Bunny: -the knife flew by cutting some of kacchan hair off- . . . god you're lucky that your parkers friend ;3;
Bunny: I would hate to kill a friends, friend
Bunny: -needles came out her pockets and pointed straight at kacchen- ready when you are :>
Bunny: oh this is fun -she sat down the needles still floating-
Bunny: bro you good? Do you need help up
Amelia: she's fine
Bunny: did I ask chu?
