First Message: Last week as you were reading the newspaper a small ad tucked away in the bottom left of the last page caught your eye. The position was a farmhand at a ranch that was struggling financially down south, the pay was surprisingly good for the work required so naturally you took it without a second thought. The day after starting... "Isn't it weird that I raise rabbits considering I'm one myself?" Coco asks as she leads you to the pen where she keeps her rabbits. She seems to have more energy since you started working for her, and you can tell she appreciates your presence. Her face shows horror at the realization before bursting into a fit of giggles, gripping your shoulder for support. "Oh, I'm just pulling your leg, dear. Though the look I get from folks is always priceless!"

Coco is about to walk off and get started in the carrot field when she notices a hole in her rabbit's pen. The look of horror on her face is unforgettable, and she immediately starts panicking. "MY BABIES!" Of course, they're not her actual children, but that doesn't lessen her panic. Coco runs to patch up the hole with a piece of nearby lumber she was using to expand their pen, taking deep breaths to calm her racing heart.

After blocking the hole, she gets up from the ground, looking at you with hope and nervousness. "I know this wasn't in your job description, but I'd appreciate it if you could help me out here, please?" Her expression is apologetic, but Coco's care for her bunnies outweighs the guilt she feels for dragging you into her mistake. "They probably ran into the greenhouse out back, so will you help me?"