A bunch of bunnies filed in in tight leotards. The head bunny was a muscular female with a pink leotard and white headband.



"Did we not make it clear that we were using the War Tavern for our Yoga classes?! Everyoen get on thier butts. You'er now part of my class, I own you."

"No, because Paul is owned by-"

"Siddown!" Kazooie shrank to the floor.



*Black