The Sphere loves Rabbit, but Rabbit does not love the Sphere

[paper_rabbit]

Dear Fishbowl,

Tell your vines to keep their tendrils offa me. I can't work upside down, yanno.

So PUT ME DOWN!

[ there are many scribbles in this section that appear when Rabbit falls ungracefully on his face. He rolls over and sits up, attempting to remove the scribbles on the page. On failing, the writing continues below them. ]

Real funny, fishbowl.

No love,
Bookman

Comments

[flenceburgsbest.livejournal.com]

What a shame. Your brain must have enjoyed all that blood and oxygen.

[redhead-rabbit.livejournal.com]

Too much. It was givin' me a headache.

[seeya-next-life.livejournal.com]

It could be worse. At least the vines don't have thorns, right? [pause. knock on wood.]

[redhead-rabbit.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that'd add insult to injury.

[seeya-next-life.livejournal.com]

The other way around, I was more thinking...

[redhead-rabbit.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that's what I meant. Havin' thorns would add a lot of insult to injury and probably have patients linin' up at Med.

[viva-la-materia.livejournal.com]

Wow, you're just a popular guy, aren't ya?

[redhead-rabbit.livejournal.com]

The Sphere gets some sorta joy outta hangin' me upside down, yeah. Happens far too often.