Room 415, Saturday Morning

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The pretty girl lying in bed next to Tara was still asleep, so that meant Tara had to be extra-super careful not to make too much noise as she crawled out of bed. It was all right; she liked being quiet.

Her hair was all tangled, so she started looking for a hairbrush to get it nice and smooth until she spotted --

"BUNNY!"

That squeal, and the subsequent scramble to pick up the rabbit, shattered all plans of being quiet.

[OOC: Closed door, open post!]

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"Bailey, hug her back," Kennedy admonished the rabbit, scowling, as if Bailey were capable of complying. (Why not? People were supposed to do what Kennedy said, right?) "Don't look scared! She's not gonna hurt you!"

Bailey didn't exactly look reassured by this, it had to be said.

"...I give good hugs too," Kennedy added, for no particular reason. It just seemed like the thing to say.

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"Do you want a turn with the bunny?" Tara asked, point sailing over her had as it would occasionally continue to do for the next decade. "He's hugging me back! Kind of."

It was a "trying to wriggle free" kind of hugging back, but Tara counted it.

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"Nuh uh, but I wanna play with the kitty later! Can I?" Kennedy asked, hopeful and yet fully expecting the answer to be yes. Poor Bailey really just wanted to be let go, but...

"That means he likes you," Kennedy decided. "He's a smart bunny."

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"Sure," Tara decided generously. Mister Moxy would just have to deal. "I bet he'll like you. He's a smart kitty too."

She finally noticed Bailey was trying to get out and gently placed him back on the floor. "Bye, Bailey."

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Bailey wasted no time scurrying away to hide under the bed from the overly affectionate children, and probably commiserate silently with poor Mister Moxy.

"Yay!" Kennedy's fistpump had no shortage of energy whatsoever. "I wanna get food first, though, 'cause I'm starving. Are you hungry? We should get someone to feed us!"

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"Soooooo hungry," Tara said solemnly. "Do you think somebody would make waffles? I want waffles."

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"And bacon," Kennedy added, bouncing on her toes. "And coffee!"

She darted over to the closet and started digging through it to find things to wear, and yes, even the child-sized wardrobe looked incredibly pricey.

"'cause we gotta be all fed and have lots of energy to play with Bailey and the kitty later."

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"Coffee?" Tara was making a face as she trailed Kennedy to the closet. "Coffee is gross ... and I like that yellow sweater," she hinted softly.

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"I want coffee. I never get to get any at home," Kennedy complained, pulling the sweater down from the hanger without a second thought, because she could take a hint. "I won't make you have any, though. Promise!"

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Tara smiled and started changing into the sweater. "I guess it's okay if you drink it," she decided. "I just think it's yucky. Maybe I should see if yours is still yucky!"

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"I'll share with you," Kennedy promised, picking out a little designer denim jacket for herself. "Oooh, and we can get ice cream afterward, right? Maybe ice cream with bacon!"