#softybones bitty

“i have a suggestion,” Red volunteered for the umpteenth time since we’d crossed into the bitty adoption area of the convention.

“We are not going to skip the other adoptions,” I told him, also for the umpteenth time since entering the bitty adoption area.

“But we could,” ventured Brassberry, actually agreeing with his sibling and nemesis for the umpteenth time since entering the bitty adoption area.

Corvus the Kara bitty koo’ed in exasperation, and I couldn’t have agreed more. Nothing united my two stubborn boys as effectively as vetoing additional bittybones adoptions. They’d been distracted when I adopted the agreed upon Kara bitty, but now I had their undivided attention and very vocal objections.

“We discussed all of this earlier,” I told them firmly, “and this isn’t a democracy. End of conversation.” I doubted the words would work; I knew my boys too well.

(i vote that we make it a democracy!)

(I second the vote!)

“tyranny!” declared Red.

“Vive la resistance!” shouted Brassberry.

“Your protests have been noted. We’re still adopting the new bittys,” I informed them.

“But-” they cried in unison.

“No buts!” Owning an Edgy and a Brassberry bittybones was a constant exercise in patience and strength of will.

“There were butts earlier,” grumbled Brassberry. Red vanished into my purse.

Soon the sounds of my possessions being destroyed by an Edgy tantrum emanated from the general vicinity of my purse. The two dissenters had given up on objecting for now, but I doubted things could be so easy, especially when I heard Red enthusiastically tearing fabric at my side.

(you doubted correctly)

Our first stop was a table with a canopy over it. Beneath the canopy, sheltered from the harsh lighting of the convention center, napped a pile of Softbones bittys. Some of them snored, and some of them kicked their tiny feet as they dreamed. The person overseeing the table provided wicker carrying baskets lined with blankets and soft pillows for adopters to carry their newly adopted Softbones in.

I offered to let Red and Brassy help me select a Softbones, but they maintained their icy silence. I nudged a few of the Softbones until one of them reflexively clung to my hand. I lifted the sleeping bitty to my face and inhaled deeply. Softbones smell wonderful, and I hoped adopting one would help Buttons sleep more peacefully. The attendant carefully placed my bitty selection in one of the baskets, and we moved along to the next table.

(i was taken to the next table against my will!)

The lack of loud complaining made me nervous. I would not put it past my two boys to be up to something (i am extremely well-behaved except when i’m being treated unfairly, or hungry, or not being paid attention to, or need a nap….), but Corvus, the sweetheart, climbed down into the basket and curled up next to the Softbones for a nap.

The next table held a small selection of bittybones, including the type I wanted. As I observed the Yanberries, they scurried to and fro, sorting through boxes of clothing and playing dress-up. A few of them were even accessorizing. Buttons really loves fashion, but I don’t want to traumatize him with buttons and sewing needles. I hoped that a Yanberry could work with him to bring his fashion ideas to life without Buttons having to handle things he’s not ready for yet.

I couldn’t help chuckling as a Yanberry darted past me with a handful of ribbons. His outfit was brightly colored, and his cheekbones were spattered with cute (stupid!) little freckles. He stopped when he heard me cooing over him (boo!) and smiled up at me.

My purse grumbled, but I ignored it.

A humanoid monster who worked at the stand helped me select some outfits for the new Yanberry and cautioned me that he will want lots of clothing and creative projects to keep him happy (high maintenance). I listened, nodding politely as the boos and hisses from my purse increased in volume. The Yanberry joined Corvus and the Softbones in the basket since the purse seemed to be a rather unwelcoming environment at the moment.

I chose to adopt the Kara bitty, the Yanberry, and the Softbones because I wanted to provide the best bitty family possible for Buttons (we were already the best family!), but when I saw a sign describing the G!Sans bitty called Phantom, I knew I wanted one for myself.

My boys were not going to like this one bit.

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