A new addition [pt.11 - ending]

“ACHOO!!”

“G-g-g-gezundheit… oh, oh my… ACHOO!!”

“You two feeling any better?”

Rabbit and Hatchworth glowered at an obnoxiously happy Spine carrying Junior in one arm and a pot of vitamin soup in his other as he walked into the room. A little revenge. Served piping hot.

Rabbit sniffed hard as a long gloopy strand of oil dangled from her oxidised nose, “Sh-sh-shaddup.”

The Spine held back a haughty laugh and set the pot down at their feet before tucking the blankets back around his snotty siblings.

“You were warned that this would happen…”

“M-m-m-meh,” Rabbit huffed, puffing a small cloud of steam and pulled the blanket up over her ears as she pinned them back with a scowl.

“W-w-w-well it-it w-was that or-or we wouldn’t g-g-g-get J-Junior b-back,” Hatchworth shuddered.

“That is true. And I really can’t thank you guys enough… honestly.”

“You were really brave, Aunty Rabbit and Uncle Hatchy!” Junior beamed brightly as Spine set him down so he could crawl up to the sniffling robots for a thankful cuddle.

“Ah sh-sh-shucks it was n-n-no b-bother!” Rabbit smiled and nuzzled Junior as she held him tightly.

“An-an-any-anything f-f-f-for a f-f-friendo!”

Spine couldn’t have smiled any wider. He truly was grateful for those two. Sure they picked on him relentlessly and tormented him with their daily pranks and shenanigans, but deep down they were kind-hearted and good-natured automatons. Pappy raised them all well.

“Th-though you do k-k-kinda owe us now, The Spine,” Rabbit grinned wickedly, convinced that payback was soon at hand.

“Y-yeah! ‘Specially s-s-s-since w-we g-g-got sick!”

“And Junior being safe isn’t payment enough?” Spine laughed as Junior giggled in between them, “Well I suppose I do need to find a way to properly thank you, after all I…”

He paused as Rabbit and Hatchy both reared their heads at the same time making pained expressions. Not good. Two blue matter powered automatons sneezing at the same time? That spelt trouble.

“AHH-CHOOO!”

Spine and Junior winced at the volume, clenching their optics shut. Spine carefully opened one eye and scanned the room, hoping no vortexes or rifts had torn through the fabric of reality. He breathed a sigh of relief after realising everything was relatively normal. Well, as normal as things can be at the Walter Manor.

Something behind the back of the couch caught his eye. He stared in bewilderment as his siblings looked at him completely befuddled.

“Sp-Spine, it’s r-r-r-rude to stare,” Rabbit hissed, sniffing indignantly and wiping her nose with her sleeve.

“I… I’m not staring at you…”

Rabbit and Hatchy looked at each other, and then behind the couch over their shoulders. They gasped at what they’d found.

“Are…are they?”

“I th-think s-so, Miss Rabbit.”

A little copper girl-bot in a black frock with thick wire pigtails and a smaller bronze boy-bot in a black and red onesie with an equally small orange moustache gazed back up at them with wide smiles.

“Mama!”

“Dada!”

Rabbit and Hatchy glanced back at each other in sheer bewilderment. Spine was beside himself with laughter and Junior soon joined in, greatly amused and delighted at the prospect of having new playmates.

“Ya know… As f-f-f-far as weirdness sc-scales g-g-g-go round here? Th-this is d-d-d-definitely an eleven. M-minimum.”


-The End-