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[Ring-a-ding if you need something! The Spine is never without his CereVice. If he doesn't pick up on the third or fourth ring, something is definitely wrong....

...or Rabbit has stolen it.]

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[A 'bot can dream.

But not of electric giraffes that's just silly.]

I think you mean it's just opinion. Hufflepuffs are loyal, dependable--you know what, I'm not havin' this argument. [Again.

Annnd that oh-so-(in)delicate shove has him stumble a step or two toward the couch. He doesn't sit. Instead, he half-turns to fix Rabbit with a suspicious photo-receptor.]

Rabbit, what're you doin'. [why is he so certain he isn't going to like it]

[missfunction]

[She flutters her lashes up at him again. Maybe it will work one day. Eventually.]

Just helpin' my brother relax after a l-l-long day! You want a drink? Some slippers? Wanna watch Wheel of Fortune together?

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[... yep, he doesn't like it. That sure is an even narrower suspicious stare.]

I don't think they have Wheel of Fortune on TV here, Rabbit. [... not that he's... checked...] Besides, I was relaxin' just fine on my own before we were "burgled".

[Can you hear those air quotes slamming into place like the bars on a jail cell, Rabbit? The Spine can.]

[missfunction]

[her mouth quirks into a slight pout at the thought of no Wheel of Fortune]

What 'bout Family Feud? Hollywood Squares? [her head tilts with a clicking of gears] Singled Out?

[keep living in the 90s, rabbit]

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[Hey, at least one of them is still on the air.]

No, nuh-uh, and nope. [A beat, and then he adds:] I think I might've passed by some kinda alien version of Singled Out last time I turned on the TV.

[Three guesses what he was looking for and the first two don't count.

...also, kudos Rabbit. You've momentarily distracted him. Again.]

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Oooooh~! [Rabbit hops onto the couch and wiggles until she finds what she assumes is a comfortable position, reaching forward to swipe the remote.]

Maybe it's on.... [Her free hand curls around The Spine's wrist, attempting to tug him down with her. Just give up and watch some TV, Spine.]

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[If there's one thing The Spine has learned in his century+ of living, it's that you can't win'em all. Sometimes you can't even win one. This is definitely one of those times.

He gives up and sits.] Too much reality TV will rot your brain, you know.