#alien vet

He placed me down on something soft but I kept my focus on him. Leaning into his hands as he slowly pulled them away. I flopped down on my stomach when the stability he provided finally pulled away entirely. The soft bedding below me cushioning my brief fall.

The events of the day finally hit me in that moment. And that last treat sat heavy in my stomach. My eyelids drooped as I watched him, I thought about how this may very well be the last time I see this kind silly alien. That’s fine, even when I was outside, interactions like these were always brief. But they were always so very tasty.

I breathed out a content hum, allowing myself to succumb to sleep.

And come to the end of Cutie Pie's story, for now.

Thank you to @inkydoughnut for the fun rpg questions and allowing a world building explorations.

Maybe she'll find the perfect cosmodian to take her home and give her all the sugary snacks she could eat! (As well as some healthy ones because nutrition is important!)

I smell it before I see it. A large gelatinous mass that is wiggling and shuddering with its own movement. It smells sweet, is it food? Before I go to test that hypothesis I step out of the gooey things path. The path seemingly changes no matter how I move to avoid it. I squint at the oddity. It gets within an arms length and I scoop a handful of the magenta goo. It’s hard to hold, seemingly trying to spread against my skin, but I use both hands to keep it settled in my palms. Now ignoring the rest of the goo as it continues its path. Ignoring the way it oozes around my ankles.

I side eye the Tall Yellow, trying to search for answers in his expression. But I lack the understanding to decipher his sounds.

During this whole day, I have done nothing but eat and receive treats from this being. Maybe this was just a strange new treat? Maybe he thinks I’m still hungry? If I don’t eat this will he stop giving me treats?

I glance between the slime in my hand and the Yellow fellow, inching my hands closer to my face. When the stuff is but a taste away, I open my mouth to shove the goo in. The smell giving me no indication that this is anything but edible.

✧“No, no, no, no, sweetling. That's not food,”✧ Sun says with a smile as sweet as the soap's smells. With his large fingers, he blocks her from putting the slime into her mouth. He carefully scoops it out of her hands and promptly plops it on top of her head.

✧“There we go. You are being such a good girl. Not screaming or fighting while taking your bath. If only Stardust would behave as well as you when it comes time to get them clean.”✧