[Video] Now, for a deal.

[mr_plot_bunny]

[The feed is somewhere in the remains of the Manor; the Bunny is flopped out, looking a bit nattier than usual - he's not enjoying roughing it any more than anyone else here.Alright, look, kids. I know we don't always see eye to eye, but I'm getting desperate here. There's some kind of thought upstairs that things should ... "make sense" and I

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[makerofimage]

Well, knowing squirrels, they probably made a nest of the thing.

[He looks off toward a trail and shrugs with a grin.]

Let's get cracking.

[mr_plot_bunny]

God, thanks. Sooner those things are found, the better.

[makerofimage]

[Stops in mid-thought.]

Just how many blueprints are there?

[mr_plot_bunny]

Just the one big sheet.

[whitefacedclown]

[Sorry mister plot bunny, but have Allen just staring in disbelief at the fact a rabbit can talk.]

You're not an Akuma or I would know.

[He starting to think now, why didn't Lenalee tell him about this odd occurrence. oh well. Baby steps Allen. Let's start with a question]

Though if your really some type of talking rabbit I have to ask.

[He's looking pretty serious for a moment.]

How did the squirrels manage to get blueprints?

[mr_plot_bunny]

Little bastards swarmed my place and made off with them while I was fending them off. I'm only one rabbit, I can't chase fifty of them!

[whitefacedclown]

I guess you really can't when you think about that.

[beautiful_brute]

Oh, shut up about the blueprints already. It's obvious that once you find them, you have no intention on honoring your word.

[mr_plot_bunny]

Note ...to ... self.

Zarbon's room and beauty supplies -> Swamp. More rancid the better.

[beautiful_brute]

What was that?!