Prince Chamomile

From cheek to brow, he lost his innocence.

[Prince Chamomile @AppleOfClay]

When you pray without aim, someone else may answer.

🍎OC | Original Verse
🍎CW for Gore, themes of trauma, mild suggestive themes
🍎Prince of an alternate reality’s kingdom
🍎Fairy Medium - channels spirits and fae
🍎Capable of Earth/Wind magic
🍎Written by #CreepinCrinoid

[Prince Chamomile @AppleOfClay]

@buddingclover "Really? ...a little bee or a big bee...?"

Still, Basil receives the belly rub of a lifetime while his free hand dig around in the pack under his cape.

"I can't guarantee any colors, I'm afraid."

[🍀 Basil 🍀 @buddingclover]

" Haha, that's how the prince holds me when he's distracted~! "

[Prince Chamomile @AppleOfClay]

@buddingclover "Gentian...? I should - why? Do you need medicine?" Chamomile asked, cautiously resting a hand on Basil's belly.

[Prince Chamomile @AppleOfClay]

@buddingclover Because one can't refrain from petting a cat when they see one, Chamomile immediately began rubbing between his ears fondly.

"Oh? What's your idea?"

[Prince Chamomile @AppleOfClay]

WHAT

[Prince Chamomile @AppleOfClay]

@buddingclover “This may sound crazy, but I don’t think she’s even real…”

[Prince Chamomile @AppleOfClay]

"...h-how does that make any sense? Is this a store, or a...a concept of one?!"

[Prince Chamomile @AppleOfClay]

"You...had to come in from somewhere, didn't you?"

[🍀 Basil 🍀 @buddingclover]

“ W-We’re looking for the way out! Could you help us? “

He turns to Chamomile, speaking in hushed tones, only to him for a moment.

“ Something about this place is screwy. I don’t want you to get hurt, my prince. “

[Prince Chamomile @AppleOfClay]

"I, er, well, yes, but, I-I don't mind to keep a look out if you want to browse. We only just got here..."

[Foster Paxton @ScarletPheasant]

His cart lightly bumps into the corner of one of the keeled-over shelves.

He doesn't notice the other two, too busy watching to make sure none of the stacks of fabric (and the 40 bottles of fabric glue) don't leave his cart. Or something.

"Ugh. Fuckin' hate it heeeere."

[🍀 Basil 🍀 @buddingclover]

With a gasp, Basil realizes what it is.

The aisle behind them was rearing to crash down on them; like an errant bookcase, but much bigger. Before he can even wonder how something like that could come loose from the floor—

[Prince Chamomile @AppleOfClay]

-It's staticky and not very discernible, but apparently /some/ poor fool is supposed to come clean up what nearly made fritters out of these two...

"...That was. Harrowing. I saw that happen at a convenience store once, though. Ahaha..."

[Prince Chamomile @AppleOfClay]

It all happens faster than he can hope to protest, but the moment he realizes he's going down, he tucks himself in and attempts to block Basil from the brunt of the floor.

Rolling onto his back, he blinks in surprise as the store's PA system comes to life. Sort of.-

[Prince Chamomile @AppleOfClay]

...unfortunately, Chamomile isn't paying attention to the shadow because he's burying his face in the fabric.

[🍀 Basil 🍀 @buddingclover]

Basil’s wings go stiff when he’s pulled close by Chamomile, his heart skipping a few beats. He’s almost reluctant for his prince to /stop/, but once he sees the fluffy fabric, he’s similarly enraptured, going up to feel it with his fingers.

[🍀 Basil 🍀 @buddingclover]

He trails off in slight horror as he looks down the walkway and realizes he’s unable to see the end.

“ C-Come to think of it… where are we? We didn’t even make a full circle, did we? “

[🍀 Basil 🍀 @buddingclover]

“ E-Eek! My prince! “ Basil manages to block a few with his arms, taking the blows himself. He shakes his head to rid of the light stinging of the hard packaging upon his skin.

“ Please be careful! This place is a little… cramped… “

[Prince Chamomile @AppleOfClay]

"O-oh! Look! They have other materials here!"

He began trying to head for a sheet of something plush and fleecey.

[Prince Chamomile @AppleOfClay]

Pulling Basil closer in the hopes of getting him out of range of the boxes, Chamomile sighed. "I don't THINK so. This place is so *confusing*. I can't even read the aisle markers."

Looking around to get his bearings, Chamomile is quickly distracted by another fabric.-