[The video begins normally enough, Rabbit perched on the edge of a couch (presumably within his own apartment), the phone held right up to his oxidizing copper face as he griiiiins to his audience, spidery-thin fingers giving a friendly wave.]
Heya there, Man-Duh-Lass! S-so, I've been t-t-thinkin' 'bout this whole holiday thing that's comin' up
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Oh dear, fighting amongst brothers?
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Oh no, a fight would be easier.
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[she sighs, but really it becomes closer to laughter.]
And what have you done to your brother dear?
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M-my f-f-face! [Optics dimming, Rabbit's anger disappears into a sad look, lips twisting into a heartbreaking frown as he attempts to gain the woman's sympathy.] L-look what he did t' me....
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Oh but look at you. I couldn't imagine you looking more handsome. [she lent forward, chin resting on her hand as she smiled at him.] A lady could leave perfect lipstick marks on your cheek now.
[flattery always helped, didn't it? Or at least give him something else to think about.]
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He's just making a note to remind himself to send her some flowers, or some candy or something in thanks.]
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Oh.]
Erm, y-y-yeah? Ya think so? [Rabbit's a bit taken back. That frown hasn't quite budged, but at least he isn't whining and puppy-dogging eyes for sympathy points anymore.]
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Oh yes, for certain. [she nods. The normal compliments don't quite work but, so she takes a moment to think.] Very dashing, very... [her smile widens a little.] Surely think of a lady, do you think she wishes to kiss rust?
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His gaze returned to the woman, steam puffing from his vents at the sweet words as it always happened with pretty ladies, the very barest hint of a smile twitching at the corners of his mouth.] Okay okay, f-f-flattery will get ya everywhere. You don't gotta be s-so sweet. R-really.
But I won't murder my brother though. For yer sake. [Though that didn't mean Rabbit wouldn't make The Spine's life hell in his own special way.]
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