WarBunny: Science Fiction

Rabbit was in love. His machine-gun turrets rotated involuntarily when he saw her, and his sights telescoped in to focus on the lovely fur that covered her breasts. She had the latest stealth modifications, he saw, so she was the latest line of scouts from CoreHead. His leg thumped involuntarily against the rack of the seat he was cuffed into, waiting for the next battle release. She was free--and that said something, too. Of course, she wasn't the heavily armed monstrosity that he was, the one that could take out a city on his own. She was a Bunny, not a Thumper. He'd never understood until this moment why the stealthers all were made female, but he figured that if his protocols hadn't stopped him, he would have rolled over without even trying a good rabbit-kick, if she said it would make her happy. Maybe a non-mod Boss Human wouldn't have had that reaction, but Rabbit didn't know. He guessed some of them were susceptible. And there were some Bunnies that had other roles. You saw a lot of them in the cathouses, or in bars, or sometimes in specialty movies. Maybe that was why the WarBunnies were adapted from that line.


Inspiration: A "bunny in love" icon.
Story Potential: Medium.
Notes: Ah, furry GMO super-soldier luuuuv!