The Resuscitation of Flackbunny

When I told Roomie that I was euthanizing my Flack/Stanhope plotbunnies with some Ever-Night carrots, he got pissed. Now, Roomie has no emotional investment in my fic and doesn't read it, but he does know how happy playing dress-up in this fictional universe has made me, and he couldn't understand why I'd surrender it to some dickweed with a Sharpie fetish and no damn sense. He told me I was committing bunny murder because I was too sadsack and lazy to think outside the box.

Well, he was right. If I'm as creative as I like to think I am, there has to be a way around this sucking vortex of plot stupidity. So, I brainstormed with him in the shower and at the bus stop, and we came up with two scenarios:

( Cut to Protect Against Flack S4 SPOILERS )

The second is more likely, but what do you guys think?