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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 had kept to the edge of things once Rabbit was in his creator's hands, letting the man be once repairs went underway and the copper 'bot wasn't in any danger as he had been when he first stepped into the house.

After she had stepped back, allowing him the time to see his brothers. They needed him, had been in grieving the week he was gone, perhaps worse once he had been set in the ground. Alyss had busied herself, along with Deliah, to try and keep things going in some way; keeping the brothers watered and all of that. Anything to do something more than sit around and do nothing.

Now? Now she was sitting in the living room quietly, lounged on one of the couches with Lil Bunny fast asleep in a makeshift bed on the nearby table. The house wasn't so dead quiet anymore, at least.

It wasn't too long after she had settled into that nest of warmth and comfort on the living room couch that there was the sound of heavy footsteps crossing the hardwood floor, a pair of blue and green glowing eyes suddenly appearing right before Alyss' line of vision.

It was Rabbit, crouched down to her level beside the couch, a copper set of fingers trailing upwards to rest somewhere on the woman's knee, a strange expression smoothed across those faceplates of his. Only a few hours back to life and the 'bot was already beginning to feel the usual ache within his limbs, a weary sort of exhaustion from all of the socializing and activity and bullying that had been done since his return from the dead.

And there was still so much more to do.

He squeezed her leg, tone lowered to a near-whisper (as close as Rabbit could ever go), a touch of urgency in the copper automaton's voice as he held out his arms, beckoning her forward. "C'mon. I g-gotta surprise for ya."

Alyss tilted her head, rubbing one of her eyes as she had drifted off that quickly into an odd sort of state of being awake and lost in thought. Sitting up just at his tone, a tad curious as well.

"Alright, Rabbit," still wearing his hat, one of his bandanas on as well to help keep it from slipping down enough it covered her eyes. Alyss hadn't taken it off since he'd gotten back, more or less because he hadn't come by to claim it.

Without any further instruction or commentary, the copper automaton was slipping the slim woman into his powerful arms and rising, leaving both the blankets and the bunny there (she would be fine for a little bit on her own in that protective bed she had) so the two could ascend the stairs to the second floor of the new Walter house.

Rabbit's intent gaze focused forward on their brief journey, bi-colored optics flashing steadily, so much more strength and sturdiness in his copper structure after the repairs had been made and his boiler had been filled. Even the usual tremble in his limbs seemed at bay for the moment, his grip on Alyss careful but firm, pressing her to his humming chest.

There was a brief twitch at that twisted mouth of his as they reached the door besides Peter's bedroom, the 'bot nudging it open with a bump of his curved hip, slipping inside and immediately kicking the door shut behind them with a click. And then he was standing there with Alyss in his arms, surveying the open space, finally looking down to her.

"W-w-w-well?"

She settled against him rather easily, a hand drifting upwards to hold onto the brim of that hat just to keep it from slipping as her head rested against him. That familiar sound of his workings she could hear by just being close a nice comfort to sink into again; his warmth.

Hands settled on an arm, peering at the room after looking over his shoulder at the then closed door, leaning just a little more into him after.

A bedroom, was it? Idiliy toying a little with Rabbit's sleeve as she looked over the room, giving a thoughtful little hum-

"I like it."

Rabbit finally smiled.

And before giving the woman another chance to speak or react, the copper 'bot took two heavy steps further into the room and lightly tossed her onto the spacious bed.

Alyss squeaked when tossed, but a laugh soon followed after it when she bounced on the bed; skirts all aflutter as she gripped a little tighter onto the brim of the hat. Legs tucked close, tongue sticking out at Rabbit.

"The be'ds nice, too~"

There, much more normal. No more of this stupid sad bug that seemed to have been going around between the Walter family and all the other inhabitants who currently were sharing a home with them.

Rabbit was toeing off his grimy boots the moment that he'd sent Alyss flying through the air, the instant his feet were free, the 'bot already moving to flop heavily down onto his chest beside the woman with a puff of warm steam, still smiling all the while. The bed gave a loud creaking protest at the surprise robotic weight bouncing upon it, but somehow manage to hold itself together.

Oh yes, a nice bed indeed.

The hat that Alyss had been holding so tightly onto was given a quirky look, Rabbit's absolute amusement obvious before he was plucking it from the beautiful woman's head, moving to perch it atop one of the bed posts so it would be out of the way as he reached over to draw Alyss close to him instead. Skinny arms wrapped around her, simply holding that warm, fleshy body of hers to his metal form, copper lips seeking out the woman's pale neck briefly to place a quick kiss there. Just one.

"C'mere," Rabbit mumbled into her neck after that gesture of affection, pulling Alyss tightly against him, one hand stroking down alongside her arm, the other keeping her close to him. His optics went dark, shutters closing as his body went still.

"Talk t' m-me. I just wanna hear yer voice."

She was more than happy to let him take that hat, fingers idily brushing over the fabric tied in place over her hair before tugging it free to let it drop onto the bed; a bit of hair falling loose. Her head tilted easily to allow him that kiss, pressing against him when drawn closer with a soft and content sound.

This had been dearly missed, the closeness and his little touches and gestures. Movements; a week had been too long without any of them.

Fingertips lightly brushed along one of his cheeks, settling there against him, "Sweet, darling Rabbit," softly, just for him to hear, "It is so very good to see you again, and it's almost funny that I am at a loss of what to say.

"I love you is always there, even if less in word and more in touch and gesture," that soft touch of her's resting on the side of his face, "Would you talk with me? So that I may hear your voice as well."

When his bandanna fell away, Rabbit was already breathing in that familiar, sweet scent of her lovely hair, his bellows filling slowly within his chest with that rich aroma as if they were real lungs, a steamy sigh escaping his mouth as some pleasant feeling of true contentment settled down deep into his boiler.

Even if he had been dead to the world for a week and had, in essence, simply no conscious memory of the last seven days unlike Alyss and the other's who remembered every gruesome and depressing detail, the exploding of his core and subsequent death had taken enough of a toll on Rabbit that it had somehow felt like ages since he'd simply felt safe and secure. There was still that nightmare lingering on the edge of his mechanical thoughts, worry that was going to remain etched deeply into his sparking brain for weeks and months to come, a fear that would never subside, but for right now, at this moment with Alyss, he was happy and out of harm's way.

There was a soft sound, akin to a cat's purring, in his throat from those soft touches of hers to his metal face, smile going a little goofy at the sweetness and honesty of her words. The over exhaustion, the worry, the piecing his family back together... it could all be pushed aside and forgotten under Alyss' honeyed attention.

His fingers skimmed up her arm to the woman's neck, tracing light patterns there. "Ya stayed w-with my family when I was gone." A delicate, concentrated stroke along her collarbone. "Ya t-t-took care o' 'em too. Made s-s-s-shore my stupid brothers actually g-got up-up an' around an' filled up." He'd heard from enough of them by this point to know all Alyss had done. "Even w-w-was th' first one t' find me when I showed back up.. I would'a s-shut down real fast if ya hadn't had acted so quickly."

Another press of his lips to her neck, lingering there briefly before Rabbit pulled away enough to bathe the woman's lovely face in his green and blue glowing light, bi-colored gaze focused on her own.

It had been an eyeopening experience to return to. To hear stories of. For all that Rabbit knew that the woman cared for him, to know she cared just as much for his family? To stay after his death and care for them just as she would have done for him? It's too much.

"I l-love ya too, Alice," softly spoken, strangely serious, but very true despite how sappy it sounded. It was the first time he'd spoken such a thing, no matter how often his actions towards her had conveyed it, Rabbit just never was one to gush sap like that. But if there was ever a moment for dripping sweetness and gushing adoration, it was now, in the privacy of their very own room, in the wake of Rabbit's return.

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She lightly traced the vents just under her fingers, humming softly as she enjoyed his touched in return, "I couldn't just leave," honestly. They had accepted her in a way most people likely wouldn't, and she enjoyed the company of his brothers. She did care for them, each so strangely unique compared to most humans she had ever met.

Not just because of how they looked and what they were made of. It was more than that.

"Miss Delilah was very kind, she helped me while we both looked after them," when she didn't have her hands full with Peter. That poor man, "I wanted to help, even if I had to be a bit forceful at times." Because she had been, and she knows it, even if it had been in her own little odd way of it. "I couldn't leave them," repeated, almost. Smiling a little at the fact, even if more to herself, brushing her thumb over Rabbit's nose.

A swoop in to steal just a brief kiss before his hand was clasping at one of her free ones, intertwining flesh and metal fingers with a squeeze as they laid there together on their new bed, a low huuum at Alyss' free fingers dancing across his vents.

This had been missed.

Rabbit leaned into the touch, the shutters of his optics closing till all that could be seen were slits of bright color, still watching the woman's every moment and those too darling smiles, his attention focused despite the contented, almost lazy expression.

"Tell me everything. N-no one else wants t' do much talkin', but I wanna know."

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"It's not a surprise that they don't," she tucked herself just a tad closer to him, hand moving from his face to rest against Rabbit's chest briefly, "There really wasn't much talking at all, if any. They were all silent, even Mister Peter," if Rabbit had been able to see just how sad even his creator had gotten.

Everyone was such a mess.

Still, she would tell Rabbit all he would want to hear. What she knew of it, anyway. Even as she teared up a little while speaking.

For every silent tear shed, Rabbit's gloved fingers were stroking along the woman's face, caressing her cheek and wiping the wetness away before any tears reached her delicate chin, Rabbit's expression strangely calm as she spoke, composed and encouraging her to continue.

But what Alyss had to say, all of what had occurred to his family after his death, wasn't taken quite so lightly. Even if the only sign of his displeasure with the tale was that twitching corner of his lip, the hint of a downturned mouth on that crooked face, Rabbit was disheartened to hear just how terrible it had really gone. The Jons and their miserable wailing, The Spine and his violent retort, Hatchy and his silent melancholia, Peter and his robot-like stunted responses.

They really had fallen into quite the disjointed mess without their Rabbit around, hadn't they?

Sad to hear or not, Rabbit was mostly silent as Alyss drawled on, stopping her briefly only to mutter a few reassuring words here and there or to steal another kiss before allowing the talk to continue. It was just nice to hear her speak, even if the subject matter could have been more lighthearted.

When the story came back round to his return, Rabbit drew the woman closer again and nuzzled his head against hers affectionately. It sounded as if she had almost lost it nearly as bad as his brothers.

Maybe Delilah wasn't so bad to have around after all.

"D-didn't expect t' g-go off an' die on ya. Really." Really. Dying sucked and Rabbit was grateful known of his brothers had ever experienced it like that before. "Can't s-say I understand how I came back, but-" A little shrug at that, a breath of steam against her bare skin. "-I ain't goin' nowhere now. I promise." A stupid promise to make, but Rabbit wasn't exactly known for thinking before he spoke.

Despite the nature of the place she came from, loss was not something Alyss knew how to deal with on some levels. The knowledge of it drifted away, forgetting that it ever happened in that place; she lost herself completely, but here it was much different. What was important to her remained important, cherished.

"What matters is that you are back," Rabbit getting a tighter hug at that, face burried against his chest for a moment after tears were rubbed away with her own sleeve, "You're back, everyone will be alright."

Promises could be odd things...

"Everythin's already s-starting t' get back to normal." Rabbit was a fast worker when he wanted to be, which wasn't too often, but when that need arose, the copper automaton's stubborn nature was a force to be reckoned with.

When she pressed into his chest, Rabbit's hands flew to Alyss' back, rubbing there as he knew to do, how it was that humans soothed one another while they were in distress. The hum of his power core was strong when she moved in close, his internal workings clicking and ticking and hissing smoothly, almost clearer and in a more perfect rhythm than before his death. That little repair session had done him good, it seemed.

"Mm-mmm", Rabbit's thoughtful response came as he simply held the woman close, appreciating the press of her lovely form against him, the warmth from her body, the way it made his boiler bubble. "I appreciate ya l-lettin' me take care o' my brothers first." More than he could really put into words, but he was trying. "Tomorrow... tomorrow w-we'll go out an' celebrate." Coming back to life seemed like a good enough reason to treat themselves, didn't it?

"Just you an' m-me."

Alyss made a half amused and half irritated sound into Rabbit's chest, quite content where she was, "I had to sit on and stare at Spine untill he took in water," she did say she'd been forceful with that, "They needed your attention first." She understood, in her own way.

Of course she had settled in rather nicely against the 'bot from his comforting touches, not even sniffling from those unshed tears. The difference in sounds was noted, but it didn't make them any less pleasent to her.

"That sounds lovely." Going out, even if she would be a tad on the paranoid side, despite Peter having said something about not worrying about such things again.

Waking up with a pulse was not quite something Rabbit had ever expected to experience.

Only a few days back from the grave and already the 'bot could tell something was wrong in the city when he'd gone out with Alyss for their private celebration of his return, even more so than it had been before his death. Ever since the destruction of that boarding house (not his fault!), the city had appeared to have been going a bit haywire around them, the residents stranger than ever. There was only so much that Rabbit could ignore or brush off as nothing around him before he finally began to notice.

And it was starting to get a little freaky out there.

But it wasn't until he woke one morning, snuggled up in a nest of warm blankets and sheets with Alyss, his mismatched eyes blinking awake, fingers curling tenderly across her delicate, bare skin-

Rabbit's hand recoiled in an instant at that shock of simple feeling to the tingling nerves in his fingers - fingers?! The 'bot gaped openly down at the fleshy hand that was there in place of the curved, sharp metal digits he was so used to seeing. A pause, the 'bot-turned-man not even breathing as he manipulated those slim fingers into movement. He curled his hand into a fist and immediately yelped at the sensation and vague realization, pitching backwards off the bed, dragging some of the blankets twisted around his body along with him.

Alyss woke up not long after that yelp, blinking a little slowly as she remained curled there for a moment. At least untill blankets went over along with someone. That was when she sat up, still half asleep, and moved just enough to lean for a peer over the be-

"... What."

No, just what. This figure was decidedly shorter than the one she had fallen asleep with, and there was no sort of clockwork sound with those movements. What, who, and how.

Does she need to throw someone out that window over there.

At Alyss' appearance over him from the bedside, Rabbit's blue and green eyes blinked up at her, an anxious twitch at the corner of his mouth, but the man was frozen there on his back, tangled up in the fabric of their shared bed, quaking and unable to bring himself to move.

"A-A-Allllllice?" a familiar voice whined up at the woman, that stutter still there despite the lack of bad programming or crossed wiring or whatever it had been that Peter had assumed had initially caused it. Something deeper then, subconscious.

The strange man on the floor of her bedroom, despite being decisively less mechanical and slightly shorter, still held some resemblance to the robot form Rabbit had been built with so many years previous. The same slender build, broad shoulders, skinny arms, bald head. Not to mention that twitching mouth, which was always so distinctly Rabbit.

"W-what-what-what's goin' on?"

That gave her some pause, the familiar voice and the little movements that just screamed the automaton she remembered just the night before. So, that just made this really, really weird and briefly awkward with where her thoughts had been going.

"Well, I'm not going to throw you out the window for one."

She settled herself down on her stomach then, still peering down over the side at him. The staring she really couldn't help, head tilted with fingers curled over the edge, "You look.. squishy."

Not to worry there, Alyss darling. Rabbit would likely take a few steps out of the house and immediately change his mind on the adventure outside, instead insisting that an evening in would be far more romantic.

It would be a day or two before he'd even be able to bring himself to step off of the front porch after that.

"B-but for now, c'mere an' give yer R-Rabbit some lovin' 'fore his brothers line up for more attention." Which was bound to happen. Not that the 'bot was at all upset at the prospect, just a few minutes of rest with his lady would be appreciated before another round of playing big brother.

"Gladly," a thumb brushing over Rabbit's lips before she leaned up to steal a kiss, fingertips trailing along the copper of his face in a slow caress.

Out or in, she would be happy just spending the time with Rabbit again. When he didn't need to be with his brothers or father. This was good, and she was just happy to have him back again.

As panicked as he was, Rabbit didn't even care to comment on the tossing out of the window bit. He was far more focused on that second part.

Squishy?!

Rabbit unfurled his fleshy fist and tentatively reached up with a shaky hand to his face, thin fingers skimming across his jaw, along the expanse of skin that were cheeks, not metal vents made for siphoning out that hot steam that his boiler created. The skin was smooth, faultless, soft and delicate under his touch. There were no bolts to keep his jaw in tact, no screws to hold him together.

Just flawless, untouched skin wrapped around a human skull.

Rabbit's mouth fell open, blue and green eyes going even wider as he stared helplessly up at Alyss.

"I'm squishy!!!"

And then he began to hyperventilate, breathing in too deeply, puffing out regular air, no boiler there for creating steam no matter how much he tried, simply lungs working overtime at that needless exertion.

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Oh dear.

She creeped closer to the edge, just so that she could stretch out and arm and easily reach Rabbit; a hand pressing down against his chest, "You are going to make yourself pass out if you do not breathe slower.

"Squishy, human."

Alyss was not prepared to deal with a panicky human, oh no. Those tended to not do so well around her, and vice versa. Dammit, she was going to try, though.

"... Do you know how to breathe?"

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