Rabbit Hunt Part Five
Part Five -- final chapter! I wanted to end on a fluffy note, though it seems I ended on more of a "sum everything up that happened previously while Victor fights off panic attacks" one. Then again, this was a fic that did double duty on both my tumblr and my LiveJournal, serving as the twelfth 12 Days of Christmas prompt of 2011 on the latter. Wanted to keep everyone up to speed! And it's still cute, I think -- especially remembering how happy his tumblr Alice at the time was to get it back. Victor's worry about being taken in by a dupe is a reference to Dr. Wilson's comment that the rabbit Alice received in the asylum wasn't the original, but just a copy. I've never been able to take that as canon, honestly -- it's way too cruel to her, I think. Only original rabbits in my universes!
Victor hadn’t been sure he would be able to get this all-important gift. After all, tracking down someone’s lost (or, more accurately, stolen) childhood toy was sure not to be an easy feat. Especially not when the man who had it had apparently vanished into thin air. He’d agonized for hours on what he could do, people he could ask, leads he could follow. He’d worried and fretted and gotten far less sleep than usual. In short, he’d turned himself into a nervous wreck – a nervous wreck that had had to hide the fact he was a nervous wreck, no less.
As it turned out, fortune had smiled upon him, and getting the gift wasn’t as hard as he had anticipated. It had still had its nerve-wracking moments – what if the police didn’t know anything, what if the woman running the toy drive wouldn’t give it up – but all in all, it had been a rather painless experience. That didn’t stop him from worrying, though. How was he going to present it to her? What if he did something to injure it in the intervening time? What if, heaven forbid, she told him he’d been taken in by a dupe? Up until Christmas, his stomach was tied in knots.
But all of that worry proved to be worth it when he met Alice that morning –
And was able to hand back to her that precious rabbit.
As it turned out, fortune had smiled upon him, and getting the gift wasn’t as hard as he had anticipated. It had still had its nerve-wracking moments – what if the police didn’t know anything, what if the woman running the toy drive wouldn’t give it up – but all in all, it had been a rather painless experience. That didn’t stop him from worrying, though. How was he going to present it to her? What if he did something to injure it in the intervening time? What if, heaven forbid, she told him he’d been taken in by a dupe? Up until Christmas, his stomach was tied in knots.
But all of that worry proved to be worth it when he met Alice that morning –
And was able to hand back to her that precious rabbit.