Here. https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11765239/1/Put-It-In-Writing

(puts on white gloves)
(points to baby dust bunny)
(reconsiders, turns it into a plot bunny and carries it off gently)
"Carry on."
Commander Straker




Writerat's version:

(watches her husband pick up the bunny)
(gets an idea)

"Alec, picking out a rabbit for a publicity shot of me is not my job."
"Ed, quit being such a grouch. Wait, that white one looks like you."
"It most certainly does not. My God, it actually does. Did you plan this?"
"Ed, how could you suspect that I'd do such a thing?"
"I base my theory on your increased blink rate, and knowing you for too damn long. Okay, we take this one. I have to admit it's cute. Yes, I know how to handle a rabbit. What the hell?"
"Ed, aren't you embarassed to have that on your Nehru jacket?"
"This rabbit may look like me but it just pooped on me like you're prone to doing. Now stop laughing and get me a towel."


My version.

(Straker takes out 38 automatic, shoots rabbit)
 
Bullet in a bun bun?

No way.

(writerat edits)

Straker takes bunny rabbit home as therapy pet, dr jackson approves. Sends Alec his dry cleaning bill after finding out the publicity department didn't ask for a photo of him. Then sends photocopy of Alec's little black book to alec's 50 current girlfriends.
The end
(not end of short short, end of alec giggle)