Hops

Hops was busy cleaning off the bar top when Ariette walked into the cozy little bar. Upon noticing her, Hops exclaimed “Oh, hello there! Welcome to the Rabbit Hole!” “Hello!” Ariette called back. “I’m here for your bartending class.”  A look of realization spread across the lavender-haired bun’s face. “Oh!” she exclaimed. “Come on back, then! Let me just finish wiping down the counter and we can get started!”  Ariette strolled behind the bar as H...

People usually don’t go to their workplace on their day off, but then again most people don’t work as a bartender, and with Burrowgatory as it is, Astro is pretty sure most people would understand why he was stepping through the door of the Rabbit Hole even if he wasn’t scheduled for a shift that day. Astro was actually surprised at just how full the bar was. Of course the Rabbit Hole was rarely ever not busy, w...

Nemisis had become a bit of a regular at Hops’ establishment. Between visits from Angora and the fluffles of other buns that come and go, the bar was never hurting for business. The waths of people came and went, as did pleasant conversation and small talk that helped Nem get more comfortable with the general public. His and Hops’ relationship wasn’t exactly defined, but most would consider them at least friends. Nemisis had made it a habit of coming aroun...

Quince was walking around in the strawberry fields, remembering her past as a farmer. She picked a strawberry, tasting it and savouring it’s sweet taste. She suddenly had an idea as she saw Mademoiselle the stroodle, her pet imp. She was one of the rare succubuns that was creating sweets for the imps. She quickly returned back home to write her idea down. She was going to create a baking competition, open to all, where the goal would be to create a dessert for...

The bar was bustling at a much earlier time than Ares had expected when he’d arrived, a box of drink picks held in his hoof. Hops’ manager had ordered the extra box after Hops had accidentally spilled a box of them on the floor, so he’d heard. He couldn’t imagine how many of them had rolled off somewhere or had ended up stepped on. Several buns were behind the bar with Hops today, although none of them paid him any heed until Hops spotted him and approached. “Oh, are t...