. I figured she could choose the place."

Tooth was taken aback. She opened her mouth, closed it, opened it again, and closed it again. "Well, there is a nice pasta place I like. Do you guys like pasta?"

"Sure," Jack answered. "Pasta's fine with me. What's it called?"

"The Man in the Moon. It's a small pasta place, but it's very good."

Tooth reached out a hand toward Bunny, who looked a bit perplexed, to say the least. "Yeah, sheila?"

"I should give you the address. And my number."

Jack grinned over at Bunny. "She's giving you her number!" He mouthed with his thumbs up. Bunny glared at him.

Tooth picked up the blue pen that was resting near her open notebook, and she scribbled her number on Bunny's palm as well as the address for The Man in the Moon.

He noticed that her hands were very soft. Trying very hard not to dwell on that thought, he smiled politely and nodded.

"Thanks, Toothy," he said. "Toothy… that's alright if I call you that, yeah?"

She nodded. "I think it's cute."

"Saturday, then," he said. "About seven?"

"Sounds good."

He walked over behind the counter to help Jack clean up.

"You gonna make a move on her Saturday night?" was the first thing Jack asked when Bunny joined him.

Right on cue, red spread across the older man's cheeks. He was close to grabbing the broom that was only a few feet away and start beating Jack to death with it. "Would you stop it? My relationship with Tooth is nothing like that."

"But, you like her."

"Not like that."

Jack raised his eyebrows and crossed his arms, giving his friend the "are you serious?" look.

Bunny ignored him and decided to mop up the floors, his mind wandering to Saturday night and how it will all turn out.