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My first contribution for Bunnydoll Writing Week 2024 🩵💜🐰🧵

Ragatha wasn’t exactly sure what caused her to wake up with the gut feeling that she and Jax had overslept. It was like one of those natural feelings, like when you force yourself to wake up from a bad dream because you know it isn’t real and you’ve had enough. Your body just knows.

Well, she knew they were late for roll call. This wasn’t good. It was time to get up and get out there before anyone realized they were missing. If the others realized they were missing, they might come looking for them. If they came looking for them, they might discover they were in the same room together. If they found out they were in the same room together, questions would be asked.

Those were questions Ragatha wasn’t ready to answer yet.

As comfortable as she was, she gently shook the purple rabbit she was smooshed up against. Her cheek was pressed into his incredibly soft purple fur, her arms locked around his back. Jax’s head rested atop hers, his hands woven in her red curls as he slowly breathed in and out.

“Jax…” She nuzzled his chest while peppering soft kisses. “Wake up…”

“Mmm…”

Ragatha giggled. She loved how sleepy he always got, but now wasn’t the time to focus on that. They had to get up and get out there before anyone noticed their absence.

“Wake up, we’re late for roll.”

Jax blinked his eyes open and yawned loudly. Instead of moving, he nuzzled his face deeper into her messy hair.

“Forget roll,” he mumbled sleepily.

“Jax, c’mon,” Ragatha gently pushed against his chest. “We can’t let them find us like this, you know that.”

“Screw ‘em…”

“Jax!”

Ragatha wished she shared his carefree attitude. Every time she felt like she was ready to tell the others how serious she and Jax had become, something inside told her to wait. Maybe it was her own nerves. She didn’t know.

“Okay, okay,” Jax yawned again. “Jeez, gimme a minute…” He moved to stretch…

…and Ragatha shouted in pain.

“Ow! Jax! My hair!”

“What the—“ Jax glanced at his hands—paws—whatever you wanted to call them, and his eyes widened. His claws, which were usually hidden, were completely tangled up in Ragatha’s curls.

He hadn’t bothered putting his gloves back on last night and must’ve extended the claws while he was asleep.

“Can you let go?” Ragatha whined. “It hurts…”

“I would if I could, Dollface,” he muttered. “Only problem is…I’m stuck.”

“What?!” Ragatha tried to look up at him, but the angling of her head only pulled her hair harder and she winced. “Oh God!”

“It’s okay, don’t panic,” Jax sighed. “It’s not a big deal.”

“JAX!” Ragatha fumed. “We’re already late for roll! The others are gonna come looking for us. What are they gonna think when they find us like this? We’re barely dressed!”

Jax gave his hand an experimental tug. Then he tried retracting the claws on one of his hands. It was no good. Ragatha’s hair only became more tangled.

“Damn,” he sighed. “It’s not working.”

“Jaaaaax,” Ragatha hid her face.

“Maybe you can try reaching up and using your hands?” Jax suggested.

“I can try,” Ragatha said softly. She didn’t know how much help her raggedy hands would be. Probably not much. She sighed and reached awkwardly above her own head. She felt where his claws were tangled in her hair and started tugging on various curls, hoping something would loosen and separate. “From now on, you’re sleeping with your gloves on.”

“Yeah, yeah…just untangle me.”

Ragatha sighed. She continued to shift and wiggle her head, pulling at random strands of hair, but it was no use.

“Jax,” she groaned, defeated. “What do we do?”

“Got any scissors?” the rabbit snickered.

“Not funny!”

"Okay okay...maybe we can try some soap or something," Jax suggested.

"Soap?"

"Yeah...maybe it'll loosen everything up."

"That only works with jewelry...like rings and stuff," Ragatha shook her head, trying to prevent any more harsh tugging.

"Well I don't hear you suggesting anything, little Miss Pessimist," Jax muttered.

Ragatha glanced up at him. He was right. At least Jax was suggesting ideas to remedy their unfavorable situation...unlike her.

"Okay...I'm sorry Jax. You're right. Let's try it."

"Okay, well, let me shift backwards a bit and we can try to maneuver to the bathroom." He slid back a few inches on his side. Ragatha tried to move with him, but it was it tough. Jax continued to scoot until he reached the edge of the bed. "Ready doll? Move with me. Try to stand up."

Ragatha nodded. Jax shifted, attempting to get into a kneeling position on the bed. Ragatha tried to move with him like he suggested, but she wasn't quick enough.

"Owww!"

"You've gotta move faster!"

"I'm trying!"

"Heh, I thought you liked getting your hair pulled..."

"JAX!"

A voice outside the door startled them both. Immediately, they went silent, listening.

“…didn’t come out of her room this morning,” Pomni’s voice said.

“Shh,” Ragatha whispered. She prayed that they would just walk away.

“Yeah, I didn’t hear her this morning either,” Zooble’s voice said.

“What about Jax?” Gangle’s voice asked. “I didn’t see him either.”

“Who cares?” Zooble replied.

Ragatha felt a jolt of sadness for Jax. If he was affected by Zooble’s words, he certainly didn’t show it or voice it. He just lay there, still as ever.

“Just don’t make a sound,” Ragatha whispered. She gently pet his chest out of nervousness, unsure what else to do.

“Wasn’t planning on it, Doll,” he sighed. “But feel free to keep petting me.”

A knock. “Ragatha? You awake?” Pomni called.

“Oh no…” Ragatha squeezed her eyes shut.

“Tell her you’re sick,” Jax whispered.

“What? No!”

“Rags, trust me. If you don’t answer, they’ll worry more. They might try to come in here. If you tell ‘em you’re sick, then they’ll at least hear your voice and leave you alone.”

Ragatha thought about it for a moment before deciding that Jax was right. But…

“What about you?” she asked softly.

Jax shrugged. “Heh, they don’t care about me enough to wonder where I am.”

“Jax…”

“Don’t feel bad for me, I couldn’t care less,” he said. “Just answer them.”

The knock came again, louder this time.

“Ragatha?” Gangle called. “Is everything okay?”

Ragatha knew Jax was right. She needed to let them know she was at least well enough to answer them.

“Everything’s fine!” Ragatha called. “I’m just not feeling well today. I think I’m gonna sit this one out.”

“Are you sure?” Pomni asked. “D’you need anything?”

“No, no…I’m good! Just let Caine know, okay?”

“Oh…okay,” Pomni replied. “No problem. We’ll come check on you later, okay?”

“Okay!” Ragatha fake coughed a few times, just to keep the act up. “Ugh, sore throat too…I think I’m just gonna go back to—“

There was a loud and sudden POP and Caine materialized in the middle of Ragatha’s room. Absolutely nothing could have prepared the poor rag doll for how frightened she would become. She let out a shrill scream, while Jax cursed loudly. To make matters worse, Jax shifted automatically, yanking Ragatha’s head with him. She yelped in pain.

“OUCH!”

“Did someone say sick? My dear Ragatha, I came to check on—goodness me! Jax, what in the world are you doing in here?”

“JAX?” Pomni, Gangle, and Zooble all shouted at once.

“$&!t,” Jax groaned.

Ragatha hid her burning face in Jax’s chest. She wanted to melt into the floor and disappear for good.

“What—why—when—“ Caine stammered. “Oh my…”

“It’s not…I mean, this isn’t what it looks like,”

Ragatha tried to explain. “We just…Jax came to check on me and—“

“Why are Jax’s hands tangled in your hair?” Caine asked.

“What?” Pomni shrieked.

“Can you just leave?” Jax muttered to Caine. Ragatha could feel the heat of embarrassment radiating off him now, too.

“His claws are stuck,” Ragatha said, no longer trying to keep up the act. At this point, all she wanted was to be freed from this frustrating scenario and to bury herself under her covers.

“Jax has claws?” they heard Gangle say.

“Goodness, why didn’t you say so?” Caine snapped his fingers and immediately, the two were separated and fully dressed in their usual attire. Ragatha scrambled to stand. Jax rolled his eyes and slowly stood.

“Th-thank you,” Ragatha said shyly.

“No problem at all,” Caine said, obliviously. “Now that you’re both decent, how about we get started on today’s adventure?”

“I—“ Ragatha looked at Jax. He glanced in her direction.

Before Ragatha could figure out which direction her thoughts were heading, the door to her room burst open and Pomni, Zooble and Gangle stood there, staring. They looked from Ragatha, to Jax, to Caine, and then back at Ragatha.

“W-what’s happening?” Pomni asked. She pointed to Ragatha. “You…and Jax?”

Jax flashed a yellow smile. “Hard to believe, huh?”

Pomni’s mouth dropped. Ragatha’s face turned several shades of red. Oh no…she wasn’t ready to confront this yet. Not with everyone watching her like this.

“W-well, um…” Ragatha was at a loss. “What he means is—“

“Good thing it’s not true,” Jax shrugged.

Ragatha looked at him sharply.

“It’s not?” Zooble cocked an eyebrow.

“Nope,” Jax replied. “I noticed Dollface was late this morning and wanted to check on her. I found her sleeping and tried to prank her by messing with her hair, but…I guess the joke’s on me, huh?”

Zooble narrowed their eyes at them. “I don’t believe you.”

“Then don’t,” Jax shrugged and snickered. “I don’t care either way.” He pushed past them all and strode into the hallway. “’Til next time, Rags. A centipede with your name on it, crawling in your hair…”

Ragatha watched him go. She wanted to chase after him, to thank him for his quick thinking and white lie, which she knew he only did to spare her any embarrassment.

Ragatha knew Jax didn’t care who knew about their relationship the same way she did. Maybe she ought to start thinking more like him. Honestly, he was probably right. Who cares if the others knew? She and Jax were together now. Why should that be secret? Why should she be embarrassed? Especially since it made her so happy. She should flaunt that. She should—

Ragatha’s thoughts were interrupted as Caine gently turned her around by the shoulders and led them all to the main hall for roll. She’d figure it out later, she supposed.

Later that night, they settled into bed. Ragatha wrapped her arms around Jax’s chest, while the rabbit nuzzled the top of her head, tired from another long day and grueling adventure.

Ragatha noticed he did what she requested and was wearing his yellow gloves. He’d been doing so much for her lately. Almost anything she asked of him, actually. She felt a rush of affection for him.

“Jax?” she whispered.

“Mm?”

“Thank you.”

“For what?” He cracked an eye open and looked at her sleepily.

Ragatha tilted her head up and kissed him tenderly. He was so tired, but he slowly kissed back. When they broke apart, Ragatha gently tugged his gloves off.

“What are you doing?” he mumbled.

“Making you more comfortable,” she replied.

“I can’t be held responsible for what my hands do while I’m sleeping, Doll,” he warned her. He wrapped her tightly in his arms.

“It’s okay,” Ragatha said. “There are worse ways to wake up than to be tangled together with your boyfriend.”

“Boyfriend huh?” Jax flashed her his Cheshire grin. “I’m your boyfriend now?”

Ragatha stared at him, a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. She glanced away, feeling upset. “I-I thought so…”

“Hey,” Jax tilted her chin up to face him. “Easy, Dollface. I’m messing with you.”

“But are you?”

“Am I messing with you? Yeah, of course I am. It’s one of my favorite pastimes.”

“No Jax…I mean are you my boyfriend?”

Jax looked at her. “D’you want me to be?”

Of course she did. She wanted that more than ever.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Then I’m your boyfriend,” Jax shrugged. He leaned in to kiss her again, cupping her cheek as he pulled away. “See? Was that so hard?”

Ragatha rolled her eye, trying to hide her blushing face behind pretend annoyance. It was no use trying to pretend though, because Jax saw right through her. He always did.

“Okay boyfriend,” she huffed, getting comfortable beside him. “Tomorrow we tell the others.”

“We do?”

“Yes, we do,” she said firmly. “I want the others to know how happy you make me.”

“Rags, all this sweet talk is making me feel nauseous.”

“Oh stop it…”

Jax chuckled softly. She could feel him getting sleepy beside her, his breathing deeper with each passing second.

She reached around to wrap her arm over his chest and happily drifted off to sleep, more content than she’d felt in a long, long time.

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