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Buxy cleaned the tables at 'The Bunnyhop Nightclub' while she prepared her request to her boss in her head about not alerting the other rabbits that she worked at a carnivore bar.

Yesterday, her boss Steven Stripes and her boyfriend Benny met at the mall, something she did not want to happen. Benny and their rabbit friends didn't wish to be swallowed (and looked down on the activity, and any rabbit that wanted to do that), and Steven owned a carnivore bar (a place that catered toward that activity, and rabbits). The two males met, took an immediate dislike toward each other. To gain the upper social hand, Benny invited Steven to their sex party scheduled for the next night. Not wanting to be bested by the 'Snooty Rabbit' (as Steven put it), he accepted. Fortunately, the meeting didn't lead to any improper information being disclosed to Benny, but Buxy was fearful that Benny and her friends would find out that she worked and lived at a carnivore bar, and shun her.

After much deliberation, she decided to ask Steven not mention to the other rabbits about where she worked, that she used to want to be swallowed, or that Steven tried to swallow her (At her request, of course). But she also knew that Steven was stubborn, and not easily pushed around. So she planned out how to ask the question. Steven had the night off tonight, so he could attend the sex party with Buxy. And, he also wanted to fix a shelf behind the bar. She planned on talking to him while they worked.

Steven walked into the room carrying a tool chest. "Heyas Buxy" he mumbled out to her as he walked by, toward the bar.

Buxy steeled herself for the confrontation. She followed him while she carried her cleaning supplies. "Steven? Can we talk about something?"

Steven nodded his head as he ambled toward the bar. "Yeah, go for it." He reached the bar, put the chest on it and opened it. "About that sex party tonight?"

Buxy put the cleaning supplies on a table near the bar. She hiked herself up onto a barstool and said "Um... kind of... Steven... You see ... "Buxy struggled to frame her question.

Steven rummaged around the chest. Without looking up he said "Yeah?"

Buxy prepared for the potential conflict as best as she could. "Could... you not tell them... that I work at a carnivore bar?" Buxy geared herself for the tiger's stubbornness.

Steven looked at Buxy with a confused look. "Why?"

Buxy shrugged. "Well... because... cause... my friends don't want to be swallowed... and..."

Steven continued to look at Buxy with more of a frown on his face. "What's that got to do with anything?"

Buxy struggled to continue. "...and they... don't associate with rabbits... who want to be swallowed... and..."

Steven rebutted. "So they don't want to come here! Big deal!" He grabbed a screwdriver. "What does that have to do with where you work?"

Buxy nodded. "Well, yeah, but... they don't know that I... wanted to be swallowed... before, and..."

Steven put together the pieces and answered. "Let me get this straight. They will reject you if they knew you used to want to be gulped down, or that you work here?"

Buxy looked off to the side and shrugged. She forced herself to proceed. "No... no... just that... they might... look down on me... cause I used to... and this place caters to that type of rabbit..."

Steven gruffed out loud. He knelt down to tackle the shelving. "Oh come on! I don't force the rabbits to come here! They want to come!" Of course Buxy knew that Steven used a lot of bulk emailing and spammers to contact the would-be-clients about his nightclub, but she didn't bring up that point.

Buxy shook her paws in defense. "I know, I know, it's just that... well... I'm not like that anymore, and I'm... trying to fit in with a new group of friends."

Steven worked on the loose shelving. "So you changed your mind about being swallowed... big deal..." He paused, slowly stood up with a surprised expression. "...and you never told them about your past?"

Buxy's resolve began to waver. To steer herself back toward talking to Steven, she grabbed a dish towel and began to wipe the bar down. "It's that... they don't do that kind of stuff... and I did want to..." She wiped harder, trying to focus her attention on the bar and not on Steven.

Steven leaned on the bar, confused. "Well, that takes the cake. I mean, what is it with snooty rabbits anyway, huh? So they don't want to be swallowed." He turned to Buxy and pointed his figer at her. "If you don't want to, then don't! So, what's the deal here?"

Buxy stopped wiping and bravely looked up at him. "I know... I know... but..." Fed up with arguing, Buxy blew her top. Angry, she tossed the dish towel on the bar counter and yelled back at Steven "Just do it!" She hated being back in a corner, and she felt she received it from both sides. "I love Benny! I like my new friends! I don't need you messing that up! All right?" She glared back at the tiger.

Steven shook his head at Buxy. He grabbed another tool, and knelt down to work on the shelf. "OK, OK, you don't work at a carnivore bar. Whatever. And you don't want to be swallowed." He continued to work. "But what happens when your wolf Kenny comes back looking for you?"

Buxy's eyes went wide at this. "Wha... What?!?" she blurted out. How did he find out, she asked herself.

Steven pulled out the shelving unit board. "Well, a wolf who gives up his rabbit? I mean, come on. He'll be back." Buxy wiped harder on the bar counter, as if the action would cleanse away any discomforting feeling. One disaster at a time, she thought to herself. He stood up with the shelf and put it on the bar. "They always do." He looked her straight in the eye and said "I know you don't belong to me, but I can't help it Buxy. I do consider you mine, even though I'm not going to eat you. That's why I'm worried about that wolf coming for you." He shrugged as he gazed on Buxy's body. "It's a predatory thing. I don't expect you to understand since you're a rabbit."

Buxy shuddered under Steven's gaze. She detected a bit of his predatory hunger that all carnivores held for her kind. She kind of wished that her wolf predator would protect her from Steven. She wished he would eat her... and make her feel safe... She shook her head, trying to dispel her uncomfortable train of thought. Using every ounce of bravery she acquired over the past several months, she returned Steven's gaze with her own steel gaze. "If... if he comes back..." she said, and completed the thought with '...and he did.' "...I'll deal with it myself." But right now, she had no idea how to deal with Kenny's return.

Steven leaned over to pat her shoulder. "Buxy, now really..."

Buxy smacked away Steven's paw with anger. "I'll deal with it! I'm not a child!" She glared back. "Just don't tell the others about my past! Got it?"

Before Steven could answer back, Buxy got off the barstool, grabbed her cleaning supplies, and marched to a table in need of cleaning.

Buxy went from table to table, prepping it for tonight. Earlier, she gathered up all the discarded clothing, sifted through them for stuff she could keep, and put the rest into the thrift shop bins, so that part was done. She let her anger drive her from table to table, cleaning each one meticulously.

After ten minutes, Steven approached Buxy's table she worked on. She could sense his presence, but focused on her work. Steven stood there for a bit, letting an uncomfortable silence build between them. Steven spoke in a soft voice. "Don't worry Buxy. I won't say a thing. And you're right. You're not a child. Sorry." He sat down at the table.

Buxy glanced at the tiger and saw that he meant it. She decided to give him a safe smile back, indicating she accepted his apology. "Thanks Steven." She put the supplied down, walked to him, wrapped her arms around his neck and rubbed his nose with hers.

Steven smiled from the nose rub, as he hugged back. "So it's a sex party, huh?"

Buxy stepped back. "Yep. Lots of rabbits, lots of sex, and a few other species attending."

Steven slouched. "And I guess it means I'll be naked." He glanced down at his belly with a resigned look. "Fully naked..."

Buxy knew of Steven's discomfort with his size, and a room full of smaller sexually active rabbits at a sex party didn't help his self-esteem. "Oh come on Steven, you know that rabbits don't care about that. As long as you show sexual interest, that's what's important."

Steven looked away. "Yeah... well... whatever..."

Buxy guided his head to face her. "Then why did you accept an invite from Benny to go?"

Steven grimaced. "Cause, I'm not going to let that snooty rabbit out-do me." He looked her in the eye. "I know, I know, you aren't mine, but..." he shrugged. "...I can't help it. You are my rabbit."

Buxy smirked at him. "And you're my kitty. Got it?"

Steven half smiled at that. "Yeah... meow."

The two laughed at the joke. Steven stood up. "I'll go finish that shelf."

Buxy nodded to him. "And, I'll get my work done."

Steven ambled off back to the bar, and Buxy finished the table cleaning task. She smiled as she felt that tonight might not be a disaster after all.