There were wires all around, electrical sounds

[spaghettiinmysoul]

Characters: Rabbit and Open!
Setting: Lagoon, forest, and then rampaging around the dormitory.
When: Anywhere from midday to midnight
Format: Prose/action it's whatever you please
Summary: Rabbit has gotten bored and went exploring. Unfortunately he gets so bored that he's forced to take drastic action in the form of loud accordion sounds on the dorm floor.
Warnings: Rabbit is his own warning.

Lagoon

It was pretty here, he'd admit that. Pretty enough to bask in the sun and play in the sand but not nearly pretty enough to even attempt to play in the water. The robot knew his own weaknesses. He settled for hurling large rocks into the crystal clear lagoon waters, or skipping stones, before building a massive sand castle in the sands of the beach and rampaging through it. He cared exactly just enough about his clothes to carefully hang them from a branch before happily making a massive mess out of the pristine beach. The Spine would have had a fit to see his brother prancing around with no pants on, but it wasn't as if there were any parts to hide persay. Then again, a lady showing up might actually earn the shameless robot's embarrassment.

Forest

Not half bad. He hadn't been in a forest in a long time, and it was kind of interesting to be in one again. Clothed this time, and attempting to climb up the bigger, thicker looking trees. He knew damn well the little ones would never be able to support his copper frame. Humming show tunes and generally being loud and childish in the forest, at the very least he was keeping it to a wild, wooded area rather than a place where people might actually be attempting to rest. Anyone approaching the robot here would probably get talked to death, as he was fast running out of patience for this place, as massive as it was. He enjoyed attention after all, exploring only fun if there was someone else to do it with.
 
Dorms

Well he'd lost it.

He'd returned to the dorms with exactly zero things to do and not enough of the attention he so craved. He was used to people! Lights! Action! Music! Brothers to tease! And so far he hadn't met anyone he knew at all so... Well apparently everyone must suffer.

He'd taken to roaming the halls, a horrible honking accompanying him. He'd gotten the accordion out and was pretty much abusing the poor thing, pressing every key imaginable and rapidly expanding and contracting it, mad mechanical giggles and whirrs filling the hallway, which would occasionally break out into full out laughter and a few lines of garbled music.

He was so bored!

Comments

[marriedthebloke]

[She raises a hand and rubs his back, for what little good that will do.]

Yes, I do.

[spaghettiinmysoul]

[He can't really feel the gesture, just a little along his spine, but it's appreciated nevertheless, the robot glancing over.]

Y-ya got fa-family? Here or back at home?

[marriedthebloke]

Both. My husband and I have two children. My daughter is here with me.

[spaghettiinmysoul]

A-a-at least ya g-got someone here than, right?

[It had to be better than being all alone, wasn't it?]

[marriedthebloke]

Yes. Do you not?

[spaghettiinmysoul]

N-no.

No one here f-f-from home that I know.

[Or else he might not have taken to the halls with the accordion.]

[marriedthebloke]

Oh.

[She falls silent, not knowing that to say. The poor creature.]

[spaghettiinmysoul]

B-but... they'll come soon. I'm s-sure they will. Ca-can't leave ol' Rabbit alone after all.

[He had to keep up the hope that his siblings would eventually show up. Someone, anyone really.]

[marriedthebloke]

I'm sure they will. As long as you trust in them.

[spaghettiinmysoul]

I do! I d-d-do. They'll be here soon. An' everthin' will b-b-be... well almost normal. It's not home, bu-but anywhere is better with fa-family around.

[marriedthebloke]

I hope they will come soon. Until then, why not try to make some friends who you can introduce to them?

[spaghettiinmysoul]

Y-yeah, I'll g-g-go do that. May as well ma-make some new friends here. Th' Jon an' Th' Spine wouldn't wa-wanna be lonely when they come here, havin' more pe-people ta talk to would be good fer 'em.

[marriedthebloke]

Wasn't there anyone who would speak to you three in your own world?

[Or at least marvel over their make?]

[spaghettiinmysoul]

Y-yeah there were pe-people in the manor an' stuff. Bu-but we're really not a-a-a-allowed ta go wanderin' around on our own.

[Not that Rabbit doesn't sneak out anyway.]

[marriedthebloke]

Was your owner so afraid of you being damaged? Or causing too much damage to the surroundings??

[spaghettiinmysoul]

Ma-ma-maybe? Th' Jon can get inta tr-trouble if someone ain't wa-wa-watchin' him an'... Well..

[And Rabbit had a bad habit of being obnoxious. And starting things. He really didn't know how to act in proper society]

Th' Spine is better'n all of us a-a-at actin' no-normal.

[marriedthebloke]

And has he never thought to teach the other two of you how to imitate proper human behavior?

[From his description, for all their adult physiques, it seems like Rabbit and the Jon acted like human children.]

[spaghettiinmysoul]

[Rabbit was always eccentric, but time had not been kind to the old robot's brain. And The Jon? Unstable blue matter portals did funny things to your head.]

W-w-well yeah he d-does...

But it's so ha-hard ta do!

[Rabbit couldn't rein in his emotions long enough to act like a proper person. Or tame his thoughts. Or control his mad glitches and malfunctions.]

Th-things ge-ge-get kinda fu-fuzzy after the e-eighty year mark, sweetheart. We d-don't do bad things... we j-just don't think about it...

[marriedthebloke]

Therein lies the problem. Even humans have to think about their actions. About what is and is not appropriate. Even if it is hard, it's better than simply giving up and living like overgrown, unruly brats.

[spaghettiinmysoul]

I-It ain't l-like we don't tr-try...

[Jesus no one had ever lectured him before. Well, they have, but that was a long time ago]

There's s-s-so many ru-rules ta follow an it's so ha-hard ta keep up with 'em...

[marriedthebloke]

Well, you'll have to learn them all. Whether quickly or slowly. They're rules for a reason.

[spaghettiinmysoul]

I kn-know. I try. I do!

[Why does he feel like he has to prove something now?]

I sa-sa-said I wouldn't be unt-t-towards with ya. An' I'm not. Yer a gr-great lady an' all. An'... A-a-an' I walked a little gi-girl back ta her room!

[Those were all good things that a normal person would do, wasn't it?]

E-e-even sang her a bedtime story. What e-else do I gotta do?

[marriedthebloke]

[Sola-ui's job is to make people feel inadequate.]

Well, for example, you could show this common courtesy toward everyone, not just individuals you happen to talk to.

[spaghettiinmysoul]

I am ni-ni-nice ta everyone! Everyone who d-d-deserves ta be nice to I'm nice to! I'm a ni-ni-nice guy!

[marriedthebloke]

[She raises an eyebrow.]

Deserves to be nice to?