A terrible idea, and feel free to ignore if need be- but based off of Bunny’s recent reply to an ask, about her once-upon-a-time imagined persona for being in a band-
SPG/Blues Brothers mashup?
[AN: Bunny and David Bennett are not fictional characters and I never want to even pretend I have control over their life…. but a prompt is a prompt…]
Between one blink and the next, she had gone from adjusting her headdress to adjusting a blue fedora.
No more makeup. No eyelashes. No dress.
She knew that suit. She knew that look. She knew this personality.
“You okay, Chris?” asked David. He had the same get-up.
“…dunno…” she wanted to have at least some lipstick on. Or a touch of lace. This was all… wrong. Bunny did not want to go back to faking it again. But it looked like she was going to have to.
The show must go on. Even in a parallel reality.
Good thing for her, she flipped back the instant she stepped out of her dressing-room door.
“You okay?” said David. “You went a little weird, there, for a bit.”
Bunny grinned. “Weird is relative.”
“She certainly is,” he grinned in return.
Smartass.
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