INFORMATION.!! THIS IS IMPORTANT.
1. Flora is one of my ocs and is PART AND IMPORTANT TO THE STORY.
2. (Y/N) has a new name. Rea. Don't get angry at me for that.
3. THIS IS A BRANCH OFF OF I. W. BLISS' BOOK! DON'T @ ME!
4. Bitties are Humans or Monsters that had been impacted by a certain magic and shrank them. Due to this, for humans, they are now classified as monsters and CAN HAVE TYPES OF MAGIC. Main types are healing, teleportation and SOUL magic, meaning that they can heal their owners or loved ones, teleport themselves or others out of harms way or can feel the emotions of others and absorb the magic that flows out from those feelings, helping the person feel better and heal.
5. MONSTERS ARE TALLER THAN HUMANS, BUT FLORA IS ABOUT THE SAME SIZE, IF NOT A FEW INCHES TALLER.
6. The Star Sanses are the skeletons in this book. I had gotten permission from the original author to be able to write this book. She is a very nice and wonderful person. Thank you for the inspiration on this book.
Her wonderful book: Little Assistant
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Bitties were a mystery to humanity, ever since monsters were sent into the mountain, bitties had appeared, people claiming that others had been affected by the magic of the barrier, making them become small and lose their memories. Hundreds of thousands were affected in a five mile radius of the mountain. Cities that were farther, like Ebbot City, were not affected. People important to society went missing, children, adults, too many to count. The government was overwhelmed by the people crying out for answers on why this was happening. Years had passed after a bill was let out, starting the Bitty sales and reissue them back to their families. Sadly, some of them were sold off like sticks on a sidewalk.
Bittybones is an Au where anyone is able to adopt and keep tiny Undertale monsters. Many of the adoptable bitties are from AUs such as Underfell, Undertale, Yanderetale,eyc.... but some are completely proginal and were created solely for the AU.
(Mama Cry's own original designs are Softy, Meek, Teacup, Punny, and Poppy. Mama Cry also considers Edgy and Cherry to be original designs, however derived from the UNDERFELL AU, they have their own, completely unique characters.)
However, this world is not BITTYBONES. This world is a complete mystery to everyone.
Bitties range in size and type. From 1.1 inches to a half foot tall. Bitties can be human or monster. The types of bitties are the following:
Green Bitties: Made of pure kindness. Being how their trait is kindness, they will think of others before themselves. Friends and family over safety.
Red bitties: Determination. These bitties are determined to help others or to get what they want. One of the most dangerous bitties you can own.
Blue bitties: There are two types of blue bitties. The Patience bitties and the Integrity bitties. Patience bitties will wait if you ask them to, not moving from where they are unless allowed. Integrity bitties are smart as well as crafty and quiet. If you get them mad, watch your backs.
Yellow Bitties: Justice. These bitties have a strong sense of justice for those big and small. Loved by law enforcement and lawyers. They have the strange ability to know who's lying.
Orange Bitties: Bravery. They are the bravest of these bitties, unaware of possible dqngers, they complete their tasks, even if it kills them.
Purple Bitties: Perserverance. Smart and quiet. Helpful too. Loved by scientists as personal assistants.
And White Bitties: These bitties are those that don't have a set soul trait. Rea is one of these. Due to their multiple traits, they can do anything. Also have a more intuned sense of reality.
The rejected bitties are those with deformations or have been returned more than three times. Sometimes, these bitties came from moved families, have been removed from abusive homes or run-aways. Sadly, most bitties that go there, are never seen again.
Bitties were a mystery to humanity, ever since monsters were sent into the mountain, bitties had appeared, people claiming that others had been affected by the magic of the barrier, making them become small and lose their memories. Hundreds of thousands were affected in a five mile radius of the mountain. Cities that were farther, like Ebbot City, were not affected. People important to society went missing, children, adults, too many to count. The government was overwhelmed by the people crying out for answers on why this was happening. Years had passed after a bill was let out, starting the Bitty sales and reissue them back to their families. Sadly, some of them were sold off like sticks on a sidewalk.
The bitty sales...took three different courses, as anything does. From harmless home-giving and rehabilitating came the illegal trades and bitty fights. Many of the shops that had sold bitties went out of business, making the bitties homeless or dying from the elements. Some had their prices too high while others were checked for abuse.
I sighed quietly as I sat in my cage, the shouting and yelling of the other bitties were too much for me, but I didn't care, sitting there with a blank face. I told myself that the only way I get out of here was dying or being 'adopted'. I didn't like the idea of adoption. I mean, we're not pets, we're PEOPLE! I closed my eyes for a few seconds before a scratchy voice sounded in my ears. "WAKE UP, YOU USELESS THING!" I snapped open my eyes. A old woman stared at me angrily. "Finally," she breathed. "Get up, your getting adopted." she hissed. I frowned. Adopted. Again. This will be fun.
After being harshly picked up by the lady and almost thrown onto the desk out front, I regain my footing and hissed at the lady. But was quickly shut down by a glare, making me shrink back. "Hello, little one." a calming and excited voice sounded behind me. I stiffened before feeling of calm washed over me and I turned around. A skeleton, wearing yellow and black, with a gold crown. He had a gentle smile. "Hello little one." he whispered quietly. "...Hello." I whispered. He was staying still, although I know his hand was twitching to grab me. "...Are you adopting me?" I asked quietly before he nodded, gently placing his hand on the table. "Want to go home?" I nodded quickly, slowly stepping onto his hand.
We exited the building, the sun warm on my skin, making me smile. ".....My name is Dream."
I blinked, looking at him. "What?"
I nod quickly. "Oh. My name is Rea."
Dream smiled a bit more. "It's a beautiful name." I flushed softly, looking at my arm,scratching at a scab. "..Thank you." I mumbled before looking at the buildings we're passing rather quickly.
"How far do you live?" I asked, breaking the silence.
Dream hummed. "About 20 minutes from where you were. That lady...I felt so many negative things from her..."
I frowned. "Oh.. She hates bitties.....or people in general."
Dream frowned. "I'm sorry." I nodded. "It's ok." I sighed, feeling tired.
I didn't notice how tired I was until I fell asleep.
I blinked groggily, waking up with effort as I looked around and observed the well kept, flower coated house then at the flower pillow I was on and finally at the small blanket before the memories of yesterday flooded my mind. It wasn't a fever dream then. "That was real?" I mumbled before a soft voice startled me. "Yes, yesterday was real." I quickly looked over, a pair of yellow eyelights looking at me. It was him. The one who adopted me. He chuckled a bit, seeming to know my confusion.
"Yes, I adopted you. My name is Dream, as I told you yesterday. You will be able to meet the others shortly."
I nodded. "How many of you are there?"
"Four, in total." he hummed. I just nodded again, slowly staring at the flower designs on the blanket as we waited.
Eventually, a skeleton wearing a shirt, unclipped overalls that get wide at the bottom and no shoes came in. "Sorry, Dream! I lost track of time! Blue is not far behind and Flora's busy!" Dream simply nodded at the explanation. As soon as Ink sat down, a skeleton in grey and blue armour with a blue bandanna walked in. "SORRY I'M LATE." I winced at the loud volume of the skeleton's voice. Dream nodded. "It's ok Blue. Flora's absent so we'll have to wait until tomorrow."
There was a short silence as I spoke. "Who's Flora?"
There was a silence before one of the three spoke up. "She's a friend. With a personality much like Dream's."
I nodded, not really understanding. Curling up slightly in Dream's hold, I didn't realize I fell asleep as the three spoke.
The darkness of sleep were welcoming. It was a nice silence and darkness until a softly glowing orb appeared in my vision. Slowly it grrew larger, morphing into a shape. And finally, when I blinked, a skeleton wearing a beautiful japanese kimono was in my vision. She was tall, had cracks on her bones and flowers growing from the cracks. She was pretty. At least, I think they're a she.
She bent down, holding her hand out for me to climb on. "Don't be afraid." Yep, she's a girl.
Staring in awe, I stepped on. She felt calming and nice to be around, like Dream. The others were right, she does act like Dream. Wonder if their siblings.
She shifted to move and sit down after a few minutes. "So, small one.." she looked at me, one working rose gold eye light shining softly. I couldn't help stare at the glowing light in quiet wonder and adoration.
Before i could think about what I said, I blurted. "Are you glowing or am I dead?"
This made her pause, blink, blush then laugh. When she blinked, some flower pedals fell from her eye, fading before they could touch the ground. This made this whole thing feel like a dream.
The hairline cracks and fractures seemed to glow a bit from her blush. I wonder what they are from.
"Those cracks look painful." I mumbled quietly.
Flora paused before her eyelight shrank a bit, gazing to a crack and flower on her arm. "...T know. And they are painful at first."
It was quiet between us for a while. I wanted to ask what caused the cracks, but I had a bad feeling if I did ask.
Flora looked at me with a soft smile on her face now. "Let's get you woken up so you can meet the others properly, ok?"
By the time I woke up, everyone was gone other than Dream and Flora. "Where's everyone else?" Flora turned with a defeated smile. "Oh, they just went to bed before you woke up. I didn't realize how long we were in the DreamScape until now. I apologize. But you can meet them properly tomorrow!"
I nod, tiredness still clinging to my eyes. It was a nice heavy feeling that slowly lulled me back to sleep.
I felt like I can trust them. They might be weird and quirky, but... I can trust them.
Flora had expected to wake up to her alarm clock early this morning to get ready for work, but she didn't have to since was was already awake. Staring at her ceiling, she recounted the events that had just happened. Dream brought home a bitty that looked horrible. He didn't get ANY supplies for her, she had to stay up, sewing. Her magic started dying on her way home, thankfully she had enough to enter the Bitty's DreamScape though, and finally, someone was sending her flowers every night!
But what kept her awake the most was the flowers. They were pretty, yes, but this was creepy. None of her housemates were giving her flowers (She'd know immanently). So she must have a stalker.
Taking a deep breath, she sat up, her white silk nightgown rubbing against a flower blossom oddly, making her shiver and sneeze.
Getting up, she swept the pedals from her mattress and pillow before fixing the blankets.
Turning off her alarm from her desk and turning to look at the vase of flowers, she smiled. There was a note next to it, addressed to her in cursive hand writing. The only two she knows that writes like this id Dream and Nightmare, but Dream never sent her flowers. Again, she would know.
Looking back at her clock, her right eye widened. "Shit! I'm late for work!" she mumbled, quickly shuffling over to her closet and pulling out her uniform, which consisted of a skirt, blouse and flats. Throwing it neatly on her bed, she quickly removed the nightgowned, folded it and laid on her bed next to the uniform before getting dressed.
Quietly, she opened her bedroom door and peered into the hallway. Empty. Good. running to the living room, making as little noise as possible, she hopped, trying to pull on her flats.
Waiting for the toast to finish, she wrote a list for groceries. Blue will take care of this, he always did. Pinning the paper on the fridge, she heard a pop and reached over, grabbing the toast and putting it in her mouth as she grabbed her keys and purse, opened the door and paused, looking down. More flowers. Smiling softly, she picked them up. Blues, purples, yellows and pinks, all of her favorite flowers. Setting them on the table, she checked the clock and left.
It only took her twenty minutes to arrive at the cafe she worked at. Coco's Delights. Flora opened the door, making the little bell chime and her boss turn around. "Sorry I'm late, Mrs. Lang."
Mrs. Lang. A short Asian woman. Well, not that short. To humans, she was tall, to monsters, she went up to their shoulders. But for Flora, she reached her nasal cavity. Her housemates were definitely taller though. The old woman smiled at her. "It's alright. Don't do it again, ok? You had me worried!"
Flora blinked a bit, pedals falling from her eye to the ground. She didn't bother using magic to get rid of it because Mrs. Lang loves the idea of fallen pedals on the ground. She claimed it gives the shop a 'ethereal feeling'. "Why were you late, anyway? Your usually on time or even early."
Flora took a breath, the blew a pedal out of her face. "Ah. I was helping our new family member."
"...a bitty that Dream brought home. I don't know why he did this though. I asked, and he claimed that if his brother is going clean, we should too."
Mrs. Lang nodded. "I see. Your a nice young lady." she mumbled, smiling before stepping behind the skeleton monster and gently pushing her to the cash register. "I opened shop already. We need you to man the register while the others work in the back."
Nodding, Flora stood at the register, and it didn't take long after Mrs. Lang disappeared into her office that customers started to stream in. It was a normal fast paced day. But it felt slow to Flora. Taking orders, giving orders, collecting pay, repeat. It was peaceful. But it broke when a woman walked in and screamed.
Reasonably, Flora jumped, looking over quickly with a small eyelight.The woman was staring at her, face red from anger as she marched over.
Flora's eyelight went small as the woman got into her face, scowling. "Why the fuck is a disgusting monster like you working here?! Disgusting beasts like you shouldn't exist!" she screeched at Flora as the monster looked down, shrinking at the hostility. She felt a crack form on the back of her skull. She didn't have this many cracks before. The negativity of this world hurt.
Hearing a door open and quick, sharp footsteps, Flora looked up. Mrs. Lang was approaching, face red and cellphone in hand. "Don't talk to my employee like that! If you have racist comments, keep them to yourself or leave! And if you don't, I WILL call the police!"
Flora had only been working there for a few months now and Flora couldn't believe that her boss was helping her. Usually humans hated monsters. After Mrs. Lang had removed the woman from the restaurant, she turned to Flora. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen, your off the rest of the week."
Flora was about to refuse, but the look Mrs. Lang gave her made her swallow her words and nod. "...yes, ma'am." was all she whispered before going to grab her bag and shoes then leaving. She felt tired.
Rea was walking around the living room, having woken up a few minutes ago. She didn't have to climb down due to Flora making the bitty a small bed under a table on the floor. How nice.
Looking around, she noticed the flowers on the table and Ink drawing them while Dream was in the kitchen, cooking.
Pulling herself up on the cloth of the table, she flopped onto her stomach, panting. "W-who's flowers are those?" she asked, slightly startling the artist before he spoke. Dunno. but they're pretty!"
Rea hummed a bit before turning to the kitchen. "Hey Dream? Where's Blue?"
Dream didn't turn to answer her. "He's asleep. He's a guard at the museum, so he doesn't get much sleep."
Rea nodded again before speaking. "Where's Flora?"
"What about you? What's both of your jobs?"
There was a long pause before Dream spoke. "Ink's a artist and I'm a therapist."
"Flora gives me mom vibes." Rea blurted.
The two skeletons laughed until a loud but tired voice spoke. "What's So Funny?"
"Bit says that Flora has 'Mom Vibes.'" Ink spoke, chuckling.
They all then went quiet as a audiable pop sounded and made Rea turn around. Flora was shucking off her coat and purse, sniffling slightly. Nlue and Dream were at her side immediately. "Flora? What's wrong?"
Rea hummed, guessing that is Flora was crying, it was really bad.
She looked up at Ink, patting his arm to get his attention.
He looked at the bitty, worrt on his face while his smile was pulled into a frown.
"Take me to her. I can help."
Ink slowly nodded before lowering her hand, letting Rea climb on before hw got up, and walked over to Flora.
Flora was sotting on the couch, sobbing quietly and shaking. Rea looked over, eyes widening as she noticed the rose gold colored tears falling.
Rea didn't think twice before jumping from Ink's hand, landing on the couch pillows before scrambling up and running to Flora and climbing up to her ribcage snd softly, hugging her.
Thwre was a peaceful silence as each skeleton, one by one, hugged the two.
"Flora, who's sending you flowers?"
It was barely dawn when Blue woke up. He was off today at the museum. And although he didn't like sleeping in, he was told by Flora and Dream that he needs it and that he should. Even if he was made of magic, he still needed to rest. Honestly, he really wanted to sleep, but can't due to so many thoughts running through his head about the job at the museum. First of all, how the fuck does wax STATUES come to life? What startled him most about it was how sudden it was! It wasn't even in his training! A skeletal dinosaur that acted like a dog, (quite amusing to Blue, really.) a woman named Sacajawea (Brilliant and very pretty. as well as nice), a tiny cowboy and roman soldier, and many more, including Tutankhamen. (A very nice man.)
Cecil didn't mention any of this to Sa- Blue. Well, he did, just not as clearly as he would have liked.
Blue sighed before rubbing his face, groaning from tiredness, but after a bit of mustering energy, he got up.
Tapping on the screen of his phone, it showed 6:30 P.M. At least he woke up on time for work. Not at the museum, but at the Zoo as a zookeeper. It was too early for him to come in, as he's not needed until afternoon, but he came in early anyway. He can take naps at the Zoo while there just in case.
He should probably quit this job and stay at the Museum. The zoo is nice and all, but those two jobs, back to back, was just out of hand.
And the museum was interesting. Like a puzzle in need of solving. And everyone knows Blue loves puzzles. and that's what he'll do. Solve it. No matter what.
After at least a hour of driving, Blue finally arrived at the zoo. Standing at the gate was his boss, Austin Goodman. "Morning, Mr. Cypress!" Ah. Blue's 'last name'. It may seem odd, but as a child in the underground, he had a strange yearning to become a biologist.
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