"Tell me why I deal with you again?" Lars asks his pet bunny rhetorically, it stares back at him with an innocent look, and he simply sighs as he looks at the mess that is now his house, the usually neat furniture out of place from himself and Victoria trying to catch the evasive pet.
"Where the hell is that thing?" Victoria yells in frustration, appearing in the doorway, long hair out of their usual twintails and all frizzy.
"Already got it." Lars replies, holding it out like a trophy.
"You.." Victoria mutters darkly, pointing at the bunny "Fuck you!"