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  Headcanon that Usagimodoki likes to ride in Noiz’s pocket and pop out just to put a smile on his face. 

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I colored! 

             the last thing he needed was a lecture on etiquette.  

  "Oh, fine, Master. But only so you can stop looking so grumpy." Somebody has his underpants in a knot.   "So......Am I allowed to ask why Master wishes for me to lie to anyone who questions where you've been?" 

             ”I was home all night.” liar liar, pants on fire.

  Initiate dramatic gasp, "Master! I think your nose has grown three inches! You mustn't lie, Master~" And certainly shouldn't get this rabbit involved in those lies either.

        “You can keep a promise, can’t you?" 

  "A secret? Yes, Master, I can keep a secret." The android's voice is hushed, further proving he vows to keep this exchange between them equally as quiet as his tone, "...What is it, Master?" 

         ”—Usagi, new assignment.”

  "A job for me?" With his body relaxing back into it's casual stance, the rabbit AllMate leans forward, awaiting Master's words, "Yes, Master?" Petite hands clasp together as he gives an enthusiastic smile to his favored owner. 

That one guy from that one scene in Ruff Rabbits with that great hair.

"Can’t you just pick something? I won’t really be paying attention to it anyway. Remember? I told you I had work to do. I offered it so you would have something to do." Usagi could probably find amusement in just about anything, really, but the noise of the TV would actually be kind of nice so it wasn’t completely quiet while he worked.

  "I'm sorry, Master. I had forgotten that Master had said he needed to do work." Well, he had to occupy himself like Master said, and after apologizing, the little rabbit begins the one-handed hunt for the remote to the TV set, knowing it had slipped somewhere between the cushions, "...The couch has devoured the remote." He counts himself lucky when he digs it out, and even luckier when his soda can is still in his grip, "If Master ever needs help with work, he can always ask, too." And now he nestles comfortably in Master's lap to skim through channels and indulge in his soda. 

  "..." It doesn't really make him feel any better. Master's hurt, and he hadn't been there to keep Master safe like he's supposed to, "Master's not fine. Master got hurt. Does Master have any other places he's had injured?" If he's not able to protect his owner, then he can at least play the role of nurse. 

  "-!! Master, what happened!?" Can anyone blame this poor rabbit for worrying? Master has enough scars and injuries as it is. "Master, please be more careful..."

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