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windupiceheart · 2 days

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When you are near, there's no need to fear!

Cherrypit watched as Babycorn sat on the edge of her bed, her head buried in her hands. Something had happened when they reported back to Minfilia that had caused them to run back to their room really fast. He didn't really get it, nor had he heard what Babycorn had said to her. Not that he was going to get Babycorn to admit to what she had said. She was taking this secret with her to the grave, because by pure luck alone Minfilia hadn't really heard either. "This is the fifth worst day of my life..." Babycorn mumbled.

Lalapril 4/21 Whisper with @windupiceheart 's b'iggy nunh, @umbral-heart 's hanabi and @windupnamazu 's sirius and butter

cherrypit runs around his house and has cringefail moment after cringefail moment. please help him.

“Uhhh, hold on…” B’ig moved his hand around the top shelf.

Given it was much higher up than he could see and Vertical was currently out somewhere mysterious meant B’ig couldn’t ask her to help. It was up to him to get the toy that Cherrypit had accidentally thrown on the highest shelf.

Cherrypit watched from down below. Curious on whether B’ig was going to be able to reach his toy knife or not. He stood on his tippy-toes to see if he could catch a glimpse of it. Normally Cherrypit could easily float up to the top shelf or even stretch his arms and legs out to grab it but there was one very simple reason why he wasn’t doing that.

He didn’t feel like it.

So instead he decided to go ask B’ig to do it! B’ig was always so nice and cool and really really funny!

Cherrypit clapped to cheer B’ig on as he continued to struggle to reach the top shelf all while also trying to keep his balance on a flimsy wooden chair that Cherrypit had brought him when B’ig asked him to get a ladder. “Go Biggy! Go Biggy!” Cherrypit yelled out, waving two actual knives around like pom-poms.

Suddenly, B’ig felt a sudden surge of energy. Like he could do anything!

More specifically he could defeat those final few ilms in his way and grab the toy knife that Cherrypit was trusting him to reach. Neither of them knew it but Cherrypit was accidentally using his starsinger abilities to give B’ig Nunh an extra boost in power just by cheering him on.

“Got it!” B’ig nunh victoriously exclaimed. While striking a pose that was equally as victorious and also very cool and interesting.

But just as he did, he accidentally happened to lose his footing.

“Wuh-oh.” There was an idea in B’ig’s head that maybe if he didn’t notice that he was about to fall maybe he would be able to stay afloat for a second or two.

Alas, there was no stopping the act of gravity as he very quickly began to plummet to the ground.

Or at least, he would be. If a fast acting Cherrypit hadn’t caught him in his hands already. His oversized hands and arms that could grow up to five times their size (or more) with the help of extra muscles being folded on top of each other. Until they were big enough to hold B’ig in a tight grip. “Yippee!!” Cherrypit cheered, carrying B’ig to the ground wasn’t all too hard. B'ig felt about as heavy as a piece of paper to him. “Yay! Yay!” Cherrypit continued to happily jump around with B’ig in his hands.

As B’ig’s heart shaped moogle pom continued to wiggle back and forth because of Cherrypit, he managed to weakly ask him to please put him down.

Cherrypit nodded and did just that. Gently dropping B’ig onto the kitchen floor in a faceplant. A soft faceplant. Like landing on a bed of goose feathers if it was a wooden floor.

B’ig dusted himself off and staggered onto his feet. While Cherrypit tried his best to bite his tail. With his back turned to him B’ig Nunh had no idea what he was doing. B’ig turned around to see Cherrypit looking at him with innocent eyes that told him that he was doing nothing wrong.

“Thanks for the catch Cherry.” He looked at the toy knife in his hand and bent down, handing it to the very trustworthy toddler, “Here you go! Be careful cutting up those vegetables!” Even if they were plastic this time.

Cherrypit smiled and grabbed the toy knife from B’ig. He took time to wildly swing it around like it was a sword instead. Just to see if it still worked, ya know.

B’ig tilted his head curiously, “Does it still work?” he asked playfully.

The process of testing to see if the toy knife still worked of course included biting on it. Cherrypit paused his testing and nodded. “Yeah! Thanks Papa!”

Cherrypit froze.

B’ig Nunh stared down at Cherrypit with a blank smile on his face.

Neither dared make any sudden moves.

B’ig slowly started to process what had just happened. “Pa…Pa…Pa…?” The room felt like it was spinning. “Pa…Pa…Pa…Pa…?????” His eyes were spinning, his hands were shaking.

Cherrypit slowly looked up at B’ig, looking at him and then looking at the toy knife, over and over. Until finally he decided that a tactical retreat was the best option. Cherrypit took off running without so much as a bye-bye. He was mortified at what he had just said that he dared not say anything else.

That was a lie, he did say one thing.

“Gotta go!!”

Something that Babycorn often said out loud when running away from situations that she wanted no part in either.

Cherrypit ran as fast as he could up the stairs of the basement Leaving an eerily still B’ig Nunh behind.

At that point he could almost be mistaken for a stone statue instead of the interesting cat boy he very much was. “Pa…Pa…Pa..” He would remain there for hours until Vertical came downstairs to snap him out of it.

Meanwhile, in the present, Cherrypit had reached the top of the stairs and looked around to see if anyone was around to have heard him calling B’ig his papa. “Blahblahblah…” Cherrypit stuck his tongue out and shook his head. It’s not like he didn’t want B’ig as a papa, it was the idea that he let B’ig know that now.

The concept of being embarrassed about this was something that was probably a bit too early for a two-year-old to have but for better or for worse this was something that he had learned from no else but Babycorn Corn.

As Cherrypit walked forward he thought about whether his sister had finished cleaning their room after Lunya had told her to. In his thinking he neglected to watch where he was going, running right into a certain someone else.

“Wah!” Cherrypit exclaimed, he dropped his toy knife to the ground in surprise.

The toy knife slid across the wooden floor until it came to a stop by the front door of the mansion. “Oh no!” Cherrypit heard someone cry out and then the sound of footsteps slowly followed, quickening in pace as they got farther away from him.

When Cherrypit sat up he saw his toy knife in the hand of someone he didn’t know. Then the more he looked the more he realized the person handing him his toy was Hanabi! She was sitting on the ground next to him, her side-ponytail was swaying in the wind. Tempting him to swat at it. “Did you drop this Cherry?” she asked with a smile.

Cherrypit nodded, empty eyes sparkling. Hanabi always looked so cool to him. The cool wands she would always carry around…The way cool outfits she would wear…

The way her magic would blow people up! It was all really cool!

Cherrypit grabbed the toy knife from her and stuck it in his mouth to bite it. Hanabi gently grabbed his arm and lowered it, removing the toy knife from his mouth. “No, no. Don’t stick things like that in your mouth!” She reminded him.

In response Cherrypit had a great idea. He stuck the toy knife behind his ear, like he had seen a lot of people do with pencils. “Tada!” He held both of his arms out wide. “Thanks Mama!”

Cherrypit froze. Again.

Hanabi looked at Cherrypit with a smile on her face. She looked behind her to see if Cherrypit was talking to someone else. She raised a shaky hand, pointing at herself. “Ma…Ma…Ma…Ma…? Hanabi would remain there for only a few minutes until the smell of a tasty bread baking snapped her out of it.

“GOTTA GO!” Cherrypit yelled louder than ever.

He ran up the stairs up to the second floor of the mansion in a desperate attempt to be anywhere but where he had just been.

In his panic Cherrypit failed to notice he was on a direct course of crashing right into someone else. Before he could crash into that certain someone, he was picked up off the ground by the collar of his shirt.

“Wah?” Cherrypit ran in midair for a few seconds before stopping and being put back onto the ground. When he looked up he saw Sirius staring at him. “Cherrypit be careful. You can’t go running around with your eyes closed.” He reminded him.

Lest they have a repeat of the incident when Cherrypit ran into someone and knocked them right through a wall.

Poor Andres.

Cherrypit twirled his fingers together. He really didn’t mean to run so fast and he didn’t want to push Sirius through a wall either! There was also maybe the chance that if he said he was really sorry about running around Sirius would give him one of those really yummy candies he had.

Then before Cherrypit could stop himself-

“Sorry Papa!”

At this point Cherrypit was just getting mad at himself.

Sirius blinked, but ultimately just went with the flow. Cherrypit had called him that (and a lot of other people) that already. It was the same as usual. “Okay, just try to be careful next time.” He reached into his pocket and pulled out a single piece of candy.

The next time Sirius looked down at Cherrypit, he was gone. Seemingly having blipped his way out of existence again. “...Yeah. Okay.” Cherrypit also did that a lot too. Business as usual. Sirius only hoped he didn’t teleport himself onto the roof again.

Lucky for him, Cherrypit was not on the roof. He had blipped himself back down to the first floor and in front of the door to his and Babycorn’s room. Surely his sister must have finished cleaning the room by now. Right?! All she ever did was sweep things under the bed anyway and eat whatever wrappers were on the floor.

Just as Cherrypit was about to jump up and reach the doorknob, it turned on its own. “Who there!” Cherrypit hopped back in surprise as the door opened in front of him.

To his absolute horror, out from his sister’s room stepped out no one but Butter Veil. There were a few dust bunnies hanging out in his hair “If you need any more help just call me over!” He waved to someone inside the room, Cherrypit could only guess it was Babycorn. He knew Butter really liked her.

Cherrypit froze the instant he noticed Butter looking down at him. “Hi Cherry!” he smiled, “Babycorns done cleaning so you can head in if you want!” As soon as Cherrypit noticed Butter move his hand into the pocket of his jacket he knew something was up. From his jacket Butter pulled out a lollipop, red in color. “Here! I know cherry is your favorite flavor Cherry!”

By now Cherrypit had figured out that the problem was happening whenever he talked to people. So the solution was to just keep his mouth shut of course! So Cherrypit did the only thing he could think of and used both his hands to cover up his mouth.

“Mpmmphmpphm!” Cherrypit very quietly said. Without saying anything else to Butter, Cherrypit ran past him and into his room, kicking the door closed.

Then he opened the door back up and using an extra hand from his arm he grabbed the lollipop from Butter and closed the door again. “Remember to take the wrapper off!” Butter yelled from the other side of the door.

Cherrypit put his ear to the door and listened to the footsteps of Butter walking away. He couldn’t take any chances. Once Cherrypit thought the coast was clear he took his hands off of his mouth and gave a tiny sigh of relief.

“Pew…!” Cherrypit wiped at his forehead. Then turned around, the first thing that caught his eye was Babycorn. She was holding a bright pink blanket in her hands, his blanket!

He thought he lost it forever cause he couldn’t find it this morning! “Banwket! Bebe you find it!” Cherrypit rushed forward with his hands held out towards his sister.

“Huh?” Babycorn looked surprised to see him but her surprise quickly turned to joy as she held the blanket out for him to see. “Yeah! I did! I had to clean the room a whole lot to find it but Butts helped me to and we found-”

Babycorn was cut off by Cherrypit jumping onto her and giving her a tight hug. He grabbed the blanket from her and nuzzled his face into it. He had really really missed it! “Thanks you Mama!” Cherrypit yelled out, as loudly as he could.

“Cherryyy…! PLEASE don’t call me thaaaat…!” Babycorn said as quietly as she could.

Instead of paying attention to her, Cherrypit jumped off of Babycorn and danced around with his blanket. “Thank you Bebe!” Thank Mama! Thank Mama!” He happily sang to himself.

All while Babycorn stood by, completely frozen.

#Cherrypit is so baby (literal)#B’ig Nunh found dead at the fc house #b’ig

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windupiceheart · 11 days

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Blow me away!

As Babycorn rounded a corner with a wallet full of gil her eyes caught of sight of something absolutely horrifying. The image of her good friend B'ig Nunh in miniature form. Which would have been pretty scary on its own but Babycorn was so caught off guard by it that she believed it not to be a toy- But instead that someone had taken B'ig Nunh and shrunken him to be S'mall Nunh. How was his name going to be B'ig Nunh if he was so small?!?!!? As Babycorn held him in her hands and wailed loudly the shopkeeper could only look at her, very confused and afraid.

Lalapril 4/12 Zephyr with @windupiceheart 's vertical height and b'ig nunh

babycorn and cherrypit try to fly a kite and run into some besties :)

It was a particularly windy day in the Lavender Beds today. The wind was so strong today that hanging up laundry to dry would probably be too dangerous.

That was how Babycorn had successfully gotten out of having to do that particular chore. Instead she and Cherrypit decided to spend that time doing something way more fun.

Something like flying the new kite they bought yesterday!

Babycorn adjusted the ribbon holding her ponytail back. Her hair had been blowing itself in front of her face ever since they first stepped outside and it was getting really annoying at this point. “Ready Cherry?” Babycorn called out. She bent down and picked up the end of the kite line.

In front of her Cherrypit was holding onto the kite itself. He had been waiting for this moment ever since yesterday. Cherrypit was practically vibrating with excitement, “Go! Go? Time to go?!”

Babycorn looked up at the wisteria tree hanging above them. The leaves (or whatever those things were) blew in the direction towards Cherrypit. “Okay! Go Cherrypit!” Babycorn shouted.

“Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!!!!!” Cherrypit shrieked. His pent up energy was finally released as he took off running out of the mansion’s front entrance and down the hill. His laughter echoed throughout the entire ward.

Babycorn, meanwhile, was just glad to be along for the ride.

Seeing as she was currently just getting dragged by her feet across Cherrypit’s entire path she assumed that he must have been too excited about the kite to remember that he had to let go of the kite at some point. “He’s so cute…” Babycorn smiled as she was dragged across a small puddle of water.

Her shoes were all wet now but the good news was that the wind would probably dry them out soon.

Babycorn wondered just how far Cherrypit would run, not that she minded it but lunch was supposed to be in a few hours or so and she didn’t want to miss it. It was spaghetti for lunch today!

She looked in front of the path that awaited her and recognized two of the people near the marketboard.

“Oh!”

It looked like Cherrypit had recognized them too, as he was running around them and Babycorn could hear him laughing from where she was. In other news it looked like waving at his friends had caused Cherrypit to let the kite go. It took no time for it to take to the air.

“Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!! Verticaaaaaaaaaaaal!!” Babycorn yelled as she continued to be dragged by the remaining kite line. Any second now she was sure to stop. “Hiiiiiiiiiii!! B’iiiiiiiiiiiiig!!!!!”

Vertical looked behind her and watched as Babycorn was dragged by her feet across the path in front of her until she came to a complete stop. “hey babycorn.” She waved at Babycorn as B’ig Nunh popped in from behind her. “Hey Babycorn!” He greeted her the same.

“Hehe!” Babycorn laughed to herself and swayed in joy in the wind. “Hi! Hi! Hi! Hi!” She kept greeting her friends over and over, she was just really happy to see them. Almost as happy as Cherrypit was. He had run over to stand next to Babycorn to join her in swaying back and forth happily.

“What are you two up to today?” B’ig asked. He remained totally still as Cherrypit jumped on top of his hat and started to swipe at his heart shaped pom.

“I’m flying a kite today!” Babycorn looked particularly proud of it.

“Kite! Flying a kite!!” Cherrypit added.

Vertical looked up at where Babycorn was pointing. “cool kite.”

B’ig instead started from the end of the kite line in Babycorn’s hands as his eyes traveled up the line all the way to the kite itself.

Then B’ig almost burst into flames when he realized that the kite that Babycorn was flying was distinctly shaped like his pair of couerl briefs.

Just like, three times larger than usual.

“W-W-W-Where did you get those?!?!!?” B’ig was going to cry. His biggest fear was that Babycorn had somehow broken into the laundry room again.

“Huh? Get what?”

“THOSE!” B’ig Nunh yelled at the top of his lungs and pointed up at the kite high up in the air where anyone in the Lavender Beds right now could simply look up and see it.

“Oooooh! That!” Babycorn laughed to herself and Cherrypit started laughing alongside her not too long after. “I bought it!” she explained, pulling on the string of the kite to keep it steady.

“where did you buy something like that?” Vertical asked in place of B’ig, who at this point had decided that he was going to just lie down on the ground and cope.

“There was some little pop-up store in Limsa Lominsa that was selling a bunch of B’iggy things! Like this kite! And this!” Babycorn held up a fan that had B’ig Nunh’s face on it alongside some text that said ‘Never give up!’ or something like that. Babycorn waved the fan at her face and giggled, “Me and Cherry bought out the whole stand with the allowance Lunya gave us yesterday!”

As Babycorn continued to laugh almost manically, B’ig Nunh visibly grimaced. This whole B’ig Nunh merch thing was probably not going to go over well with Tataru if she ever found out. The danger of him having to pose for another calendar for next year was far too real for his liking.

As B’ig Nunh was thinking about what other ways Tataru could profit off his existence, another strong breeze came right at them.

The wind was strong enough to pick up the kite and lift Babycorn up from the ground. “WAaaAAAAHHHHH!” Babycorn shrieked in terror. Being dragged along for the ride was one thing but she wasn’t a big fan of being too high up from the ground.

“watch out.” Vertical acted fast and grabbed Babycorn before she could fly up any higher. “don’t worry. i got you.” She wasn’t about to let her good friend Babycorn Corn fly up into the sun to never return.

“We got chuchu!” Cherrypit climbed ontop of Vertical’s head and grabbed a part of Babycorn’s skirt, specifically part of the long ribbon that was attached to it. “Got Bebe!” Cherrypit lightly tugged on the ribbon. He didn’t want to tear it off the skirt.

“Uwuabwaubwua…Thanks you guuuyyys…” Babycorn cried as Vertical gently set her back onto solid ground.

“there you go.” Vertical carefully let go of her, making sure to hover her hands around Babycorn just in case another strong gust of wind suddenly came barging in. When it looked like the coast was clear she took a step back and sighed.

It looked like Babycorn was going to thank Vertical once again but as soon as she opened her mouth, her eyes widened in surprise.

“Oh!” Babycorn reached into her back pocket and from out of it she pulled out a small object wrapped in paper. “I forgot I got you something Vertical! I think you’ll like iiiiit!” Babycorn stretched her arm up to reach Vertical but came up very short.

On account that Babycorn was very short.

Vertical instead bent down herself to grab the gift from Babycorn. “thank you babycorn.” She inspected the wrapped gift closely before beginning to unwrap it. There was something very familiar about the shape of the gift.

“As soon as I saw it I just knew I had to get it for you!!” Babycorn excitedly tapped her feet on the ground. “It was the only one left too! Can you believe it?!” She must have really lucked out. Babycorn was well aware of how popular B’ig was so of course it being almost sold out made sense. It must have been fate!

When all of the very ugly wrapping paper was finally off Vertical saw what it was that Babycorn had been so excited to gift to her. “oh!” It was a one-of-a-kind knock off B’ig Nunh bobblehead figure. Its head wobbled in the air as it gave whoever was holding it a thumbs-up.

B’ig felt a little flattered about it but he couldn’t help but think if his head was really that big. Probably not. “Wait, these were almost sold out?!” He had to admit they were cute but just how many were they selling to have them sold out so quickly?

“Yeah!” Babycorn danced happily in place. “I bought almost all of them except for this one so they were almost sold out!”

“Ah.”

Vertical Height held the small B’ig Nunh in her hands as she looked back and forth between it and her real-life bestie B’ig. “its kind of cute isn’t it?” Vertical poked the oversized head of the B’ig b’obble head and watched it wiggle around.

“I’m cuter.” B’ig grumbled to himself.

Vertical poked the B’ig bobblehead more. “they got the color of your briefs wrong.”

“They WHAT?!”

Vertical held the B’ig B’obblehead lower so he could get a good look at it. It was just as Vertical said, the color of his couerl briefs had been colored in wrong.

Instead of a metallic blue they were a purple-ish pink color. “I haven’t worn that color in years!” The people that made this knock-off must have missed last year's Hot B’ig Nunh calendar where he was clearly wearing his signature metallic blue couerl briefs.

Babycorn raised her hand. Specifically the one still holding onto the kite. “I can go back and tell them they got the color wrong if that’ll help!” Anything to help her good friend B’ig Nunh!

“NO ITS OKAY!”

B'ig Nunh knew in his love-filled heart that Babycorn would have definitely gone and done that if he didn't stop her in time. And that was absolutely terrifying.

#SHEHCHEHXSHDH #Poor b’ig nunh #thank you so much for causing him distress #b’ig #vertical

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