#bibi writes!

And it's curiosities.

Like now, the poor little deer is sitting alone on the outskirts. He looks around, seeing if anyone else is nearby in any manner. He doesn't see anyone, so he takes the opportunity to make his presence known next to him.

"Is something bothering you?" He asks, backing up a step when Medkit startles at his voice. He raises a hand apologetically.

"No." Medkit says quietly, refusing to look up at the deity. "I'm just… tired. That's all."

Venomshank nods, slowly sitting down next to Medkit. It's awkward, but he won't let that deter him. This is a friend of Sword's, and like Sword he notices the fact this isn't normal exhaustion. But more similar to how Sword gets when he acts like a newspawn. (Regresses, Sword corrected him one time, embarrassed.)

"Well, you can rest now. I don't mind." He says it softly, like he's trying not to spook the other.

It seems to work, because slowly Medkit leans over to rest his head on Venomshank's shoulder. He hums softly for the two of them, just sitting there. He wants to offer support, be soothing like how he is for Sword. A puff of smoke that Medkit doesn't notice, and he creates something in his hand. Like how he does for Sword.

"Would you care for a soother, fawn?" Venomshank asks, grabbing Medkit's attention as he holds out a pacifier. He would have chosen something else, but it had worked for Sword, so he figured it would work for Medkit too.

Medkit stares at the object in Venomshank's hand, leaning further against the deity before he slowly reaches out to take it. It isn't something he normally would let himself use, but he doesn't want to reject the offer. Plus… sitting here with Venomshank makes him feel safe. He nods and puts the pacifier in his mouth, immediately letting himself relax further.

Medkit feels Venomshank move a little beside him, then feels his arm wrap around him. It's comforting, calming. The entire thing was. He wonders if he might be able to do this more often.

It helps that he knows his baby will never outgrow him. It makes it so he can easily pick him up and swaddle him close. He'll wrap him up in the blanket Darkheart gave him when Sword was a baby inphernal

Sword coos at him, and Venomshank is drawn out of his thoughts. He smiles down at him, twirling his hand in front of his face and creating a puff of smoke.

Sword gasps, which turns to giggles and cheers as a pacifier appears in his mouth, arms wrapping around Venomshank's neck in a tight hug. He holds back onto Sword as tight as he can without accidentally hurting his baby.

"Was that funny?" He asks as softly as his voice allows him to, moving Sword in his arms to have him cradled against him, letting his head rest on his shoulder. "Did you enjoy that little trick?"

Sword nods, snuggling closer to Venomshank and then sighing quietly. "Fun papa…" He mumbles around the pacifier, eyes drifting shut.

Venomshank smiles, feeling lighter than he has in a while.

"I'm a fun papa, hm? Good." He whispers, pressing a kiss to the top of Sword's head. "I'll be the best papa for you, fledgling. I promise."

He coos softly, resting his cheeek against the top of Sword's head as he slowly rocks him in his arms. He starts to quietly hum, some song that he heard from Darkheart, using Sword's cape to wrap it around him like a blanket and making him further relax in Venomshank's arms.

He's a grown Inphernal, he's too big for these kinda things. And yet it's all he wants right now and it's embarrassing.

So he sits in his room with the light off, sniffling and rubbing at his eyes harder until colors explode behind them.

"Shuri? What are you doing?" A voice calls out, and his head snaps up. He hadn't even heard the door open. Vinestaff stands in his doorway, hands on their hips. "I heard you sniffling in here."

Immediately he covers his face, curling back up into the ball he'd been sitting in before Vine showed up.

"Go 'way, sis." He mumbles, but he knows she won't. He can hear Vinestaff closing the door and walking over to him. She sits down on the floor next to him, her arm wrapping around his shoulder and pulling him close.

"Shuri… what's wrong?" Vinestaff asks softly, with her stupid voice that makes him tear up and sob. Throwing his body against hers and clinging to her clothes. He's blubbering and is so glad she doesn't even hesitate to pull him into her lap.

Both of her arms wrap around him now, the wooden one a firm presence at his back keeping him close.

"I wan' my blanket!" He sobs, and Vinestaff shushes him softly, rocking him in her lap for a moment before slowly standing up with him in her arms.

"Oh, my baby." She adjusts her hold, having Shuriken rest his head on her shoulder as she holds him, gently bouncing him now. "Your blanket needed a wash, little bug. Sling is making it all nice and clean for you."

She's right, he knows that. That doesn't mean he likes it. But his big sis is here so it's really all okay. He mumbles at her, squeezing the fabric he has balled in his hand. "'s stupid…"

Vinestaff rolls her eyes when he says that, tsking at him. "It's not stupid, bug. None of this is stupid. What is stupid, is you deciding to sit in a dark room alone instead of coming to me. Next time, come find me okay?"

"Dude! C'mon!" He was seriously regretting leaving anything that Coil could grab, even if it had just been for a second.

Finally he managed to grab Coil's waist, stopping them in their tracks and taking the opportunity to pry the glove from their mouth. He huffed, shaking his head at the sight of holes in his gloves. "Aw man…"

Skateboard tucked the glove into his pocket, then picked up Coil under the arms. They snapped their teeth at him, growling and Skateboard just held them out as he walked them over to the couch.

He sat down, placing Coil in his lap and petting their head. Eventually they started to calm down, and Skateboard sighed, leaning his head on theirs. It was hard with the horns but he didn't care.

"There we go pup pup… much better huh? Know I coulda just got you sum chew toys if you wanted." He whispered, smiling. They growled softly at him, and then bumped their head against his face.

"C'mon! It's okay to want your toys, little pup! Totes chill." Skateboard laughed, patting the couch to get Coil to hop up. They always loved a chance to run around. "Show me which one you want and we can play, dude!"

It busied herself with coloring, happy about the fact that she had managed to find some markers hidden away. Likely from last time it had regressed and had to hide things. The coloring book it was using was something she had snagged when out and about in Blackrock. She had already colored a few pages, but that didn't bother it.

She chewed on the end of a marker, staring at the page as it did so. There was so much to color, she wasn't sure where to start. Cutie didn't even realize her door had opened during this.

She did realize it when suddenly Cocoagraft stepped in front of it.

It jumped back, picking up her book and clutching it to her chest as she stared at its creation… To see it holding out one of her pacifiers? Cutie glared at it for a moment, before snatching the pacifier from its hands and popping it into her mouth. It was one of her favorites, a sparkly pink one that had a rabbit on the button.

Cocoa crouched down slowly, picking up one of the markers and then holding it out to her. Slowly she laid back down, setting its coloring book back on the floor and taking the marker from her Creation. This is why it liked her creations, they never said anything in judgement about things like this. Though they did judge her sometimes during Phights or when it goes off on rambles in the lab.

"CREATOR. WHAT… ARE YOU DOING?" Cocoa eventually asked, and she looked up to see it staring at the coloring book and markers.

"'m coloring, duh!" She huffed, puffing out its cheeks because it was obvious! But… maybe her Creation wanted to join..?

Well since Cocoa decided to barge in, guess it was her new playmate for today. It patted the spot next to her, sliding its book over a bit and sharing some markers, not its green one though. She was using that. "Sit!"

Cocoa froze, and Cutie growled at it until it sat down. Good! She put a marker into its hand pointing at the page that she wasn't coloring for it to use.

"You color that!" It instructed, then went back to coloring its own page and humming to herself. She resumed kicking its legs, listening to the soft whirring that her Creations all made as they moved.

Out of the corner of its eye she could see Cocoa occasionally pause coloring to look around. But it didn't bother her, its creations would never do something bad to her stuff. Which was proved right (and she's always right) because Cocoa grabbed one of the blankets that had been thrown to the side in one of her fits, bringing it over to the two of them and holding one end in its lap, then resumed coloring.

Sword cheers again as he tosses his sword to the side, leaving Medkit to sit up and pick it up while Sword runs off to get their "princess". The princess being Rocket with a plastic crown they'd managed to find perched on his head between his horns.

"My hero! I knew you'd be able to win!" Rocket grins, letting Sword tackle him to the floor in a hug. Rocket rolls around a bit to which Sword laughs loudly, holding him tighter in a hug.

Sword is so distracted by the need to keep hugging Rocket, he doesn't even realize Medkit is behind him. Not until Medkit picks him up and Sword yells out and collapses into giggles.

"The dragon wasn't as dead as you thought." Medkit chuckles, and Sword kicks and thrashes in his hold.

"Princess Rocke'! Save me!" Sword cries out, gesturing towards where the wooden sword had been thrown earlier. Rocket grins and runs over to it.

Rocket swings it into Medkit's side, and he groans, dropping Sword as he pushes the sword and Rocket away.

"My hero!" Sword cheers, running to Rocket and tackling him yet again. Rocket laughs and Sword giggles harder.

Medkit rubs his side, wincing a little. Rocket had definitely hit that a bit too hard but he couldn't complain when Sword was so happy.

Needless to say, Medkit very quickly hid the sword so he didn't end up with more bruises than necessary. He glanced at the clock, Sword was probably hungry.

"How about we go find some lunch, little knight?" Medkit asks, walking over to ruffle Sword's fur. Sword looks skeptical for a moment and he's worried that he might get upset.

So he's greatful when Rocket chimes in to support him.