Ticking Time Bomb (Bunnymund x Reader)
You dig a hand into your jacket's pocket and pull out a penny, eyeing it as is glints in the sunlight. You take a deep breath and sigh, concocting a wish in your head that you fear will never come true. Your hand stretches over the wishing well without needing your brain's advice, and then your fingers let go of the coin, bidding it farewell as it joins the others. "This is how humans are," you mused aloud, "all of us needing hope, even if we get rid of money to do so." Hope is a bright star in a dark universe. Through lightyears of distance, the brightness fills us. Hope makes us smile on the inside as well as on the outside. It is a promise that fun is just around the corner. Hope is drawn to the person who sees beyond the moment of being cast down. It takes a special Guardian to bring that kind of love, and it takes someone even more special to see that hope is more than a fable.
Copyright © 2016 Makenzie Collins
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