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Rabbit & Alyss' Bedroom (of love)

Welcome to the room of organized chaos.

Alyss and Rabbit share one of the larger rooms in the Victorian-style Walter house - being the oldest son it is obviously the robot's right to take the second-best room in the house - on the second floor, right next to Peter's room.

The room itself never looks quite as nice as depicted in the picture because Rabbit is a slightly messy individual and Alyss doesn't mind his untidiness in the slightest. Which means there is no one to really clean it. Though most of their clothes make it to be neatly hung away in the closet, there will always be at least one or two various pairs of boots and gloves left laying around, a belt here or there, and the woman's collection of stuffed animals all over.

..And really, knowing them, that chandelier probably makes as an impromptu hanger at various points as well.

There is a nice window seat for Alyss to sit in and enjoy the sunshine on days with good weather or simply to listen to Rabbit yap on forever like he does, and Lil' Bunny's cardboard box bed is perched there usually too.

Both the robot and his lady can usually be found outside of their room, enjoying the family's company or simply out on the town, but they can be caught there in the mornings or late evenings generally, unless Rabbit is being a grump and sneaking off to hide elsewhere for a few hours or Alyss has disappeared from the grounds completely to do her own thing.

Current Pet Count: Mocha Road, Lil' Bunny, TomatoSoup, Macaroni, Cheese, BananaBread, TunaMelt, Captain QuackBeard, Fuzzybuttkins, and Bob.

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She curled her fingers into the long fur as she settled there on Mocha Road's back, petting a little idily as the borogove was very still as he waited. Chains were oddly intelligent creatures, some even measuring up to humans in intelligence. It varied from Chain to Chain, really; how strong it was or if it was just a mindless thing driven only by hunger.

Alyss would just have to wait and see how borogove developed.

"You may be able to teach him some tricks, and you might want to hang on," as soon as Rabbit settled the creature rose up easily, as if neither of them were on it's back. He was still, just to make sure they wouldn't fall once he was off the ground. That large head even turned to peer back at its passengers, ears perked.

It was certainly a different experience to find himself and those heavy feet of his being lifted into the air out of his own control, Rabbit settling in behind Alyss, wrapping an arm around her to reach for that furry mane for some hold to keep himself from falling over backwards.

"Tricks," the 'bot repeated with an excited grin over at the creature peeking back at him. The gears of his mind already turning at the thought, compiling a list of tricks they'd have to practice.

"Havin' a d-d-dog is gonna be a real blast, huh?"

"It is," smiling as she stroked over one of those large black furry ears while the creature's head was still turned, "and I'm glad Mister Peter said he could stay."

The borogove took a few steps without prompt, slow and careful just to see how his passengers would hold; if they were sitting fine. It was just a few steps, testingly.

"He'll get going when you say you're ready Rabbit, I think."

Really, Rabbit hadn't a single doubt that his Pappy was going to let him keep the dog, despite how often the man had declined his request in the past. For one, the 'bot was a hundred and sixteen years older than he'd been. Two, if he could keep a proper, real relationship with a human woman, it only made sense he could keep a dog. Right?

And, of course, the copper automaton's recent death had to add a bit to the final persuasion. How could Pappy say no to his boy after he'd thought he'd lost him for good?

There was a scruffing pet to that mane of fur before Rabbit was urging the creature forward. "Let's g-g-go! Yip yip! Tally ho! Onward! T' adventure!"

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Better hold on tight, Rabbit, as at that prompting the borogove started off and gained enough speed to jump the fence.

Alyss held onto the fur tighter, giving a bit of a laugh, "I told you he could hold the both of us without any problem!" because really, the creature was going on rather smoothly and going in the first direction that he didn't smell too many people in at the moment.

Oh, he was. Not a single worry needed to be given for the copper automaton, who was a bit taken back by that leap and how his own weight didn't seem to add any stress to the creature's capabilities as they were off, trotting down the street.

Rabbit was holding on with both hands now, both encased around Alyss who he had leaned forward to rest his head against for a better view as well. And really, how could he not laugh along with her. "G-guess ya were right! Lookit him go!"

"This is the best way to walk him," she smiled, fingers still gripped into that shaggy black fur of the beast, "and he does follow directions nicely once he knows what to do."

At the moment the borogove was happily trotting along, tail swishing about and a fun little bounce to it's stepping along. Head held low as that nose went to work in sniffing about; familiarizing itself with the smells it would be living around. All of this was so very new to him, of course, having spent most of the time in the marsh untill now-

Even then, the time in the marsh wasn't all that long.

Rabbit didn't even question how Alyss knew so much about the creature when she couldn't have known him five minutes longer than he had, simply going along with everything that she had to say, gripping tightly onto the 'dog' as they continued on forward, giggling a bit along the way.

"We'll j-j-just hafta get him a collar." A pause, glancing downwards. "I dunno, an' maybe a saddle or somethin'."

For the moment borogove was just going wherever his nose took him.

Alyss hummed a little thoughtfully, stroking down part of the neck she could easily reach. "We might be able to get a collar at one of those shops that sell all of those things made of leather," or ask for a collar to be made, "Do they make saddles for dogs?"

"I dunno. Can't r-really say I've ever seen anyone else have a dog breed like ours or even anywhere as big, b-but then again, even if there were, m-most people ain't as adventurous as the two o' us. They'd probably pick up a leash an' just walk 'im."

Gross. How dull.

"But we m-manage just fine without a saddle," a soft nudge of his face against hers at that. "R-r-right? Ain't goin' anywhere?"

They do make those tiny saddles for dogs so that the monkies can ride on them, but that's an entirely different matter all together.

"We do," it brought a smile, along with a quick little kiss to his cheek, "Not going anywhere at all." Even as borogove picked up the pace from catching a particular interesting scent, heading off around a street corner with them

An entirely different matter altogether, but something Rabbit would take great interest in seeing!

And of course she wasn't going anywhere, because between her own grip, there was also Rabbit's powerful arounds keeping the woman from being yanked or shook around too much, though the beast did have quite the steady gait considering his passengers.

"Caught a n-n-nice scent there, boy?"

Well, maybe one day when the weather is warmer someone who owns a few monkies and dogs will be putting on a show with them. Busking, with monkies riding dogs with little saddles in different patterns. Or something.

She wasn't at all worried about falling off herself; she could float after all, it was Rabbit she was more worried about. With how smoothly the borogove moved, perhaps it wasn't that big of a worry as it had been when they first started off, "He's not been in the city before now."

He looked to be heading towards the park in a round about way.

Rabbit will be calling out sick that day from the band. Sorry everyone.

But for now, he was just pleased to sit back and enjoy the ride, amused at how the people they did accidentally stumble upon seemed too damn surprised at the odd sight to properly react.

"Yeah? Where d-d-did ya find him, anyway?"

An albino and a robut were riding on the back of a giant dog-

"Out in the marshlands," as if she'd just stepped out to one of the shops in town, "He came up to me while I was out there and about to come back." Rabbit, she goes out to a place known to be somewhat dangerous and filled with the walking dead and who knows what else, and brought home a giant dog. "I couldn't leave him out there alone, and he's been such a sweetheart."

What in the-

"What? Ya g-g-g-go out in that place?" Okay, so this was an awkward conversation to have on the back of a giant dog, but Rabbit's grin lessened in brightness by a fraction, trying to meet her gaze despite their placing. "It's d-dangerous out there..."

Yep, could be pouting, just a little bit.

"I do, and it is," she wouldn't deny it at all, "Mother goes out there sometimes, too."

Rabbit, what are these ladies.

Her head tilted, looking back at Rabbit, "It is also quite the beautiful place, so very green and full of life that isn't people," it was peaceful in a way, if you didn't stray in too deep to where the dead walked, "Along the edges it isn't that dangerous, unless there's an aligator or something near the water's edge, and it provides me the space I need to not hurt anyone when I leave the house."

Hurt anyone.... Oh. One of those moods.

Rabbit, of course, had been smart enough to skitter away when Alyss didn't exactly want him around, but that didn't mean he hadn't seen pieces here and there of her little fits as she flew from the house, rages and tantrums that nearly put his own to shame. Nearly. Rabbit still considered himself an expert, even if he didn't have control of himself for most of them. But at least in the respect, it seemed the pair of them were well fitted.

A glove palm untangled itself out of the creature's fur to wrap gently around Alyss' waist, affectionately keeping her close and safe and secure. Best to not scold or worry all things considering. She could take care of herself, as much as Rabbit liked to be there to do it for her, but it an hour or two out in the marsh seemed to quell some of those raging emotions? Why get in the way of that?

"J-just..." What? Be safe? Don't fall in? Get lost? "Just as l-long as ya make it back for dinner. It kinda g-g-goes fast with so many o' us there."

She only left when she knew she couldn't control herself once whatever fit took hold. Traces of that madness that took over in her life prison, and sometimes she wondered if it was wise to keep that white rabbit as tightly as she tended to. It was more making of the Abyss than cherished toy, but it was still a companion long trusted.

Alyss offered him a smile, hand lifting to rest against his with a curling of fingers, "I haven't been late once, have I?" and she'd try to never be, a sort of promise in her voice not spoken.

All the while Mocha Road was snuffling about, having leaped the fence that surrounded the park. The borogove moved quickly and smoothly when it wanted.

Promise heard and no doubt taken straight into that mechanical heart of his, a sweet little nuzzle against her cheek before Rabbit was loosening his grip a little and focusing back on the trip at hand. The second jump drew another round of giggling from the copper 'bot, the pair no doubt up for quite a handful of adventures while out with their new pet.

Being a Walter was never boring.

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