I’m working in that Harriett-making-Rabbit-uncomfortable fic.
Just so that people who care know.
My favorite lines so far are:
Rabbit could only really find one glaring problem with the place. That problem’s name was Harriett.
He didn’t miss his brother’s amused grin, the hulking silver jerk.
Neither of them understood. They didn’t have some unrelenting ladybot throwing her unwanted attention all over them.
I gotta sleep now cause I have work in the moring. Already up way too late.
I am well-pleased with where this is going.