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Jann is minding his own business. He is playing by himself in the courtyard with a wooden sword: this definitely constitutes minding his own business. Nothing that follows is his fault.
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"It's better than being a bald rabbit. That would look really dumb. I want a mirror."
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"We can find you a mirror," says Celyta. "Would you like to be carried, since you're smaller than usual?"
"Yeah. Hopping feels weird."
greatcomposure
She picks him up. Off they go to find a mirror. (She finds one that is not magic, because a magic one might feel the need to provide unnecessary commentary.)
Jann squirms around until he finds a comfortable way to be carried. He looks at himself.
"I'm not even a cool rabbit," he laments.
"I'm not even a cool rabbit," he laments.
"Why did the carpet make me a splodgy lop? I could have been - I dunno - there are cooler rabbits."
greatcomposure
"Wicked witches are not known for turning people into kinds of creatures the people want to be."
"Well, she should have been a good witch with better taste in rabbits instead."
greatcomposure
"If she was a good witch, she would probably not have made a rabbiting carpet and almost certainly not have been defeated by clever children and left all her things for Ainar and I to deal with."
"And then I wouldn't be a rabbit. So that would be fine too. Put me down? I want to see if I can get better at hopping if I'm going to have to do it for a whole day."
Jann attempts hopping.
He's not too bad at it. He manages to take a flying leap onto a table and then off of it again.
He's not too bad at it. He manages to take a flying leap onto a table and then off of it again.
Jann bops around the castle in rabbit form. He's very fast, lop ears and all.
Milo follows him around. Chasing rabbits, even - perhaps especially - cousinly rabbits, turns out to be the height of entertainment.
Jann is mostly disinclined to be caught, although he doesn't object to attempts, he just eludes them.
Anyway it's mostly the chasing that's fun. Whee!
This time, Milo is lucky enough not to fall or run into anything, so he only has the one broken arm to deal with for the next week or so while it heals.
This time, Milo is lucky enough not to fall or run into anything, so he only has the one broken arm to deal with for the next week or so while it heals.
Jann eventually has to explain to his mother why he is a rabbit. He gets a lecture about letting his cousin talk him into things he knows better than to do, and then she pets him, which he allows, and then she puts him to bed, which is kind of comically huge for a rabbit but what can you do.
The next morning Milo trips on his blanket getting out of bed and shatters his right hip. This makes him exceptionally cranky; broken legs always do, because he can't walk on them until they're at least mostly healed, but the hip means he can't even get out of bed for the next several days. And he's never broken a hip this badly before, so he doesn't know how long it's actually going to be until he can use it again.
Jann hops up next to him (near his shoulder, not his legs) and is a fuzzy bunny.
Milo sighs grumpily and pets the fuzzy bunny.
"Tonight I can stop being a rabbit," says Jann. This is good news and should therefore be cheering. "Mother made me eat vegetables for breakfast because she doesn't think I'd better have anything good while I'm a rabbit." This is minor misfortune that has befallen Jann and is not directly Milo's fault, and will probably also be cheering.
"Do vegetables taste better when you're a rabbit?" he wonders.
"They still taste like vegetables! I guess they're sort of interesting to chew, but they still taste like vegetables."