Summary: Eddie. Goes. Bowling. (Eddie/Robbie the Rabbit.)
A/N: I couldn't resist. Hope you enjoy!
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Eddie watches the green bowling ball roll away from him, knocking one of the pins into the darkness beyond (it'ssodarksodarkican'tevenseeandtheseusedshoesaretotallygivingmetoenailfungus). That thing that comes down to get the pins comes down to get the pins, and Eddie feels despair well in his heart. Where does the ball go when it leaves?
Where will Eddie go?
Will the things that pick the pins pick him up? Or will he be sucked down into a gutter of despair until he gets spit out of one of those bowling ball machines that look like hairdryers and always smell just a little bit funny? Furthermore, did he really just eat an entire pizza in one sitting?
He hears the noise of paws on the floor (DIE. KILLKILLKILLKILLKILLBOWL) and turns to face a rabbit with a blood-smeared mouth. They are the same in so many ways. They share a hunger for blood that knows no bounds, and they both have mental tourettes.
They journey together after that. One day, Eddie watches the bushy tail in front of him, and thinks, "What if?"
Panting and sweating from that screen near the mouth—and can a rabbit actually make those sounds?—they breathe into each other to the screaming and squealing of closers, which, though ominous, reminds him strangely of porn music. The metallic sound of footsteps on the roller coaster rails drowns them out underneath until the footsteps stop, and he can suddenly hear an unfamiliar female (Female? DIEBITCHDIEJUSTBECAUSEYOUREAWOMANANDMYSPACEBARISBROKEN) voice.
"What the f—!?"
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END.