"The poor bunny," Billie mumbled softly. "Huh?" Her friend Zoe mumbled with a mouthful of food. Billie pointed to the small girl with split dyed hair, half pink and half black, who was struggling to swing at the park. It was clear the girl was an age regressor. "Oh," Zoe giggles softly. Her boyfriend, and daddy, Adam coos at her softly. "You thought she meant a real bunny didn't you princess?" He asks. "Where's a bunny?" Brian, Billie's brother's little, asked.