Alternate: Prize
"Allow me, Kurosaki."
Before he could say anything the Quincy Archer was already standing next to him, a look of cool determination on his face. "This seems to be a simple matter of grabbing Miss Kuchiki's doll with the metal arm. How did you manage not to do so twice already?"
Ichigo shot the Quincy a glare, as if to say "I'll kick your ass if you say another word."
Ishida ignored his Soul Reaper friend and dropped some money into the machine. Without a word he grabbed the joystick and within moments the bunny was dropped into the chute…almost. It managed, somehow, to bounce upwards after hitting the chute, causing it to land comfortably in front of the glass, taunting the Quincy for his futile efforts.
The Quincy stood there gawking at the bunny, his grip tightening on the joystick while he remained motionless.
By this point, Ichigo had stopped laughing and was somewhat (but not quite) worried about the Quincy, who was starting to shake. "Hey, Ishida…?"
He saw the Quincy pause, and for a second he thought maybe he should grab Rukia and get the hell out of there before the guy exploded. Instead, the Quincy's shoulders slumped over in defeat, and he uttered quietly, "I…have failed you."
As Ichigo tried patting his friend on the back, assuring him that it wasn't that big of a deal, Rukia crossed her arms impatiently, wondering if anyone realized that she was still waiting for her bunny doll.
Elsewhere, a girl with hairpins smiled as she had a tea party with her talking rabbit doll, which had an odd habit of explaining things in an unusual manner.
"Would you like some traditional candy to go along with your tea?" she asked cordially, offering the talking rabbit a plate of bizarre and certainly not traditional candy. It could only frown (as much as a doll could) and politely decline the well-endowed girl's version of "candy."
End