Who: Ivy & Vanessa Where: the halls of the first floor When: around noon
This day had been awesome! Naturally, Easter was a celebration Vanessa was pretty much into, since she associated every holiday with getting loads of presents including everything that she had wished for. And as silly and dumb as it was that she had to actually search for these eggs like a little kid, pretending to be into it to maintain her friendship with Lucy was pretty much a golden opportunity. As much as she enjoyed whining and crying out of fear and stealing Lucy's sympathy and comfort, there needed to be days where she showed Lucy a much more happier version of herself, just having fun and being cheery, to balance things out, and to assure that she wouldn't grow tired of feeling sympathy for her when things went to hell again.
And they would. Getting a surprise punishment note was almost the best that could have happened! Something would happen to her again, something she could whine about in advance, something that absolutely believably tainted her joy with a little horror and fear, and most certainly evoked Lucy's sympathy, and probably also feelings of guilt, on the spot. Because it was so random, and because Lucy only got nice things, like notes that stated she could get something for herself, and while Vanessa couldn't deny a twinge of indignated jealousy over that matter, her getting a note for a gift for someone else instead also opened doors again that needed to be opened urgently at this point. That was a good opportunity to get Edwin something that proved that she had indeed listened to his weird nerdy ramble about books, and could make the fact that she was punished instead of getting something nice even more miserable.
Even though she missed being pampered, things went in the favour of her chosen act, and on top of that, the vending machine did get her something nice and unique after all, something which, to her knowledge at least, no one else in the house had gotten thus far. Wouldn't everyone immediately go onto the network to post about an actual living bunny?! It was white as snow and cute as hell, and for Vanessa, it was more of a toy than an actual living being, even though she wouldn't ever admit to that. She did like animals, to an extent, but the strain of actually having to care for them was way too annoying. She once did have a cat that solely her dad was taking care of, and which she only saw when visiting him, still claiming it as her own when everything she did was petting it until she was bored. She would need to find a solution, because no way in hell would she touch actual rabbit poop. This was at least her first instinctual decision, but as part of her act, maybe she would have after all. God. As much as she loved petting this fluffy white cuddly creature, she didn't want any responsibilities tied to that thing.
But of course, the only thing she let on to was her overly excited joy, and her stupidly insane claimed love for cuddly animals. After playing and cuddling the bunny with Lucy, giving her a name and talking about how great it will be to have a little fluffy roommate, secretly wondering if she could put the bunny in her absurdly big empty bath tub and be done with it for most of the time, just flushing the gross poop away, she parted ways with Lucy, proceeding to bring her bunny back to her room to try this method out. Bunnies couldn't jump that high, right? Their feet were super little after all!
Just as she was about to approach the next set of stairs leading further up, she spotted a woman she hadn't consciously seen before. She didn't look too old, and Vanessa couldn't know if she was one of those bitches with whom she already had contact over the network with, this strange I<3Fletcher lady or this dumb Kiley bitch, one of which would at least squeal over the bunny with her, given that she seemed to be a vet or something.
Well, there was only one way to find out, and potentially a good opportunity to repolish her image as bitchy cunt to an actually acceptable human being with natural character flaws that can be forgiven, blah blah. Thus, Vanessa immediately approached the woman quickly and with excited eyes glancing over her and stopping when they met hers, lifting the bunny up a little, still gently holding it, to present it as if it was a trophy she had won at a competition. "I getted a bunny from the machine!!", she proclaimed proudly, displaying a happy grin.