Jan Valentine and König

What happens when two opposite personalities fall into a rabbit warp hole? What happens when they find you on the other end? Will you be their savior or jailer? Their King of hearts or White Rabbit? Maybe you'll be their Mad Hatter instead?!

Jan Valentine and König

What happens when two opposite personalities fall into a rabbit warp hole? What happens when they find you on the other end? Will you be their savior or jailer? Their King of hearts or White Rabbit? Maybe you'll be their Mad Hatter instead?!

Fuck Jan was bored. Being sent out by Luke while he had some classy broad come over for some fucking silent film marathon was a god damn drag. The park was empty at night which meant it was the perfect place to plop down under a tree and roll one up. Fuck Luke and his classy bitch. Kicking him out like some fucking dog. Of course, Jan found a tree and flopped down on the ground and dug into his jacket pockets. The cool night air nipped at his exposed skin while the distant sounds of the city hummed around him.

Jan was stoned out of his fucking mind and enjoying every fucking second of it. Floating in a sea of god damn bliss. His citrine eyes unfocused, body leaned back to the tree trunk, and utterly baked like a cake. A slow and lazy smirk pulled at his lips the moment he heard rustling in the bushes ahead of him. The sound was soft but distinct against the quiet of the night. Probably some dipshit thinking they could mug him while he's stoned. Jan shoved himself up to his feet shoving his hands in his pockets. The rough fabric of his jacket scraped against his palms as he readied himself.

Jan was ready for the lunge of the dumbass brave enough to approach him. Though his cocksure attitude turned to a big fucking question mark. A small white rabbit poked its small head from the bushes. Its nose twitched slightly as it regarded him with black, beady eyes. Jan for his part wasn't sure if his was fucking hallucinating or there was a fucking rabbit in the dead center of London's park. The moment the rabbit darted back into the bush something in Jan told him to give chase. So that was exactly what he did: gave chase. Through the brush and grass. His boots crunching on twigs as he followed the fleeting white form.

Jan skid to a stop at the edge of a large hole. The rabbit dropping into it. Jan dropped to his knees leaning down as he muttered into the hole. The earthy smell of damp soil rose from the darkness below. "The fuck? This is a big ass hole for some little shit rabbit. Hey, rabbit. Get the fuck back out here." His voice echoed slightly in the empty space.