Sasha’s next morning was simple. To try to distance himself from Coney he decided not to play that night, and get a full sleep. Doing so was relatively easily, his mind was exhausted in a weird way given the complete lack of physical exhaustion. Being plugged in acted as sleep, relaxing mussels and allowing the body to rest, but the brain itself was never rested. It was with a clear head that he woke up the next morning.

Breakfast consisted of yogurt and oats. Not cooked oatmeal, it was uncooked oatmeal that he liked to mix with his yogurt, along with a bit of honey. “It’s like a parfait.” He said to himself, defending his decision to the audience that… didn’t exist. With a sigh he shook his head and went upstairs with his food.

Sasha decided to spend another hour or two unplugged. Talking happily with his mom occasionally but spending the bulk of his time editing together his videos. It wasn’t hard, all he had to do was grab the few parts where he had anything like insightful commentary, and the really awesome parts. The latter were a lot more common in this dungeon crawl than many of his previous sessions. That’s what happened when a game was made so realistic that risk aversion really affected you.

Finally, about mid day, Sasha put the helmet back on. It was inevitable, and he couldn’t help himself as he woke up in the soft and comfortable bed of the other world. The bed was huge, made for a large human rather than a small rabbit, and really seemed to be far more comfortable than the real bed he’d slept in the previous night.

It took him ages to finally get out of his temporary bed. Looking around showed no danger, and since he was online he could easily listen to audiobooks while in the soft and comfortable space. “Thankfully it was a safe spot.” Coney said, a grin on his lips as he stretched out. It was weird how soft and silky smooth his fur felt against the plush blankets that were on top of the bed.

Finally rolling out of bed Coney scratched his side with his paw, looking around the room and realizing it was… dimly lit. He’d not even really paid attention, because it felt like the early morning sunlight, but the room was lit by something magical outside the window. Something that felt suspiciously familiar when it came to how warm and comforting it was.

Raising his paw into the air Coney concentrated on the bond he’d made with the Dawn Goddess, asking for the light she’d promised. He did notice that it lit up just like the dawn-light outside. It was more surprising, however, when he was suddenly nearly knocked off his feet by the feeling of a body being pressed into his own. Lips pressing into his, and the soft whisper on wind that didn’t exist. “About time, staring at you was torture.” The warm words of the goddess wormed into his brain, making him blush deeply.

Looking around the room he went to grab his robes. However, picking them up he realized they were dirty and torn to shreds. In fact, he couldn’t even put them on, he supposed he must have ripped the last parts of them while taking them off. However, that left Coney robeless in the dungeon. In fact, completely clothless all together. Looking around the room he hoped he’d find something, but the dressers and drawers were completely empty.

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“Well, fuck, I guess I’m doing the naked challenge.” Coney said, glad that he wasn’t truly naked. The small scrap of cloth that counted as underwear easily covered his modesty, but he still had to do something. With a sigh he resigned himself to searching the house.

It was odd, the back of his neck tickled, and he felt that his fur was actually lifting, just like a dog’s hackles. Still, he couldn’t actually seem to sense anything. “What is this place anyway?” He asked, walking down the hallays. After pausing a few minutes he sighed. “Okay, I’m glad no one answered because frankly if someone did I’d really wanna piss myself. This place is way scarier now than it was last night.”

Walking through the hall it was weird but he felt an odd warmth. Walking towards it he didn’t know what he expected, maybe a fire-lit room with a suspiciously smoking pipe, but no. Instead he found his way down the hall to a baths. It was Japanese style, a large spring that he was startled to find had a waterfall and was steaming. It was constantly moving, and looking around Coney sighed once more.

“Okay it looks like this is just how it always is, not anything special.” He sighed. “I… I could use a bath.” He walked over to the water. Not far away there were cubbies. With a shrug he set his underwear in them. “Okay guys, I guess this is gonna be censored or cut.” He said, grinning as he got into the warm and comfortable water. Once more he felt like he was in bliss, the kind of bliss of a spa, but a nice relaxing feeling.

Of course, it was as he thought those words that he heard a splash. “Ah!” He yelled, startled as he stood up still thankfully submerged to his waste in the water due to his shortness.

“Who’s there.” Another voice said. It was… oddly familiar. Was that, it couldn’t be…

“Eric?” Coney asked. “Is that you?”

“Oh, wait, bunny?!” The man sounded startled. “I didn’t know the baths were unisex. That means anyone could… Oh fuck!” Coney heard the sounds of splashing, as the other boy got out and ran somewhere else. “Don’t look!”

“What do you… Oh come on you can’t possibly mean you still think-”

“Look, I know it’s not super liberal or whatever but my mom taught me not to be naked in front of a girl before our third date.”

“But I-”

“I’m sure you’re fine, but I just don’t wanna do anything. Just get dressed and we can talk.”

There was no getting around the man, he had ideas stuck in his head and Coney couldn’t drive them out with an ice pick, much less his paws. “Uh… about that.” Coney couldn’t help but get a blush on his face, glad no one was looking. “I kinda… don’t have any clothes. My robes got all ripped up.”

“Oh… Uh… Here, I’ll leave a dress for you in the changing area.”

“But I don’t-”

“Don’t worry, it’s as modest as I’ve got. I don’t want you thinking I’m just trying to get you in eye candy or anything.”

“That’s not what I… Oh whatever, just leave it there and I’ll get it in a minute. You can take your bath after if you want.” He rolled his eyes as he heard wet feet plat away at a quick clip, leaving him alone in the bath house. He could take his time but, frankly, wanted to take care of this awkward situation.