Foxys pov: I look at him. I was gripping his wrists hard. He had them clenched. I grit my teeth. My Eyes softened. His eyes had fear. Death. Blood. I stared deep in his mind. Black. I slightly placed my knuckle on his cheek,"Shhh... Its ok." I whisper as I caressed him. I put him to my chest. He grips my shirt. I let him sob on me. I settle on the ground with him between my knees. I put my forehead to his,"Y'know life isn't always easy?" He nods. I look at him some more,"I can't stay in here forever. " He looked down, wiping his tears. "Your always so quiet." I say. He nods. I put my fingers through his hair, making him relax.

I giggle. I stop in realization. The rabbit looks up at me,"Did You...giggle?" He stutters. I shake my head embarrassed,"No..." He smiles,"I know you did."

I look down on realization. I did. And I liked it.... O smile again. Smiling....That's A nice word. Nice.