mightbeconcussed: (OMFG)
[The device clatters violently to the floor, the video function flicking on. The scene it captures is a chaotic one. There's a giant black and white newfoundland running around the kitchen being chased by a ball of flame which is in turn being chased by Lucy in a pair of shorts, a tank top and oven mitts. She's carrying a pot full of water. The dog is howling at the top of it's lungs and a big golden cat is sitting on the counter watching it all with detached amusement. The three skid around the island while Lucy douses the ball of flame with the pot of water. Everything kind of goes anti climatic there, the dog hides under the kitchen table, Lucy plucks the wet rabbit up, making a sad face as she does.]

You poor thing. [A kiss gets planted on the side of the shivering, wet rabbit's head] No offense, Ingram, but I'm thinking you need to stay in the oven or completely soaked until further notice.

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