Peanut Lover

White: “Well, Hello there! And yea, The name’s White Bomber.”

A small pink Bomber at the door, It seems to be one of Yellows friends as well, by the looks of it. They asked if Yellow was home right now at the moment.

“Oh, Yellow? Hm… I’m pretty sure he is home right now…?”

The little bomber looked upwards, head tilted to the side in a questioning manner, a hand on placed on his face where a mouth would be.

White: “Nice to meet you too! Don worry, you’re not really doing anything bothering or wrong right now.”

I mean if this Bomber was like a friend to one of his siblings, then it’s okay!

Hm…? What is it?

Apparently this Bomber was wondering if there was any peanuts around this house. Well, there was a bag of peanuts in the kitchen.

Pom jumped in place, smiling softly with his eyes. Hearing that had made his day. Plus, this was helping the beginning of his new collection, all things considered. In lights of recent events, any amounts of peanuts he could acquire was greatly appreciated.

Hi! It’s Meta, back at it again with ANOTHER rp blog! This time though, we’re here with a Puyo Puyo character~

((Alright I think I’m all set!

Hello there, name’s Mari. I’m a huge Puyo nerd and I have waaay too many faves, so I decided that instead of choosing just one for a blog, I could make a multimuse of sorts!

“I-I’m…I’m more upset about leaving you all alone… I was e-excited for it but…! W-we can always rent the DVD some other t-time.”

Snuggling closer, Pom let out a gentle sigh. He refused to cry. There was no reason to, right? Even if Carni was telling him it was okay, it didn’t change his mind. What the little bomber wanted right now, is for his friend to not blame himself or worry about something that was out of his control.

“I-it’s not your fault. You did all that you could, Carni… I… I should’ve… maybe p-picked a better time, when I-I was more rested.”

A time that would’ve been very hard to pick, in any case. The pecan struggle made it hard for him to sleep at night, so any time he would’ve still been somewhat tired. It took him a moment before he finally admitted:

“…I haven’t been able to rest well…”

As Pom snuggled closer, Carnival held him closer to a warm, comforting hug. Literally warm, since Pom had just gotten up from his bed. Yeah, renting the DVD seemed like a nice idea. Or maybe he could pick another day to see the movie in theaters with Pom. He would pay for everything, to make up for failing to wake him up.

However, the small Bomber’s comment about not sleeping well made Carni flinch in worry. He had a theory, based off how he saw Pom’s house, but… should he ask about it? Knowing how the small one doesn’t likes pecans, maybe this wasn’t a nice topic. But then again, maybe he would feel better to talk about it.

There was a rather dark expression on Pom’s face, he didn’t seem too well. It was a subject he’d rather avoid, but now that Carnival had seen his house, he could no longer keep it a secret.

‘‘...I...I can barely go inside my house anymore, Carni...’‘

He remembered the incident like it was yesterday, even though it had happened weeks ago. How he had almost been crushed by a giant pecan mountain that had gushed out of his storage rooms, through his entire house, destroying or damaging anything in its way. If not for that thief lady, Pom would’ve most likely be dead.

‘‘T-the pecans...they broke everything...they almost....I almost...’‘

There they were, the tears he had been holding back. Thankfully, he was still somewhat calm, squishing his face against Carni’s chest, his arms wrapped around his friend’s waist.

“D-Did I sleep through…the whole movie? Why are we at your house?! Ah!”

Pom spoke fast, awfully confused and worried about the situation at hand. The way Carni spoke, he already had the answer to his first question, but it hadn’t stopped him from asking anyways. Despite having a good rest, he regretted falling asleep. Missing an entire movie, and pretty much ditching his friend for the world of dream, when they were out to have a good time.

“C-Carni… I’m sorry. W-we were supposed to hang out and I… …I left you all alone to take care of everything…”

Pom wanted to be strong and avoid crying, but anyone could see that he was holding back his tears, just by the expression on his face. Another thought occupied the small bomber’s mind. He wondered if Carnival knew about the situation back at his own house, and hoped it wasn’t the case.

Gently, he rested his hand on Pom’s head and shushed his friend soothingly. Carnival scooped closer so he could wrap the hand of before on Pom’s shoulders. He felt like he could have handled the situation a lot better. Maybe he could have tried to wake Pom up again. Maybe he should have stayed. Maybe he should have watched the movie to tell Pom how it goes. But he didn’t.

“…..It’s okay, Pompom. I mostly felt bad because you missed the movie. You were looking forward for it.” He added, his voice a little timid, but still kind. If he wanted to see the movie so badly, he would watch it in first language, for starters. Just to be sure he would understand everything.

Snuggling closer, Pom let out a gentle sigh. He refused to cry. There was no reason to, right? Even if Carni was telling him it was okay, it didn’t change his mind. What the little bomber wanted right now, is for his friend to not blame himself or worry about something that was out of his control.

“I-it’s not your fault. You did all that you could, Carni... I... I should’ve... maybe p-picked a better time, when I-I was more rested.”

A time that would’ve been very hard to pick, in any case. The pecan struggle made it hard for him to sleep at night, so any time he would’ve still been somewhat tired. It took him a moment before he finally admitted:

It took quite a moment for Pom to wake up, only starting to slip out of the dream world about half an hour after Carni used the bathroom. Eyes blinking lazily, the small bomber slowly sat up, attempting to rub sleep out of his eyes with his hands. His ankle still hurt from before, but it wasn’t nearly as bad. He’d still need to check if it was okay, though. As Pom looked around the room, he realized it was too bright and small to be the theater’s screening room. Not only that, the tiny bomber rested on a bed, and…

Wait.

This was Carni’s house!

“C-Carni?!”

Poor Pom was awfully confused as to what was happening right now, and why they were no longer at the movies. Had he slept through the whole movie? Then… why didn’t Carnival wake him up? Or… had he tried and had been unsuccessful? The little bomber didn’t want to jump to conclusions just yet, instead waiting for his friend to meet up with him. After all, it had been his fault for falling asleep against Carni. If anything, the tailor should be the one who should be mad as a result of that.

After using the bathroom, Carnival went back to his room. Pom was still sound asleep. Poor guy, he probably couldn’t sleep well because of all those pecans. He didn’t had the heart to wake up his small friend, so he just picked the candy from before from his purse and sat on his working table. He started to alternate between doodle some outfits ideas in his notebook and grab some candy to eat on.

Time passes really pass when you’re drawing. After sketching down two or three outfits with a lot of glitter, he heard a familiar voice calling him. Quickly, he got up from his chair and turned to his bed. Pom had awaken up, finally.

“Oh… Pompom.” Carnival spoke, making his bed to sit on his bed, next to his friend. All this time, he was a little worried if Pom would be mad at him for taking him out of the movies. But he had to face his friend sooner or later. 

Pom spoke fast, awfully confused and worried about the situation at hand. The way Carni spoke, he already had the answer to his first question, but it hadn’t stopped him from asking anyways. Despite having a good rest, he regretted falling asleep. Missing an entire movie, and pretty much ditching his friend for the world of dream, when they were out to have a good time.

“C-Carni... I’m sorry. W-we were supposed to hang out and I... ...I left you all alone to take care of everything...”

She didn’t have any questions, and she didn’t care for any answers. Kneeling down, Amy cheerfully smiled at the little bomber before her.

‘‘Ah!’‘

The little bomber was used to being called cute by almost everyone he met, but it still warmed his heart to hear it again.

She didn’t have any questions, and she didn’t care for any answers. Kneeling down, Amy cheerfully smiled at the little bomber before her.

‘‘Ah!’‘

The little bomber was used to being called cute by almost everyone he met, but it still warmed his heart to hear it again.

White: “Well, Hello there! And yea, The name’s White Bomber.”

A small pink Bomber at the door, It seems to be one of Yellows friends as well, by the looks of it. They asked if Yellow was home right now at the moment.

“Oh, Yellow? Hm… I’m pretty sure he is home right now…?”

The little bomber looked upwards, head tilted to the side in a questioning manner, a hand on placed on his face where a mouth would be.

The goal was to take Pom to his home, where in theory, he would be safe and sound to sleep on. However, as soon Carnival arrived where Pom lived, he saw the entire place covered in pecans. Lots and lots of pecans, taking over the house. How did this happen, he had no clue. But the moment he saw those, he knew they couldn’t stay.

“Gosh.” Carni muttered to himself. He would need to figure out a way to get home now. Walking would be a long way, he didn’t had the strength to walk this much now. Suddenly, he received a phone call from a new friend he met via the internet. While still shy around them, Carnival gently asked for a ride home, since seemed like they were passing by with their spaceship.

–

“Thanks again for the ride! I’m sorry if I got in the way of your stuff.” Carnival whispered, looking from his room’s window. He had placed Pom in his bed, as well takeb his backpack off and place it down, so the small friend could sleep peacefully.

“You kidding? I already had some stuff to deliver here, it was no problem!” The messenger Bomber chuckled from their spaceship. “By the way, your friend is adorable. Tell him I said hi when he wakes up, okay? I need to get going now.”

“Alright, see you. Thanks a lot.” Carnival waved a goodbye, while the spaceship flew off.

Wait.

This was Carni’s house!

“C-Carni?!”

“I can’t wait, Carni! I’ve been waiting all year for this movie!”

Pom was really excited, and really glad that one of his great friends could make it, too. Watching a movie alone was just not the same. He only hoped the other bomber would like it, as Pom was the one who had invited him along.

It was a movie about nuts. Well, more specifically, about a thief who stole various peanuts in order to feed their village. Of course, aside from the obvious relation to nuts, Pom had adored the trailer’s visuals. A nicely rendered, 3D animation movie titled the Peanut Pirate. The main character was so cool looking, too.

And so, it begins. So far, the movie seemed cute. Carni just watched it, picked some of the candy out and munching it down. As much he was a little afraid to bring snacks in, he had to admit, this was a good idea. It helped that Pom appearentally knew his favorite flavor, how sweet.

In some point, Carnival wanted to slide down to take a sip of the drink, but at the same time, he felt a little bad that he would move and disturb Pom. The tiny Bomber seemed so comfortable on his lap! He tried to shrug it off at first, but it got to a point where he really had to drink. He lowered his head and muttered a low ‘excuse me’ to his friend, placing a hand still holding the candy package to hold Pom, just to be sure he wouldn’t fall. And then, he took a long sip of the drink.

Satisfied, as he started to sit up properly, Carni managed to see Pom’s face. Was… he sleeping? Okay, that was cute, but he was missing out the movie! Poor guy, he was so excited to see it…

“Pompom?” Carnival whispered, carefully shaking his friend in hopes to wake him up. Gosh, when he said he wanted Pom to feel comfortable, he wasn’t thinking of being a bed!  "Uh, wake up. The movie..“

Although Carnival was attempting to shake the small bomber awake, it had done nothing but prompt him to snuggle even closer, hands grabbing onto his friend’s clothes in response. Pom let out a gentle whine, still deep into the worlds of dreams. He mumbled what sounded like a ‘stop it’ in his sleep, wiggling a bit to get even more comfortable than he was before.