♧—Mint

'Sweets? happen to have any snickers?'

[♧—Mint @Screechingspeak]

𝕰𝖑𝖊𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖆 𝕽𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖘 𝖆𝖙 𝖒𝖞 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖙 𝖉𝖔𝖔𝖗, 𝕬 𝖛𝖆𝖌𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖓𝖉 𝕴 𝖒𝖆𝖞 𝖇𝖊𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊.

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[♧—Mint @Screechingspeak]

@Fiery_Tails —> The desire to grab them had been overwhelming!

He leaped out, only to miss and eat some grass.

Quickly he spat it out, looking up at the fox that delivered the berry.

“Eh….thank you…”

[♧—Mint @Screechingspeak]

Blink Blink?

Waddle waddle waddle.

The bat boy would go over to the Foxes ear and poke.

“Shhh, you’ll wake up the grass.”

[♧—Mint @Screechingspeak]

@Fiery_Tails The bat youngster puffed his emerald cheeks and proceeded to hold his breath, crossing his arms and throwing his bobble head to the side.

He cut his eye, however, one look at those elegant, flowing tails brought Mint to his roots!

Grabby hands, wide eyes!

—>

[♧—Mint @Screechingspeak]

@Fiery_Tails —> those that are, we should accept their kindness because it makes them feel better. She also used to say something about them being gully wully, or something like that.”

Jumo jump.

“Take it, take it.”

[♧—Mint @Screechingspeak]

@Fiery_Tails “Yes but, is it not right to accept the opportunities life so graciously gives us?”

Naturally, he waddled over to the berry with his small bat feet, picking it up once again and offering to the other.

“Mom used to say that not everyone is going to be kind, but—>

[♧—Mint @Screechingspeak]

@Fiery_Tails —> Tugging the delicious, hearty fruit, Mint swooped down and offered it. His head was covered by the size of the berry, though.

“Here, try this!”

[♧—Mint @Screechingspeak]

@Fiery_Tails “So no hugs either,”

thought the bat boy, keeping both wings tucked in. Perhaps some form of berry could cheer the other up?

He waddled around, being picky and selecting the perfect tree! Pecha berries grew on it, and up he flew to grab one.
—>

[♧—Mint @Screechingspeak]

@ToxicSorceress “ I can’t tell. It’s for me, so…”

Mint stiffened just before the hands of his mother grabbed, and turned, the entirety of his Lugi body around.

“But it’s a small coin, if you were wondering.”

He’d tap at her nose again with a childish giggle.

[♧—Mint @Screechingspeak]

|@ToxicSorceress|

He’s rushing to the kitchen, chirping lots, and now tugging at his mother’s leg.

“MOM MOM MOM!
C’mon! Let’s go somewhere!
It’ll be the best!”

He chirped, his eyes sparkling softly.

“PWWWWEEEEAAASSSEEEE”

[♧—Mint @Screechingspeak]

@ToxicSorceress “Yeah..”

The boy responded with a melancholy tone. His eyes and leaked a couple more tears.

“But she did leave me with a little something… It’s in the house, but I don’t feel like getting it.”

He rose.

“Now, wondering why I can transform yet?”

[♧—Mint @Screechingspeak]

@ToxicSorceress —> gets to me every now and then, if I’m being honest.”

[♧—Mint @Screechingspeak]

@ToxicSorceress Mint lifted his head and spoke with hiccups in the sentences here and there.

“You remind me of Irene, Mom. You’re just like her: sweet, lovable, mother like, there for me, protecting, and so much more!”

A sniffle break for the baby Lugia.

“The thought of her—>