"Sorry!" yelled Chris downstairs as he muted the feedback. He rolled his eyes, going back to his practice, before he heard somebody talking. Frowning, he took off his headphones and looked around, seeing no-one there. "Weird." Before Babs started talking. He slowly looked down to the bunny rug talking to him. "...AAAAAARGH!" He leapt out of his seat, guitar luckily crashing onto the sofa before flying downstairs, tumbling in a heap into the kitchen. "Rug...possessed...help!" He was ranting incoherently about demon bunnies and the like.