Bunnycutlass

^ A Natural Red-head!

That's me girl! Whoooo hoo! Ye jig sweetly Lass! Let's do a few more! :Bunny copies Silkie and both girls flop into a chair breathin hard and chests heaving: That was good fun! Drynkin tyme?

Now, Don't be teasin bout somethin' so pleasin' Captn'! Can't e'en imagine two dress'd pyrates on a steel stallion! Ifin I truly were t' be ridin' on the back in me outfit, me thinks there would be a series o' accidents!

Bunny comes up behind the lad with Scarlet on his lap Ifin ye be sharin? I wish t' have a sip as well! Ne'er had HONEY MEAD BEFORE! Ye willin t' share yer horn wit Two Blue'd Beauties?

We do make a right smart fightin' team don't we Luv? How bouts I buys ye a drink? Pina Colada, mayhap? :Bunny puts her arm around Scarlet's shoulder: Ye know, ifin we perfect this, we could be unstoppable in this here pub! Ye cold, need me frock? I didn't hurt ye did I? CANNON, come here luv... ye thirsty?

Ye did that one t' easily.... how bouts this one on fer size... :Hops to another nearby table. Kicks her feet out into Russian splits and comes down into a crouch. Comes up fer a spin and bows....without even shaking the table to a wobble!:

Ye need shorter skirts t' begin wit Lass! Ye floppin round on that table like a giant Flounder was quite amuzin! Ye ready now? :Bunny lunges at Scarlet again, daggers clinkin' with sparks. They trust and perry matching move for move. Bunny twists around Scarlet locking her arm behind her and giving her hair quite the tug till she screams. Bunny pushes off her and as Scarlet turns around, BUNNY HAS A BIG CLUMP OF RED CURLY LOCKS IN HER HAND AND SHE WAVES IT ABOUT!: YE were in need o' a HAIRE CUT!

Oh Grand! I do so love that ViBrAtIoN, Oh I mean, chance t' ride!

How cute be the great big Poopie dog! Being the Bunny that I be I nay be afraid o' such an animal, but I do wish ye a big Bunny welcome! Ahoy and a Pear cyder I hear be on yer tab fer the day! Bunny hugs fer ye and yer pets!

Ahoy Captn'....yet anoth'r n' this bunch! Welcome t' the pub...raspberry cyder fer meself and with a wink , have ye a good tyme!

Next one.... :Bunny taps a foot behind her, steps forward and kicks back a step: Gettin a wee bit more complicated....

AH CARROT-CIDE! WENCH! Fyne lass, ifin that be the way ye wants it! :Bunny unsheaths her boot dagger: :Bunny lungs at Scarlet with her boot dagger and Scarlet blocks it with hers and pushes off Bunny to get better footing. The two circle with a fire burning in their pools of blue: Ye won't be so lucky next tyme!

:Bunny stops, stands and flops Scarlet's rump onto a pub table: She turns around and starts tickling Miss Scarlet! Pinches her! Bytes her leg! Bytes her way up till she hits the boning in her corset! Scarlet Screams, "RAVENOUS SHARK BUNNY"

See Torture is so much fun! Isn't it LAD! :Bunny pats Matt on the head and leaves him to his SILKIE DEMISE!:

I did see the lad first! Fight like a pyrate lass! :Bunny comes running around the table to come chase after Scarlet: I'm comin' t' get ye!

Ray be the bartender.... the rest o' us don't work here! Captn' Bo.... I wanna go fer a ride on yer steel stallion!!!!

:Bunny grins: Lass, I have kissed about the same ye kissed.. YER KISSES BE ALREADY ON ME LIPS! (MUAH) Ye licks nay count here, I already claim'd SHAWTGUN! and that over-rules LICKIN'!

Strange Silkie, me dancin post didnt POST! It said sumthin' like: Bunny hops up onto the neighborin table and the fiddler begins. She gives a few kicks, a quick turn and hops to her legs apart on the table and signals Silkie t' copy: Come on Lass ye can do it!

I be feelin better today a wee bit. Huzzah antibotics! I can breathe, I am not coughing as much and pretty soon I will be kissable and hugable again! Been told I feel quite nice!

Aye, I was agreein wit ye, just sayin thinkin it should be a qualification!

I says TORTURE wit a soft touch o' course! THEN MORE TORTURE, wit ice! Even more TORTURE, with feathers!

Shall we then? :Bunny signals the fiddler. Takes Silkies hand and helps her atop the table.: All right then, now the object o' this dance is every time there be a change in the chorus, we jig t' another table, till they all be danc'd upon! What say ye, up fer the challenge?

Sorry, be me thinks tyin cherries should be a qualification fer a male, nay a female. Be more important what they can do wit their tongue, me thinks!

Sometimes ye leave me speakless Mr Lasseter and nay in good way! :Bunny withdrawl's her hand from her weapon and advances both to her hips. Still fumin she decides she better leave before doing something she would regret: DAMN MEN!

I know I be a bit late wit this threat, but Sir ye weren't referin' t' me when ye made that comment now were ye? :Bunny says straight faced with her hand on her Cutlass: