[B] Late Advice [Glassjaw x Bitter End]
Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2020 9:22 am
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Glassjaw had finally wandered out of the cave in a daze after that night, after what seemed to be an interminable period of time stumbling through its labyrinthian interior after having encountered that doe again. Yes, they played. They most certainly did, this time. At least, it felt so. He still wasn't sure, and he squinted helplessly at the sight of the sun.
He continued to meander the swamp, beaten down by the sun after his jaunt in the cold caves. He thought he'd have been pleased to see light again, but now he sought coolness because it was just way too hot and he was way too confused for this.
Given it was a swamp, he finally stumbled into a lake and sat in a mangrove's shade, sighing with relief.
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Until a caiman latched onto his outstretched leg.
And he kicked it with great ferocity, because he was a fighter, and he was mostly very good at it spare his One Weakness.
The caiman stumbled back with a snarl, eyes glowing very dangerously in daylight. Did caiman eyes glow? Glassjaw groaned and blinked rapidly. If he had little paws like mongooses, he would have rubbed his eyes.
"Come on," he whined, "it was weird enough, I don't need to be haunted out of the caves too."
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When the caiman turned into a mare, he definitely shut his eyes in frustration, but also tensed, ready to kick once more.
"Say what," it sounded mostly pissed with a sprinkling of bafflement.
"There's this doe," Glassjaw was eager to share his woes, one eye slowly opening warily, and he withdrew his battle-ready limbs, "she's kinda...not...all...there and she giggles a lot and led me into a cave and anyway I go to the cave to visit. So....I'm not sure if she's real."
"Say what," the very real and very baffled mare said.
"Anyway so I think something happened and I think she might be mmmm with child," he said delicately, "I mean it felt real enough when it happened so it might be possible she is also real but I am also not sure. Hey, are you a Legendary? Can I get a just-in-case blessing or something?"
Bitter End, with plenty of experience regarding does and bucks in relationships where one party was not all there, from herself to her mother, cried, "you fool!"
"Eh?"
"Don't stick your -" a fish heavily splashed by, "in -" and plopped back into the water noisily.
The mare sighed heavily, reptilian tail flicking.
"They're gonna turn out weird," she stated, "your kids are gonna be weird. Breed with weird kin, you get weird kids. I don't make the rules. No blessing is going to change that."
"Oh," Glassjaw looked at his hooves in the water, and looked up.
"Er, maybe they can be....healthy and strong and whole?"
"OK," she huffed, "I can try, but I can't promise anything."
After a while, the mare turned caiman, looked over her shoulder, and swam away.
Glassjaw realised he hadn't apologised for kicking her in the face, and he hoped that didn't hurt his chances of getting nice, normal kids.
END
Glassjaw had finally wandered out of the cave in a daze after that night, after what seemed to be an interminable period of time stumbling through its labyrinthian interior after having encountered that doe again. Yes, they played. They most certainly did, this time. At least, it felt so. He still wasn't sure, and he squinted helplessly at the sight of the sun.
He continued to meander the swamp, beaten down by the sun after his jaunt in the cold caves. He thought he'd have been pleased to see light again, but now he sought coolness because it was just way too hot and he was way too confused for this.
Given it was a swamp, he finally stumbled into a lake and sat in a mangrove's shade, sighing with relief.
[imgright]https://matope.pixel-blueberry.com/imag ... ncert2.png[/imgright]
Until a caiman latched onto his outstretched leg.
And he kicked it with great ferocity, because he was a fighter, and he was mostly very good at it spare his One Weakness.
The caiman stumbled back with a snarl, eyes glowing very dangerously in daylight. Did caiman eyes glow? Glassjaw groaned and blinked rapidly. If he had little paws like mongooses, he would have rubbed his eyes.
"Come on," he whined, "it was weird enough, I don't need to be haunted out of the caves too."
[imgleft]https://matope.pixel-blueberry.com/imag ... uncert.png[/imgleft]
When the caiman turned into a mare, he definitely shut his eyes in frustration, but also tensed, ready to kick once more.
"Say what," it sounded mostly pissed with a sprinkling of bafflement.
"There's this doe," Glassjaw was eager to share his woes, one eye slowly opening warily, and he withdrew his battle-ready limbs, "she's kinda...not...all...there and she giggles a lot and led me into a cave and anyway I go to the cave to visit. So....I'm not sure if she's real."
"Say what," the very real and very baffled mare said.
"Anyway so I think something happened and I think she might be mmmm with child," he said delicately, "I mean it felt real enough when it happened so it might be possible she is also real but I am also not sure. Hey, are you a Legendary? Can I get a just-in-case blessing or something?"
Bitter End, with plenty of experience regarding does and bucks in relationships where one party was not all there, from herself to her mother, cried, "you fool!"
"Eh?"
"Don't stick your -" a fish heavily splashed by, "in -" and plopped back into the water noisily.
The mare sighed heavily, reptilian tail flicking.
"They're gonna turn out weird," she stated, "your kids are gonna be weird. Breed with weird kin, you get weird kids. I don't make the rules. No blessing is going to change that."
"Oh," Glassjaw looked at his hooves in the water, and looked up.
"Er, maybe they can be....healthy and strong and whole?"
"OK," she huffed, "I can try, but I can't promise anything."
After a while, the mare turned caiman, looked over her shoulder, and swam away.
Glassjaw realised he hadn't apologised for kicking her in the face, and he hoped that didn't hurt his chances of getting nice, normal kids.
END