[Action/video]

[spaghettiinmysoul]

[The video screen turns on to a familiar, if still somewhat dented copper face, grinning brightly into the screen. He then steps off to the side, and sharply tugs another, slightly taller figure in, trying to position him directly in front of the screen]

C'mon, Spine! Ya gotta do it! Say hello ta everyone!

[Said slightly taller figure may just have an exasperated look on his face.]

Rabbit, I don't think--

[Oh. The feed is already active. Well, that's just... great. The Spine adjusts his tie and gives the screen his best 'no really all according to plan' smile.]

Ah... Hello! [Does he sound like he still thinks this is a bad idea? Yes. Yes he does.] My name is The Spine. Rabbit why're we doin' this.


[Because you gotta, that's why. Older brother says so. He just keeps grinning, knowing full well that The Spine would have to go along with it now that he was in front of the camera.]

An' i-if any of ya di-di-didn't know, I'm Rabbit!

[Wait there was more to this. Rabbit just kept going, ignoring his brothers discomfort]

An' for your entertainment t-t-t-t-today, I'm g-gonna ma-make the both of us disappear!

[All right, so this wasn't so bad so far, although Spine still didn't think it was wise.

...Wait, what.]

And, uh, just how do you plan on doin' that, Rabbit?

[He has a bad, bad feeling about this.]


[Rabbit leans in, resting one hand on The Spine's front, and the other on his shoulder]

A ma-magician ne-never reveals their se-secrets, Spine. But if ya really mu-must know...

[He glances around conspiratorially... Before slowly reaching up... And yanking off both hat and wig, shooting down the hall with a victorious whoop]

[You're getting an odd look, buddy. Whatever you're planning, he's ready for it.

Or... not.]

What the--RABBIT! Get back here, you--

[He makes a grab for Rabbit's collar. Too slow. The feed gets a glimpse of an irritated profile. Then there's a blur of silver-and-black (was that an elbow?) and the receding sound of heavy footsteps gaining speed.]


[And woe upon anyone else in the Dormitory areas. All of them. Because there are now two stampeding robots charging up and down the hall, Rabbit occsionally trying to lose The Spine. He will eventually stop, sneaking up to another terminal, wig and hat still firmly in hand]

O-one heckuva ma-magic trick, huh?

[[OOC: The Spine
Rabbit]]

Comments

[Video]

[spaghettiinmysoul]

Ya w-w-won't be expectin' th-this!

[Video]

[awfulsentimetal]

[HARD STARE.]

...What are you plannin'.

[Video]

[spaghettiinmysoul]

If I told, I'd ru-ruin it!

[Video]

[awfulsentimetal]

[Okay, anticipating something like oatmeal in his gears now.]

Rabbit.

[Video]

[spaghettiinmysoul]

Spine.

[Video]

[awfulsentimetal]

Rabbit.

[Video]

[spaghettiinmysoul]

Spine.

[Video] /cackling

[awfulsentimetal]

Rabbit.

[STILL GLARIN' BUDDY.]

[Video] HE CAN DO THIS ALL DAY BUDDY

[spaghettiinmysoul]

SPINE.

[GIGGLING]

[Video]

[awfulsentimetal]

[Oh no it's turned into a game.

...For one of them, anyway.]

RABBIT.

[Video]

[spaghettiinmysoul]

[BEST GAME]

SPIIIIIIIINE.

[Video]

[awfulsentimetal]

[Pinching the bridge of his nose, now.]

...Rabbit.

[Whoops, that might've been an exasperated sigh.]

[Video]

[spaghettiinmysoul]

[Darn things deescalated]

Love ya, Spine.

[Video]

[awfulsentimetal]

[It was that or start trying to shake the terminal.

One thick black eyebrow lifted. He's not buying that for a minute, bucko.]

Uh-huh. In that case, how about givin' me back my stuff?

[Video]

[spaghettiinmysoul]

Whoa c-c-cowboy one st-step at a time! It ain't like we're d-datin'.

[YOU HAVE TO FIND HIM]

[Video]

[awfulsentimetal]

[FFFFF.]

... What.

[No, really, what.]

What does that have to do with--you know what, nevermind. How long are you gonna keep this up, Rabbit?

[Video]

[spaghettiinmysoul]

[That was supposed to mess you up and distract you. Apparently it didn't work]

How l-long is it g-g-gonna take fer ya ta fi-find me?

[Listen carefully. Is that the sound of old joints creaking?]

[Video]

[awfulsentimetal]

[Is that the sound of old joints creaking?

The Spine is willing to find out.]

Oh, just another little while, I reckon.

[Uh oh, he's laying the cowboy on thick.]

[Video]

[spaghettiinmysoul]

[Rabbit is super sneaky don't lie]

Ya re-reckon do ya? I'm fa-fa-faster'n a greased pig, Spine. I d-d-don't think ya can wr-wrangle me.

[Video-->Action?]

[awfulsentimetal]

[Have another grin, Rabbit.]

I'll just have to put on my wranglin' gloves then, won't I?

[He cuts the feed and steps away from the terminal, head slowly turning from side to side as he tries to triangulate on the creaking.

Let's see how quietly The Spine can walk, shall we?]

[Video-->Action!]

[spaghettiinmysoul]

I gu-guess ya will!

[And there goes Spine. Rabbit giggles, which can probably be easily heard at this point, and checks around the corner to his other side.

He's so sneaky]

[Action~!]

[awfulsentimetal]

[That giggling is unmistakeable. The Spine grins to himself, leaning around to peer up the hall. Yep. That's definitely Rabbit's back he's looking at.

Now, the trick is sneaking up on him.

He creeps, as quietly as he can, willing himself not to let off steam. Of course, just operating isn't exactly silent, and there's a good chance he'll be heard.

But maybe not before he's close enough to be able to catch his pesky brother if he bolts.]

[Action~!]

[spaghettiinmysoul]

[Rabbit wasn't well known for his attention span, or his awareness. He was still too busy peering down the other hall. Did he hear something? Did it come from this way? He cocked his head, and then slowly turned the other way and-

And now he was face to face with The Spine. Oh. OH WELL THEN.

He did an exaggerated leap back, fumbling with his prize]

Wh-wh-where'd you c-come from?!

[awfulsentimetal]

A magician never reveals his secrets.

[Ha ha, two can play at this not-really-a-magic-trick game.

He isn't about to let Rabbit get away now that he's finally caught up to him, and he moves forward with arms outstretched, attempting to catch those crooked shoulders in a firm grip.

...but there's a lopsided and mildly amused smile on his face.]

[spaghettiinmysoul]

[RATS. CAUGHT. Though it doesn't stop Rabbit from squirming around and trying to wiggle his way out of this, wig and hat clasped tightly in his hands]

Aw no fa-fair, Spine! Ya di-di-didn't give me a runnin' cha-chance!