3 Monster Friends [Voice] - Content Warning

[wildlittlegirl]

[ The thing about having stunted growth, being raised by monsters, and then subsequently raised by a boy around your age, is that sometimes you miss out on being informed about key parts of life.

Arietta sniffles a few times before she manages to address the journal. ]

Is there a doctor... um... Can a doctor come here? A lady would be better... I think.

[ She takes a few unsteady breaths. ]

I don't know what happened. It won't stop bleeding...

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[blessingone]

[ Fenimore resists commenting that almost anyone is much taller than Arietta -- resisting it in part because she is not one of those people who gets the "much" qualifier. She's pretty sure she knows what she means, anyway. ]

A...cheagle? What's that?

[ And, as she asks, she finds the sugar hiding behind another container. Taking it out, she notices that Arietta has walked over and hands it down. It would probably be about as easy to just set it on the counter, but it requires less bending down from her position on the chair. ]

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[wildlittlegirl]

[ Arietta takes it and sets it on the counter herself with the other things. ]

Oh! They're monsters from my world. They're small and can be lots of different colors. They're not very strong but some of them can breathe fire.

I don't think I've seen ours today. Maybe he's sleeping.

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[blessingone]

...So you keep a fire-breathing monster as a pet.

[ Not that she can judge, since she does have a giant bird monster as a pet, which helps her to contain her tone to just mild skepticism rather than out-and-out disbelief. But...fire-breathing. Strong or not, that sounds like a dangerous thing, especially in a wooden house.

Anyway. Time to hop down from the chair and begin the pancake preparation process. ]

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[wildlittlegirl]

[ Arietta eagerly watches as she responds. ]

He's mostly Asch's. He's always had him, so even though I don't like cheagles I think it's okay. He hasn't set anything big on fire, either.

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[blessingone]

Nothing big, huh....

[ Fenimore's not too sure she would accept even small things being set on fire, but, well, at least it's not her house. Not willing to go searching for measuring cups and the like, she eyeballs the amounts of ingredients to put in almost absent-mindedly -- she's done this a lot. ]

So, are you not much of an animal person? [ She's extrapolating from the comment of not liking cheagles in entirely the wrong direction. ]

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[wildlittlegirl]

No, I like animals a lot. But back home a cheagle burned down a lot of the forest and got the ligers in a lot of trouble. So I don't really like cheagles...