sneablerbeebler

Asked by @americanman18 and @l-art-stuff-l

Oh, it wasn't particularly deep. Pretty much just the "Luigi wins by doing absolutely nothing" meme, just rebranded as "Blue saves Pantala by being the most passive doormat imaginable".

Imagining him getting mugged by some Hivewing in an alley somewhere, and Luna has to convince him that this is a bad thing, and that the mugger's feelings getting hurt should not invalidate his self-preservation instinct.

As for plans we had... Well, we went swimming together sometimes between classes, usually by ourselves. The idea was floated to bring in our respective families for it—like, his three siblings were going to be there and I would bring Tsunami and Anemone (and Pike would tag along uninvited)—but it never shook out that way. His sister didn’t really like me I think... bad memories with the war and I guess Mudwings and Seawings were enemies... He mentioned that Mudwings actually bathe a lot, but they do it in mud. I thought that was weird, but I wanted to try it. So he said he was going to take me to the Diamond Spray Delta during break and dunk me in some sludge puddle. I was... kind of looking forward to that, actually.” Turtle sighs wistfully. “I wonder what he is doing right now? I'm guessing he doesn't think about me anymore.”

by @digi-lord

TURTLE: “Uhh... Golly... I’m hoping I still have a few more years ahead of me before I’ll have to start thinking about having kids. I don’t even know if Kinkajou wants to stay... with uh... ... Also... Would I make a good father? That’s really what I’d be thinking about. I’ve never really had parents, so I wouldn’t know what to do. I would like to read a few more scrolls on the subject before even seriously considering the possibility. Or maybe they could have an optional class about it here at the academy? How to take care of dragonets without scarring them for life? I don’t know, that might be weird. Who would they even get to teach that class? Maybe Hope?”

by @mooglythegreatandgoogly

TURTLE: “Yeah, of course! That was one of the first things I did. Well, okay, I had to work up the courage first. I wasn’t sure if ‘indestructible scales’ really translated to ‘fireproof’; magic is fickle so you have to be careful with assuming things like that. So uh, I practiced. I started with a candle and slowly worked my way up to the pottery furnace in the arts-and-crafts cave. Sunny gave me a weird look when she caught me affectionately wrapped around that furnace and I have to see the counselor now, but at least it proved my hypothesis. So when I finally went and hugged her for the first time, Peril startled. But I think she liked it. I’m pretty sure she was crying.” PERIL: “I was NOT crying!” TURTLE: “You were SO crying! I heard your tears evaporate on your scales!” PERIL: “NO! My face just makes that sizzling noise sometimes. If there was any crying involved, it was probably because you had that stinky tuna breath again! Ugh!!” TURTLE: “Oh really? And I suppose my tuna breath was also why you were yelling ‘TURTLEEEE’ over and over and kept squeezing me for several minutes?” PERIL: “That was just because... you always look like this sopping puddle and... I thought I should like... hold you so you don’t, I don’t know... flow apart or something. ... Shut up!”