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1.1.01.01.024: staring at the sun.

[Eddie bounces on to camera. He looks just like the icon. Except he's got a black and white barcode down his spine, complete with numbers. This rabbit looks exceptionally excited.]

The barcode! [Much to Eddie's misfortune, he's only understandable to other animals. To anyone else, it's just rabbit noise.] Take a picture of the barcode!

I'm the Last Rabbit! Best flood ever.

[pause]

Wait. The Last Rabbit's a girl.

[quick! Change the subject!]

Victor? You alright?

Jane?

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No, they don't.

Are you stuck in your room? I discovered how to use doors with these. [She waves her hooves around.]

Not that I've been out much.

I can't even reach a door handle, so yes.

...Come let me out?

You swear you won't get eaten?

I swear. I'd be an idiot if I got the last rabbit killed.

...funny. [And she bounded her way to his room, leaving her communicator behind. She fumbled at his door for a bit before she finally got it open.]

Eddie? [She didn't want to bounce on him.]

[Eddie was currently sat on his bed in a big fluffy ball,] Over here.

[She really was a bouncing goat. He couldn't help but think it was actually a little brilliant.]

[She shuffled over, attempting to walk and not bounce as much. It didn't work as well as she thought.]

Huh. You're not as impressive as I thought.

[He was a little amused at her bouncing.]

I imagine the impressive thing is that it's the last one, rather than... actually being impressive.

Maybe. Where do you want to go? [She shifted her hooves a bit anxiously.]

I don't like being in here. I might break something.

Um... I don't really know.

[He paused and bounced across the room, picking up his merit book in his mouth and waving it at her,] We could try the CES?

[She nodded and shuffled backwards, out the door.] Good idea.

At least that will be safer.

[She bounced a bit once she was in the corridor.] Did someone offer to take a picture of your barcode?

Not yet, no. [He frowned a little. If a Rabbit could frown.]

Someone told me there was a lion.

[She tilted her head to the side and knocked her horns against the side of the corridor.]

You should stay with me, then. [She started to hop down the corridor.]

I plan on it. A whole lion.

[She paused at the stairs and then looked to the lift.] Better idea. [She continued on to it.]

A whole lion? What did you expect? Half a lion?

[Eddie followed along, much more slowly, but looked up at the lift. Everything was so much more intimdiating from down here.]

How are we going to call it? Or get it to go anywhere?

[Jane paused, trying for a moment to push her hooves up against it. It took a bit of fumbling, but she finally hit the right button.]

Just like that. [There was no mistaking the hint of arrogance there.]

[He would have rolled his eyes if he could.]

Ah, so simple. If you're a bouncing goat, perhaps.

...if only people at home could see this. [She headed inside when the doors opened and waited for him.]

[Eddie laughed and jumped inside,] The lift, or us as these animals? Because I imagine they'd mostly just laugh at the latter.

A lot.

The latter. [She stared at the panel thoughtfully (if a bouncing goat could be thoughtful) and jabbed a hoof at it.] That should get us...somewhere.

[He huddled in a corner of the lift and scratched at his ears a little,] Somewhere. Better than here?

[pause]

Jane. I'm a girl. [He still couldn't quite get past this.]

[Jane also wished she could roll her eyes.]

Yes, well, you did announce it to everyone. [She waited and, when the doors opened to a floor they didn't want, she jabbed at the panel again.]

So it's your fault if you're embarrassed.

[If a rabbit could shrug...]

But it's still a serious point. I'm a woman!

It's not serious at all. [She fixed him with a long look.]

Is there something wrong with that?

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