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“Invisibility cape? Check. Anywhere Door? Check. Go-Through Hoop? Check.” Nobita kept a close tab of these particular gadgets while wearing darker clothing than usual. His eyes were ready to turn at any small sound.

“I still think this is a ridiculous idea...” Doraemon warned for the last time this week to see if he could get through his friend’s skull.

“Doraemon, you know full well of the existence of aliens. Who’s to say there aren’t any homesick aliens waiting to be rescued from Area 51? This is one of the nicest things we can do.” He reached out toward his best friend once his preparations were complete, “Spare pocket for emergencies, please?”

With a sigh, Doraemon gave Nobita the spare pocket he kept under his pillow. At this point he knew that there was nothing he could do about this. He at least acknowledged Nobita’s desire to commit acts of kindness. 

Inkopolis was hardly free from the icy grip of winter, however after visiting the Salmonid Territory this time of the year, Stinky quickly realized how nice it was to live in a warmer climate. It certainly got cold out where the Salmonids lived, and it even snowed quite a lot! He really wasn’t built for that sort of climate... And yet so many of newer friends lived out there. He didn’t know what he was going to do about all the holiday invites he was starting to get...

But for now, he was going to enjoy the more temperate climate of Inkopolis. Today seemed as though it was going to be a nice one, so he slipped on a jacket and started out to go on a walk. The park seemed like a good start!

However, the moment Stinky Stepped outside, he shivered from head to toe. Holy codfish, was it cold! Glancing to the sky, his shoulders slumped when he saw that the sky was overcast and gray... Funny, there wasn’t any snow in the forecast... Not for this week, anyway. Heaving a sigh, Stinky trudged back inside to grab some warmer clothes. He was already set on going out for a bit, so he may as well stick with it!

@mischiefmakingmuses‘s Ittan-Momen/Ao Andon hybrid, Sunny..

Send me 2+ characters and a number, and I’ll draw them…(Accepting!)

“Gosh, you’ve got a lot of weeds!”

“Yeah… But I’ve gotta check on Rod, first!”

...Something didn’t feel right to her. Lotte tapped her fingertips on the wood of the bench she was sitting on. She usually came to this spot to relax, but this time she felt as if she was being watched. It was probably that damn shadow that belonged to MZD. There was always something a bit unnerving about that thing..

“......”

(( Closed starter for @mischiefmakingmuses ))

Aimlessly wafting through the streets of Uptown Springdale was an Ittangomen, one who appeared to have quite the patchwork job making up a good portion of his tail, with the rest of it burned completely off. He didn’t seem to have any particular destination in mind, though he was contemplating heading to Downtown--he was getting a bit hungry.

🐥: Our muses swarmed in small animals

“...!”

It only took one look at the cover for Sig to be sold. His eyes fell on the cricket and immediately lit up, and he sat up excitedly.