Chapter 13 Bunny Rabbot

After the host was sure that Sam wasn't coming back she turned back to her audiance and the cameras and said. "Well let's move, shall we?" when she recieved claps and cheeres she smiled and leaned back in her chair. "Okay. Our next guest is a rabbit from the south that got half her body turned into a robot by one of Eggman's robotizing machines. Please welcome Bunny Rabbot!"

Clump! Clump! Clump!

Bunny came clumping into the studio looking like she was having a hard time raising her big metal legs. Panting, she flopped down on the couch. "Sweet Mother of Lincoln," she gasped as she slumped on the couch. "These derned legs get heavier every day."

"They look like it," the host said, eyeing the metal legs. "How can you stand those things?"

"They have rockets built into them, suga'... I think," Bunny replied forcing herself to sit up straight. "But I wish they were stainless steel. I try to swim with these thangs and they get all rusty."

"That sounds sucky," the host agreed, nodding her head. "But they must have some good qualtities."

Bunny shot the host a horrified look. "Good qualities!"?" she asked. "I can't even russle up some grub for supper. These things slow me down so much I might as well be eating grass!"

"You're a rabbit," the host said. "You're suppost to eat grass."

"Oh yeah," Bunny said, remembering that fact. "Oh drat. I've been eating cows all these years and I never realized I was a vegetarian."

The host sweatdropped. "Uh... okay."

"Heydo you know where that love hunk Sonic is?" Bunny asked suddenly.

"Uh what?" The host asked.

"Where's that hunka burning love?"

"Elvis is dead."

"Not Elvis! Sonic!"

"He's looking for Amy," the host replied. "I made her cry."

"You did?" Bunny asked. "Gosh. That's a bad horse pill."

"Eh?"

"Nothing," Bunny said, switching position so her legs went CLAMG CLAMG! again.

"Can you stop doing that?" the host asked, covering her ears. "That's real noisy. It's hurting my eardrums!"

"Sorry, sugar." Buny said looking embarrest. "These heavy thangs get uncomfortable in the same position after awhile. I gotta change position every few minutes."

"Can you do it more quietly?"

"I can try."

"So umm..." the host thougth for a long while then admitted. "I don't know much about you so I can't get on your nerves."

"Huh?" Bunny stared at her. "Why would you want to do that, sugar?"

"Because it's my job," the host said. 'How about you tell me about yourself."

"Hmm well." Bunny thought for awhile then said sheepishly. "Can't think of a confoundent thang, sugar."

"Can you stop calling me 'sugar'?"

"Sure, sugar."

"Stop it!"

"Why, sugar?"

"I'm not your sugar."

"Oh. That does sound awkward." Bunny looked embarrest. "How about I call ya somethang else? Like honey?"

"No! Not that either?"

"Can I call ya anythang?"

"Yeah, Good bye."

"Good bye?" Bunny was confused. "Why would I want to call ya that?"

"Because that's what you're about to do," the host said, pressing an eject button.

The cushion Bunny was sitting on suddenly shot up on a huge spring and she went flying out the window. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed as she flew. "Good bye, surgar!"

The host glared at Bunny's diappearing figure and shouted. "I'M NOT YOUR SUGAR!"

A/N

I don't know much about Bunny. Sorry. I tried my best. All I know is that she is like half robot and talks like she's from Kentucky or something.