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Ananas Dragon will notice that something has chosen to sit on the arm of their throne. It seems Mininilla has found a perfect perch to enjoy some sunshine. It peered up at the great dragon with a wide smile, “♫♪?”
They looked down at the positively minuscule creature with curiosity. It was so small - in dragon form they would not have even noticed it.
They held out their hand invitingly for it to climb upon if it so wished, “Hello, little one.”
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“𝄞?” it seems a miniNilla is here to help Black Sapphire with the dinner show! He even has a tiny magician’s hat on! ( Please don’t take it away from him… he loves this hat. ) “♬𝅘𝅥𝅯!” he wants to know if he can do a magic trick during the dinner show.
"Ah! I see we have among us one of the world's smallest prestidigitators!" Black Sapphire winked at the little fella, with a flash of fangs, "I'd love to have you perform for us in a few days! I think I have a spot I can squeeze you in! Was there a trick in particular you want to show off?"
He wouldn't dream of taking the magician hat! It's better than the usual hat, after all!
“♫♪!!” it seems Doughael has a friend to sing along with, should they be in the mood for hymnals. Mininilla seemed unaware of the danger, though the tiny sunbeam smile was more than enough to ( hopefully ) prevent a catastrophe. “𝄞?” Was Doughael looking for something??
Their days inside the isolation chamber were lonely. The only cookies they had for company were Espresso Cookie, who was more focused on research and collecting samples, and Madeleine Cookie, who was generally kinder company… there was only so much one could take of Madeleine Cookie.
They also had little to do to entertain themselves. There was a television, but Doughael couldn't really watch it much. It was just noise.
But they did still love to sing - even if the hymns tasted bitter these days. So when they found their lonely singing accompanied, they were more than a little surprised.
They reached for where he sound had come from, grasping the tiny cookie gently around the middle with their soft dough-coated hands, “Where have you come from? How did you find yourself here? What are you?”
They expected their dough to engulf the little thing, but nothing of the sort happened. It sat in their grasp unharmed.
A blessing. Something to help them endure the isolation.
They placed the little one on the bed next to them. This little creature was theirs now.
Brother Menthol would feel something small grasp his cassock, a Mininilla seemingly scared! “♩?” It seemed he( …? ) was wondering where they were. It’s very small and very scared, Brother Menthol.
Under ordinary circumstances, he would have chalked this up to the severe lack of sleep he was still suffering from. But he stooped down regardless and scooped it up off the ground - it sounded frightened.
Holding it in his palm, feeling its weight was… this was a real creature. What exactly it was would be a mystery to solve later.
For now, the creature was gently placed on his shoulder, he speaking tone soft, “You’re safe here.”
