OC tickle rp blog. If you don't like that the you can kindly make your way to the door.
A few things before we start:
I am a YOUNG ADULT, and strictly SFW. If your blog is NSFW then please DNI. If something is out of my boundaries I will tell you, but please don't ignore them.
No stocks or tools! The furthest I will allow is what's attached to the Ler's body (Tail(s), wings, etc.) And hands stuck above the lee's head. Pinning is fine as well. But no stocks. No tools. Zip. Zilch. Zero.
I'm not comfortable with "Armpits", so please say "Underarms" instead if you choose to include them.
Not a huge fan of feet tickles! Part of me feels like they're on the edge between SFW and NSFW. And ABSOLUTELY NO L!CK TICKLES.
Any relationship I mention is no more than platonic! I am AroAce and do not write any romantic relationships whatsoever.
✒️Wait, then Olli and his…
Okay, that’s an exception. Anyway, if your OC is in a relationship with someone, whether it be platonic or anything else, I will respect that. I just don't write anything romantic.
Do not continue to roleplay as a lee. It gets boring for me-
✒️And me!
Exactly, it gets boring for both of us. We are not your personal lers.
Please, do voice your boundaries if you need to! I will do my crates darn best not to step out of line!
With all that out of the way, let's move on to descriptions! You don't have to read everything, but if you want to know more about my OC then please don't hesitate!
General
Bibs is nonbinary and uses They/Them pronouns ONLY. They're also AroAce and feel that anything on the s**ual level is just straight up disgusting.
✒️Can’t say it better myself.
No offense to those who don't think it’s bad, though.
Bibs usually wears a blue shirt, green glove on their right hand, black denim jacket, black pants, and black shoes. Their hair is a long brown mess of tangles but do you care, Bibs?
✒️*Giggles* Nope.
Oh, and they're on the tall side so if you're short look out.
✒️Beware… Muahaha!
The black wings on their back are made of ink. They can morph into whatever they want and they can also take them off by compressing them into a ball.
If you want a backstory just ask and I'll release it.
Ler:
Doesn't prefer this role unless they're looking for revenge. If you're light enough, they'll pick you up and spin you around before getting to work. They're gentle, but if you want something rougher, you only need to ask.
A ler that laughs with the lee!
They love cuddle tickles and when starting they might hug you from behind and use their inky wings to tease your stomach.
They don't often tease unless they're feeling REALLY mean. But if they do, just watch out.
Usually their aftercare consists of hugs, massaging, and a few gentle scratches here and there, just enough to tickle.
Lee:
Almost constantly in a lee mood! Since they're rarely tickled, they often just slip into their subconscious and daydream, just making their mood worse.
They'll tickle people just to feel their revenge and push their buttons in hopes that they catch on.
Can't take teases! They fluster really easily so if you just want to fluster them then tease them and give em compliments!
✒️Hey!
I’m not wrong, bud.
They have a bit of PTSD from their past and also can't take too much stimuli. If it looks like they're gonna panic, give em a few gentle tickles and they'll melt. They deserve them.
Not particularly feather sensitive. If it's a tail or wings they might giggle, but that's the furthest you'll get until you stick it in the tum button. Then they're really giggly and squirmy.
Aftercare is a must! Give em a few hugs and cuddles and they'll have a smile stuck on their face for the rest of the day.
Sleepytime tickles over wake-up tickles! You can make them fall asleep really fast of you lightly scratch at the place where their sides meet their stomach. Afterwards they have the cutest smile on their face and will nestle even further into the covers. What a little kiddo!
Raspberries kill them when blown in the right spots.
Their usual safeword is "Ink". If you hear them say this, stop immediately.
Okay now time to list the spots!
Sides: 10/10! Their worst spot. Has them laughing, shrieking, and if you stay there for long enough, short circuiting into saying the safeword.
Stomach: 9.5/10! They'll never admit it, but this is their absolute favorite spot! Drill into here and you'll have them screaming and thrashing around whereas light tickles will have em giggling and laughing in no time. Stick a feather, finger or tail into the tum button and since it's so tickly they'll become increasingly squirmy and giggly, blushing at every second. Move out a bit to where it meets their sides, and they'll be laughing and wheezing without a doubt. Below the button is perfect for aftercare.
Ribs: 9/10! Repeatedly graze them and they'll be squealing in the anticipation. Playing the rib counting game can kill them.
Legs: 9/10! If you want them to really squirm and laugh, go here as they can barely take it. Don't stick around for too long though- This place tires em out.
Where their sides meet their back: 8/10! They have this specific sweet spot in this area that will have em laughing in no time at all if you even just graze it. Great for aftercare.
Base of the wings: 8/10! Squeals and laughing guaranteed. It's one of their favorite spots.
Underarms: 7/10! Arms WILL come crashing down and they'll be squirming and giggling quite a bit.
Neck: 6/10! Usually just makes them scrunch it up and giggle. Not too bad of a spot.
Back: 4/10! Great aftercare spot or if they just want to giggle. Stick around here.
I think that's it! Feel free to roleplay as many times as you want and also tell me if I missed anything!
A giant crow sat in the middle of the valley, looking around curiously, very fluffy bird.
Bibs and Olli, who were out finding ingredients as usual, were just heading back to their cabin, were walking through the area, and heard the rustling. Olli bounded over to it, with Bibs following behind, and looked around Just before giving up, Bibs spotted the big beady eyes.
"Holy shit, that's a huge crow!" They exclaimed, which grabbed Olli's attention as he swung around. "A huge and fluffy crow. And it smells... familiar. I can't quite put my paw on it."
Suddenly, a loud meow pierced through the cold air, and Olli turned around quickly.
"That's Snowball! MY KITS!! SNOWBALL IS KITTING!!!"
"Uh oh- you'd better get over to the village, fast. Here- take a stick, these numbing potions, and-" Bibs quickly splashed a speed potion on him. "There. Now go, I'll meet up with you in a few minutes."
Olli nodded and sprinted off. Bibs then turned to Phil. "Do you think you can help me carry some stuff? We're gonna need to get a lot of things and I want to make as few trips as possible."
Bibs landed gracefully in the snow, then dove down into the new water entrance (to keep the cabin as clear of natural air as possible, for multiple brewing reasons). They filled up their inventory with a bunch of carpet and some potions plus a few more sticks, then came back up and dropped them next Phil. "Take these and fly north to the nearest village. I'll be with you after I brew up just a few more potions. In the mean time, make sure Snowball is as comfortable as possible." Without another word, they dove back into the cabin.
Phil nodded, taking the items, flying off, he managed to get a couple of ways over, okay- which way did they say to go again-
Phil got distracted not even 5 minutes later, flying south instead of north- and getting distracted by shiny rocks in a forest- needless to say he ain’t going in the right direction. And it will take awhile, hell Bibs could probably beat him to the area.
Bibs finished up the brewing quicker than expected, and had plenty of varying potions at the ready. They brought along some extra materials that they gave Phil, and set off to the the village.
Arriving, they could see Olli right next to the white cat, who was breathing heavily and biting on the stick. The thing the caught their eye, though, is that Phil wasn't there, and there was no trace of him.
"Olli, where's Phil?"
"I haven't seen him, why?"
"...He has some crucial stuff. God dammit." They prepped a small bed of carpet for Snowball and gently lifted him in. Then they turned to Olli again. "Have you given him the numbing potions?"
"Mhm."
"Good. Here's a few more, a strength and a resistance, and- fuuuuuck. Phil has the healing. Alright, take this walkie-talkie and let me know if you see one coming. I'll be back soon. Snowball, hang in there. You're doing great. Just keep pushing, and don't worry if you see any ink. That's a good sign."
"Mrrow..."
"Alright, you two stay put. I'm gonna find Phil." And with that, they took off again in search of Phil.
Phil nodded, trying to grab the potions in question, they slipped through Phil’s beak and then fell to the ground, shattering, stepping back a bit to place the other items down.
Bibs looked up at Phil, tears nearly running down their face, and they immediately saw Phil's expression and got up. "Wait no, Phil, it wasn't you, I'm sorry-"
"PHIL!" Bibs cried after him, then sighed. They wished they could go after him- but in their mind Olli's kits were more important at the moment. It's fine, it's your fault anyway, you're dangerous, you lash out at least twice a week-
"...Bibs? You copy?"
"Wh- Olli? Is everything alright?"
"Everything is smooth so far, but I saw one coming and so I called you."
"Thanks. I'll be there soon, um... Some stuff happened."
"Alright, we're trying our best. See you soon."
Bibs put away the walkie and flew back to the cabin, trying to ignore the thoughts in their head.
~~~
Overlapping, high-pitched mews filled the cabin above, the five newborns still figuring out what the world is. Bibs sat on their bed in the underground bunker below, head spiraling.
Dangerous.
Worthless.
Unkind.
Evil.
SHUT UP.
GUILT TRIPPER.
I KNOW! I know full well what I am. Now will you stop? Who even are you?
Hm, don't recognize my voice? Don't recognize the voice of the person who killed your best friend?
Okay, get out of my head, Wilson.
Eh, fine, you've suffered enough. Nothing compared to what's gonna become of you when you return.
"...Small argument? Bibs was sleeping when I went to check on them, it must have been more than that- Not now, kiddo, Daddy's not around you! Go say hi to Dad if you want something- Sorry. Kids, am I right? Ben, the runt of the litter, he really likes having me around. Only a few hours old and already super rambunctious. Heh, kinda reminds me of myself." Olli stopped for a moment. "Sorry, still kinda caught up in the whole 'Father' thing. Anyway, what really happened? Actually, hold that thought, let me get you a healing potion and then we can talk about it." He disappeared for a moment, and a bit of commotion could be heard with Olli trying to get around all the kittens.
"...Yes, I know Tucker, I know you want to go back there, but you can't. You look hungry, why not get some milk from Dad? Oreo seems a bit lonely, go say hi to him! ...Alright, I'm back." He set the potion next to Phil and uncorked it for him. "So, what's going on?"
“Uh, bird instincts happened when Bibs told me to come here, then i accidentally dropped one of the healing potions and she got mad…I guess? Spoke in this language I don’t understand.” He looked around.
"Ah... I think I know what you're talking about. Let me see if I can explain." He took a small amount of the ink from himself, revealing a sleek cream-colored fur coat. The ink was placed in front of the two of them as a thin rectangular film, and an image slowly appeared as it moved around.
"When Bibs and I met, nothing like this ever happened. Actually, it couldn't. Until Wilson showed himself. Bendy explained to us that Bibs had this special kind of ink- The white ink they used on you to repair your injured wing- and he wanted to used it to infiltrate every single universe and modify them as he saw fit.
"Now, none of us were gonna give it up willingly, of course, and so we fought. Before that, though, Bendy showed Bibs a pre-made pentagram, and gave them just a random rune so they could get out of there, if things were getting tense.
"None of us had really any advantage- I could barely control my powers, Bibs was still really confused, and Bendy didn't really have a way to protect himself. And eventually..." Olli stopped for a moment, blinking out tears. "Wilson... g-got a hold of B-Bendy a-and... He... K-killed h-him.
"A-and then, Bibs and I r-ran off to the pentagram a-and opened up a p-portal to this world. B-but then Wilson managed to p-put a piece of h-himself in Bibs."
"A-anyway, sometimes that piece finds a moment of weakness, and... h-he takes control. It's not Bibs' fault. Wilson knows full well how to make things worse than they already are." Olli put away the ink, going back to full black. He looked up at Phil. "Any questions?"
"Not your fault. Wilson is Wilson, and no one can change that except him." Olli pawed at the wing joint, which had grabbed his attention for whatever reason.
Olli smiles as best he can (can cats even smile?) and motions for Phil to follow him as he dives down into the entrance, popping up on the other side and shaking the water off his fur.
The cabin, though small, seemed fit for Bibs and Olli while they stayed here. There was Bibs' workstation on the left, a black couch on the right with a Soul Campfire beside it (though the light was blocked by tinted glass), and in front of them a door leading out to a garden behind. Bibs was sitting silently on the couch, wings thoroughly spiked (their equivalent to fluffed up). They munched on a piece of bread as Snowball, a white cat, laid on them as a couple of the kittens, a tuxedo Tom and a white She-kit with black speckles.
A very small black kitten, with a white symbol similar to a horned creature on his chest, crawled over to Olli, mewling excitedly at the presence is smell. Olli sat down next to him as two other cats, a black Tom and white She-kit, awoke from the commotion.
Bibs' attention veered over to Phil again, and they patted the couch, gesturing for him to sit next to them and the family of cats.
"Sorry about my... outburst earlier. Wilson is an absolute asshole. Possesses me, makes me act narcissistic, breaks my stuff, just to drive me insane so I'll give him the white ink. I mean, I get it, it's insanely powerful stuff, but it's gotten worse lately."
A giant crow sat in the middle of the valley, looking around curiously, very fluffy bird.
Bibs and Olli, who were out finding ingredients as usual, were just heading back to their cabin, were walking through the area, and heard the rustling. Olli bounded over to it, with Bibs following behind, and looked around Just before giving up, Bibs spotted the big beady eyes.
"Holy shit, that's a huge crow!" They exclaimed, which grabbed Olli's attention as he swung around. "A huge and fluffy crow. And it smells... familiar. I can't quite put my paw on it."
Suddenly, a loud meow pierced through the cold air, and Olli turned around quickly.
"That's Snowball! MY KITS!! SNOWBALL IS KITTING!!!"
"Uh oh- you'd better get over to the village, fast. Here- take a stick, these numbing potions, and-" Bibs quickly splashed a speed potion on him. "There. Now go, I'll meet up with you in a few minutes."
Olli nodded and sprinted off. Bibs then turned to Phil. "Do you think you can help me carry some stuff? We're gonna need to get a lot of things and I want to make as few trips as possible."
Bibs landed gracefully in the snow, then dove down into the new water entrance (to keep the cabin as clear of natural air as possible, for multiple brewing reasons). They filled up their inventory with a bunch of carpet and some potions plus a few more sticks, then came back up and dropped them next Phil. "Take these and fly north to the nearest village. I'll be with you after I brew up just a few more potions. In the mean time, make sure Snowball is as comfortable as possible." Without another word, they dove back into the cabin.
Phil nodded, taking the items, flying off, he managed to get a couple of ways over, okay- which way did they say to go again-
Phil got distracted not even 5 minutes later, flying south instead of north- and getting distracted by shiny rocks in a forest- needless to say he ain’t going in the right direction. And it will take awhile, hell Bibs could probably beat him to the area.
Bibs finished up the brewing quicker than expected, and had plenty of varying potions at the ready. They brought along some extra materials that they gave Phil, and set off to the the village.
Arriving, they could see Olli right next to the white cat, who was breathing heavily and biting on the stick. The thing the caught their eye, though, is that Phil wasn't there, and there was no trace of him.
"Olli, where's Phil?"
"I haven't seen him, why?"
"...He has some crucial stuff. God dammit." They prepped a small bed of carpet for Snowball and gently lifted him in. Then they turned to Olli again. "Have you given him the numbing potions?"
"Mhm."
"Good. Here's a few more, a strength and a resistance, and- fuuuuuck. Phil has the healing. Alright, take this walkie-talkie and let me know if you see one coming. I'll be back soon. Snowball, hang in there. You're doing great. Just keep pushing, and don't worry if you see any ink. That's a good sign."
"Mrrow..."
"Alright, you two stay put. I'm gonna find Phil." And with that, they took off again in search of Phil.
Phil nodded, trying to grab the potions in question, they slipped through Phil’s beak and then fell to the ground, shattering, stepping back a bit to place the other items down.
Bibs looked up at Phil, tears nearly running down their face, and they immediately saw Phil's expression and got up. "Wait no, Phil, it wasn't you, I'm sorry-"
"PHIL!" Bibs cried after him, then sighed. They wished they could go after him- but in their mind Olli's kits were more important at the moment. It's fine, it's your fault anyway, you're dangerous, you lash out at least twice a week-
"...Bibs? You copy?"
"Wh- Olli? Is everything alright?"
"Everything is smooth so far, but I saw one coming and so I called you."
"Thanks. I'll be there soon, um... Some stuff happened."
"Alright, we're trying our best. See you soon."
Bibs put away the walkie and flew back to the cabin, trying to ignore the thoughts in their head.
~~~
Overlapping, high-pitched mews filled the cabin above, the five newborns still figuring out what the world is. Bibs sat on their bed in the underground bunker below, head spiraling.
Dangerous.
Worthless.
Unkind.
Evil.
SHUT UP.
GUILT TRIPPER.
I KNOW! I know full well what I am. Now will you stop? Who even are you?
Hm, don't recognize my voice? Don't recognize the voice of the person who killed your best friend?
Okay, get out of my head, Wilson.
Eh, fine, you've suffered enough. Nothing compared to what's gonna become of you when you return.
"...Small argument? Bibs was sleeping when I went to check on them, it must have been more than that- Not now, kiddo, Daddy's not around you! Go say hi to Dad if you want something- Sorry. Kids, am I right? Ben, the runt of the litter, he really likes having me around. Only a few hours old and already super rambunctious. Heh, kinda reminds me of myself." Olli stopped for a moment. "Sorry, still kinda caught up in the whole 'Father' thing. Anyway, what really happened? Actually, hold that thought, let me get you a healing potion and then we can talk about it." He disappeared for a moment, and a bit of commotion could be heard with Olli trying to get around all the kittens.
"...Yes, I know Tucker, I know you want to go back there, but you can't. You look hungry, why not get some milk from Dad? Oreo seems a bit lonely, go say hi to him! ...Alright, I'm back." He set the potion next to Phil and uncorked it for him. "So, what's going on?"
“Uh, bird instincts happened when Bibs told me to come here, then i accidentally dropped one of the healing potions and she got mad…I guess? Spoke in this language I don’t understand.” He looked around.
"Ah... I think I know what you're talking about. Let me see if I can explain." He took a small amount of the ink from himself, revealing a sleek cream-colored fur coat. The ink was placed in front of the two of them as a thin rectangular film, and an image slowly appeared as it moved around.
"When Bibs and I met, nothing like this ever happened. Actually, it couldn't. Until Wilson showed himself. Bendy explained to us that Bibs had this special kind of ink- The white ink they used on you to repair your injured wing- and he wanted to used it to infiltrate every single universe and modify them as he saw fit.
"Now, none of us were gonna give it up willingly, of course, and so we fought. Before that, though, Bendy showed Bibs a pre-made pentagram, and gave them just a random rune so they could get out of there, if things were getting tense.
"None of us had really any advantage- I could barely control my powers, Bibs was still really confused, and Bendy didn't really have a way to protect himself. And eventually..." Olli stopped for a moment, blinking out tears. "Wilson... g-got a hold of B-Bendy a-and... He... K-killed h-him.
"A-and then, Bibs and I r-ran off to the pentagram a-and opened up a p-portal to this world. B-but then Wilson managed to p-put a piece of h-himself in Bibs."
"A-anyway, sometimes that piece finds a moment of weakness, and... h-he takes control. It's not Bibs' fault. Wilson knows full well how to make things worse than they already are." Olli put away the ink, going back to full black. He looked up at Phil. "Any questions?"
"Not your fault. Wilson is Wilson, and no one can change that except him." Olli pawed at the wing joint, which had grabbed his attention for whatever reason.
Olli smiles as best he can (can cats even smile?) and motions for Phil to follow him as he dives down into the entrance, popping up on the other side and shaking the water off his fur.
The cabin, though small, seemed fit for Bibs and Olli while they stayed here. There was Bibs' workstation on the left, a black couch on the right with a Soul Campfire beside it (though the light was blocked by tinted glass), and in front of them a door leading out to a garden behind. Bibs was sitting silently on the couch, wings thoroughly spiked (their equivalent to fluffed up). They munched on a piece of bread as Snowball, a white cat, laid on them as a couple of the kittens, a tuxedo Tom and a white She-kit with black speckles.
A very small black kitten, with a white symbol similar to a horned creature on his chest, crawled over to Olli, mewling excitedly at the presence is smell. Olli sat down next to him as two other cats, a black Tom and white She-kit, awoke from the commotion.
Bibs' attention veered over to Phil again, and they patted the couch, gesturing for him to sit next to them and the family of cats.
"Sorry about my... outburst earlier. Wilson is an absolute asshole. Possesses me, makes me act narcissistic, breaks my stuff, just to drive me insane so I'll give him the white ink. I mean, I get it, it's insanely powerful stuff, but it's gotten worse lately."
A giant crow sat in the middle of the valley, looking around curiously, very fluffy bird.
Bibs and Olli, who were out finding ingredients as usual, were just heading back to their cabin, were walking through the area, and heard the rustling. Olli bounded over to it, with Bibs following behind, and looked around Just before giving up, Bibs spotted the big beady eyes.
"Holy shit, that's a huge crow!" They exclaimed, which grabbed Olli's attention as he swung around. "A huge and fluffy crow. And it smells... familiar. I can't quite put my paw on it."
Suddenly, a loud meow pierced through the cold air, and Olli turned around quickly.
"That's Snowball! MY KITS!! SNOWBALL IS KITTING!!!"
"Uh oh- you'd better get over to the village, fast. Here- take a stick, these numbing potions, and-" Bibs quickly splashed a speed potion on him. "There. Now go, I'll meet up with you in a few minutes."
Olli nodded and sprinted off. Bibs then turned to Phil. "Do you think you can help me carry some stuff? We're gonna need to get a lot of things and I want to make as few trips as possible."
Bibs landed gracefully in the snow, then dove down into the new water entrance (to keep the cabin as clear of natural air as possible, for multiple brewing reasons). They filled up their inventory with a bunch of carpet and some potions plus a few more sticks, then came back up and dropped them next Phil. "Take these and fly north to the nearest village. I'll be with you after I brew up just a few more potions. In the mean time, make sure Snowball is as comfortable as possible." Without another word, they dove back into the cabin.
Phil nodded, taking the items, flying off, he managed to get a couple of ways over, okay- which way did they say to go again-
Phil got distracted not even 5 minutes later, flying south instead of north- and getting distracted by shiny rocks in a forest- needless to say he ain’t going in the right direction. And it will take awhile, hell Bibs could probably beat him to the area.
Bibs finished up the brewing quicker than expected, and had plenty of varying potions at the ready. They brought along some extra materials that they gave Phil, and set off to the the village.
Arriving, they could see Olli right next to the white cat, who was breathing heavily and biting on the stick. The thing the caught their eye, though, is that Phil wasn't there, and there was no trace of him.
"Olli, where's Phil?"
"I haven't seen him, why?"
"...He has some crucial stuff. God dammit." They prepped a small bed of carpet for Snowball and gently lifted him in. Then they turned to Olli again. "Have you given him the numbing potions?"
"Mhm."
"Good. Here's a few more, a strength and a resistance, and- fuuuuuck. Phil has the healing. Alright, take this walkie-talkie and let me know if you see one coming. I'll be back soon. Snowball, hang in there. You're doing great. Just keep pushing, and don't worry if you see any ink. That's a good sign."
"Mrrow..."
"Alright, you two stay put. I'm gonna find Phil." And with that, they took off again in search of Phil.
Phil nodded, trying to grab the potions in question, they slipped through Phil’s beak and then fell to the ground, shattering, stepping back a bit to place the other items down.
Bibs looked up at Phil, tears nearly running down their face, and they immediately saw Phil's expression and got up. "Wait no, Phil, it wasn't you, I'm sorry-"
"PHIL!" Bibs cried after him, then sighed. They wished they could go after him- but in their mind Olli's kits were more important at the moment. It's fine, it's your fault anyway, you're dangerous, you lash out at least twice a week-
"...Bibs? You copy?"
"Wh- Olli? Is everything alright?"
"Everything is smooth so far, but I saw one coming and so I called you."
"Thanks. I'll be there soon, um... Some stuff happened."
"Alright, we're trying our best. See you soon."
Bibs put away the walkie and flew back to the cabin, trying to ignore the thoughts in their head.
~~~
Overlapping, high-pitched mews filled the cabin above, the five newborns still figuring out what the world is. Bibs sat on their bed in the underground bunker below, head spiraling.
Dangerous.
Worthless.
Unkind.
Evil.
SHUT UP.
GUILT TRIPPER.
I KNOW! I know full well what I am. Now will you stop? Who even are you?
Hm, don't recognize my voice? Don't recognize the voice of the person who killed your best friend?
Okay, get out of my head, Wilson.
Eh, fine, you've suffered enough. Nothing compared to what's gonna become of you when you return.
"...Small argument? Bibs was sleeping when I went to check on them, it must have been more than that- Not now, kiddo, Daddy's not around you! Go say hi to Dad if you want something- Sorry. Kids, am I right? Ben, the runt of the litter, he really likes having me around. Only a few hours old and already super rambunctious. Heh, kinda reminds me of myself." Olli stopped for a moment. "Sorry, still kinda caught up in the whole 'Father' thing. Anyway, what really happened? Actually, hold that thought, let me get you a healing potion and then we can talk about it." He disappeared for a moment, and a bit of commotion could be heard with Olli trying to get around all the kittens.
"...Yes, I know Tucker, I know you want to go back there, but you can't. You look hungry, why not get some milk from Dad? Oreo seems a bit lonely, go say hi to him! ...Alright, I'm back." He set the potion next to Phil and uncorked it for him. "So, what's going on?"
“Uh, bird instincts happened when Bibs told me to come here, then i accidentally dropped one of the healing potions and she got mad…I guess? Spoke in this language I don’t understand.” He looked around.
"Ah... I think I know what you're talking about. Let me see if I can explain." He took a small amount of the ink from himself, revealing a sleek cream-colored fur coat. The ink was placed in front of the two of them as a thin rectangular film, and an image slowly appeared as it moved around.
"When Bibs and I met, nothing like this ever happened. Actually, it couldn't. Until Wilson showed himself. Bendy explained to us that Bibs had this special kind of ink- The white ink they used on you to repair your injured wing- and he wanted to used it to infiltrate every single universe and modify them as he saw fit.
"Now, none of us were gonna give it up willingly, of course, and so we fought. Before that, though, Bendy showed Bibs a pre-made pentagram, and gave them just a random rune so they could get out of there, if things were getting tense.
"None of us had really any advantage- I could barely control my powers, Bibs was still really confused, and Bendy didn't really have a way to protect himself. And eventually..." Olli stopped for a moment, blinking out tears. "Wilson... g-got a hold of B-Bendy a-and... He... K-killed h-him.
"A-and then, Bibs and I r-ran off to the pentagram a-and opened up a p-portal to this world. B-but then Wilson managed to p-put a piece of h-himself in Bibs."
"A-anyway, sometimes that piece finds a moment of weakness, and... h-he takes control. It's not Bibs' fault. Wilson knows full well how to make things worse than they already are." Olli put away the ink, going back to full black. He looked up at Phil. "Any questions?"
"Not your fault. Wilson is Wilson, and no one can change that except him." Olli pawed at the wing joint, which had grabbed his attention for whatever reason.
Olli smiles as best he can (can cats even smile?) and motions for Phil to follow him as he dives down into the entrance, popping up on the other side and shaking the water off his fur.
The cabin, though small, seemed fit for Bibs and Olli while they stayed here. There was Bibs' workstation on the left, a black couch on the right with a Soul Campfire beside it (though the light was blocked by tinted glass), and in front of them a door leading out to a garden behind. Bibs was sitting silently on the couch, wings thoroughly spiked (their equivalent to fluffed up). They munched on a piece of bread as Snowball, a white cat, laid on them as a couple of the kittens, a tuxedo Tom and a white She-kit with black speckles.
A very small black kitten, with a white symbol similar to a horned creature on his chest, crawled over to Olli, mewling excitedly at the presence is smell. Olli sat down next to him as two other cats, a black Tom and white She-kit, awoke from the commotion.
Bibs' attention veered over to Phil again, and they patted the couch, gesturing for him to sit next to them and the family of cats.
"Sorry about my... outburst earlier. Wilson is an absolute asshole. Possesses me, makes me act narcissistic, breaks my stuff, just to drive me insane so I'll give him the white ink. I mean, I get it, it's insanely powerful stuff, but it's gotten worse lately."
A giant crow sat in the middle of the valley, looking around curiously, very fluffy bird.
Bibs and Olli, who were out finding ingredients as usual, were just heading back to their cabin, were walking through the area, and heard the rustling. Olli bounded over to it, with Bibs following behind, and looked around Just before giving up, Bibs spotted the big beady eyes.
"Holy shit, that's a huge crow!" They exclaimed, which grabbed Olli's attention as he swung around. "A huge and fluffy crow. And it smells... familiar. I can't quite put my paw on it."
Suddenly, a loud meow pierced through the cold air, and Olli turned around quickly.
"That's Snowball! MY KITS!! SNOWBALL IS KITTING!!!"
"Uh oh- you'd better get over to the village, fast. Here- take a stick, these numbing potions, and-" Bibs quickly splashed a speed potion on him. "There. Now go, I'll meet up with you in a few minutes."
Olli nodded and sprinted off. Bibs then turned to Phil. "Do you think you can help me carry some stuff? We're gonna need to get a lot of things and I want to make as few trips as possible."
Bibs landed gracefully in the snow, then dove down into the new water entrance (to keep the cabin as clear of natural air as possible, for multiple brewing reasons). They filled up their inventory with a bunch of carpet and some potions plus a few more sticks, then came back up and dropped them next Phil. "Take these and fly north to the nearest village. I'll be with you after I brew up just a few more potions. In the mean time, make sure Snowball is as comfortable as possible." Without another word, they dove back into the cabin.
Phil nodded, taking the items, flying off, he managed to get a couple of ways over, okay- which way did they say to go again-
Phil got distracted not even 5 minutes later, flying south instead of north- and getting distracted by shiny rocks in a forest- needless to say he ain’t going in the right direction. And it will take awhile, hell Bibs could probably beat him to the area.
Bibs finished up the brewing quicker than expected, and had plenty of varying potions at the ready. They brought along some extra materials that they gave Phil, and set off to the the village.
Arriving, they could see Olli right next to the white cat, who was breathing heavily and biting on the stick. The thing the caught their eye, though, is that Phil wasn't there, and there was no trace of him.
"Olli, where's Phil?"
"I haven't seen him, why?"
"...He has some crucial stuff. God dammit." They prepped a small bed of carpet for Snowball and gently lifted him in. Then they turned to Olli again. "Have you given him the numbing potions?"
"Mhm."
"Good. Here's a few more, a strength and a resistance, and- fuuuuuck. Phil has the healing. Alright, take this walkie-talkie and let me know if you see one coming. I'll be back soon. Snowball, hang in there. You're doing great. Just keep pushing, and don't worry if you see any ink. That's a good sign."
"Mrrow..."
"Alright, you two stay put. I'm gonna find Phil." And with that, they took off again in search of Phil.
Phil nodded, trying to grab the potions in question, they slipped through Phil’s beak and then fell to the ground, shattering, stepping back a bit to place the other items down.
Bibs looked up at Phil, tears nearly running down their face, and they immediately saw Phil's expression and got up. "Wait no, Phil, it wasn't you, I'm sorry-"
"PHIL!" Bibs cried after him, then sighed. They wished they could go after him- but in their mind Olli's kits were more important at the moment. It's fine, it's your fault anyway, you're dangerous, you lash out at least twice a week-
"...Bibs? You copy?"
"Wh- Olli? Is everything alright?"
"Everything is smooth so far, but I saw one coming and so I called you."
"Thanks. I'll be there soon, um... Some stuff happened."
"Alright, we're trying our best. See you soon."
Bibs put away the walkie and flew back to the cabin, trying to ignore the thoughts in their head.
~~~
Overlapping, high-pitched mews filled the cabin above, the five newborns still figuring out what the world is. Bibs sat on their bed in the underground bunker below, head spiraling.
Dangerous.
Worthless.
Unkind.
Evil.
SHUT UP.
GUILT TRIPPER.
I KNOW! I know full well what I am. Now will you stop? Who even are you?
Hm, don't recognize my voice? Don't recognize the voice of the person who killed your best friend?
Okay, get out of my head, Wilson.
Eh, fine, you've suffered enough. Nothing compared to what's gonna become of you when you return.
"...Small argument? Bibs was sleeping when I went to check on them, it must have been more than that- Not now, kiddo, Daddy's not around you! Go say hi to Dad if you want something- Sorry. Kids, am I right? Ben, the runt of the litter, he really likes having me around. Only a few hours old and already super rambunctious. Heh, kinda reminds me of myself." Olli stopped for a moment. "Sorry, still kinda caught up in the whole 'Father' thing. Anyway, what really happened? Actually, hold that thought, let me get you a healing potion and then we can talk about it." He disappeared for a moment, and a bit of commotion could be heard with Olli trying to get around all the kittens.
"...Yes, I know Tucker, I know you want to go back there, but you can't. You look hungry, why not get some milk from Dad? Oreo seems a bit lonely, go say hi to him! ...Alright, I'm back." He set the potion next to Phil and uncorked it for him. "So, what's going on?"
“Uh, bird instincts happened when Bibs told me to come here, then i accidentally dropped one of the healing potions and she got mad…I guess? Spoke in this language I don’t understand.” He looked around.
"Ah... I think I know what you're talking about. Let me see if I can explain." He took a small amount of the ink from himself, revealing a sleek cream-colored fur coat. The ink was placed in front of the two of them as a thin rectangular film, and an image slowly appeared as it moved around.
"When Bibs and I met, nothing like this ever happened. Actually, it couldn't. Until Wilson showed himself. Bendy explained to us that Bibs had this special kind of ink- The white ink they used on you to repair your injured wing- and he wanted to used it to infiltrate every single universe and modify them as he saw fit.
"Now, none of us were gonna give it up willingly, of course, and so we fought. Before that, though, Bendy showed Bibs a pre-made pentagram, and gave them just a random rune so they could get out of there, if things were getting tense.
"None of us had really any advantage- I could barely control my powers, Bibs was still really confused, and Bendy didn't really have a way to protect himself. And eventually..." Olli stopped for a moment, blinking out tears. "Wilson... g-got a hold of B-Bendy a-and... He... K-killed h-him.
"A-and then, Bibs and I r-ran off to the pentagram a-and opened up a p-portal to this world. B-but then Wilson managed to p-put a piece of h-himself in Bibs."
"A-anyway, sometimes that piece finds a moment of weakness, and... h-he takes control. It's not Bibs' fault. Wilson knows full well how to make things worse than they already are." Olli put away the ink, going back to full black. He looked up at Phil. "Any questions?"
"Not your fault. Wilson is Wilson, and no one can change that except him." Olli pawed at the wing joint, which had grabbed his attention for whatever reason.
Olli smiles as best he can (can cats even smile?) and motions for Phil to follow him as he dives down into the entrance, popping up on the other side and shaking the water off his fur.
The cabin, though small, seemed fit for Bibs and Olli while they stayed here. There was Bibs' workstation on the left, a black couch on the right with a Soul Campfire beside it (though the light was blocked by tinted glass), and in front of them a door leading out to a garden behind. Bibs was sitting silently on the couch, wings thoroughly spiked (their equivalent to fluffed up). They munched on a piece of bread as Snowball, a white cat, laid on them as a couple of the kittens, a tuxedo Tom and a white She-kit with black speckles.
A very small black kitten, with a white symbol similar to a horned creature on his chest, crawled over to Olli, mewling excitedly at the presence is smell. Olli sat down next to him as two other cats, a black Tom and white She-kit, awoke from the commotion.
A giant crow sat in the middle of the valley, looking around curiously, very fluffy bird.
Bibs and Olli, who were out finding ingredients as usual, were just heading back to their cabin, were walking through the area, and heard the rustling. Olli bounded over to it, with Bibs following behind, and looked around Just before giving up, Bibs spotted the big beady eyes.
"Holy shit, that's a huge crow!" They exclaimed, which grabbed Olli's attention as he swung around. "A huge and fluffy crow. And it smells... familiar. I can't quite put my paw on it."
Suddenly, a loud meow pierced through the cold air, and Olli turned around quickly.
"That's Snowball! MY KITS!! SNOWBALL IS KITTING!!!"
"Uh oh- you'd better get over to the village, fast. Here- take a stick, these numbing potions, and-" Bibs quickly splashed a speed potion on him. "There. Now go, I'll meet up with you in a few minutes."
Olli nodded and sprinted off. Bibs then turned to Phil. "Do you think you can help me carry some stuff? We're gonna need to get a lot of things and I want to make as few trips as possible."
Bibs landed gracefully in the snow, then dove down into the new water entrance (to keep the cabin as clear of natural air as possible, for multiple brewing reasons). They filled up their inventory with a bunch of carpet and some potions plus a few more sticks, then came back up and dropped them next Phil. "Take these and fly north to the nearest village. I'll be with you after I brew up just a few more potions. In the mean time, make sure Snowball is as comfortable as possible." Without another word, they dove back into the cabin.
Phil nodded, taking the items, flying off, he managed to get a couple of ways over, okay- which way did they say to go again-
Phil got distracted not even 5 minutes later, flying south instead of north- and getting distracted by shiny rocks in a forest- needless to say he ain’t going in the right direction. And it will take awhile, hell Bibs could probably beat him to the area.
Bibs finished up the brewing quicker than expected, and had plenty of varying potions at the ready. They brought along some extra materials that they gave Phil, and set off to the the village.
Arriving, they could see Olli right next to the white cat, who was breathing heavily and biting on the stick. The thing the caught their eye, though, is that Phil wasn't there, and there was no trace of him.
"Olli, where's Phil?"
"I haven't seen him, why?"
"...He has some crucial stuff. God dammit." They prepped a small bed of carpet for Snowball and gently lifted him in. Then they turned to Olli again. "Have you given him the numbing potions?"
"Mhm."
"Good. Here's a few more, a strength and a resistance, and- fuuuuuck. Phil has the healing. Alright, take this walkie-talkie and let me know if you see one coming. I'll be back soon. Snowball, hang in there. You're doing great. Just keep pushing, and don't worry if you see any ink. That's a good sign."
"Mrrow..."
"Alright, you two stay put. I'm gonna find Phil." And with that, they took off again in search of Phil.
Phil nodded, trying to grab the potions in question, they slipped through Phil’s beak and then fell to the ground, shattering, stepping back a bit to place the other items down.
Bibs looked up at Phil, tears nearly running down their face, and they immediately saw Phil's expression and got up. "Wait no, Phil, it wasn't you, I'm sorry-"
"PHIL!" Bibs cried after him, then sighed. They wished they could go after him- but in their mind Olli's kits were more important at the moment. It's fine, it's your fault anyway, you're dangerous, you lash out at least twice a week-
"...Bibs? You copy?"
"Wh- Olli? Is everything alright?"
"Everything is smooth so far, but I saw one coming and so I called you."
"Thanks. I'll be there soon, um... Some stuff happened."
"Alright, we're trying our best. See you soon."
Bibs put away the walkie and flew back to the cabin, trying to ignore the thoughts in their head.
~~~
Overlapping, high-pitched mews filled the cabin above, the five newborns still figuring out what the world is. Bibs sat on their bed in the underground bunker below, head spiraling.
Dangerous.
Worthless.
Unkind.
Evil.
SHUT UP.
GUILT TRIPPER.
I KNOW! I know full well what I am. Now will you stop? Who even are you?
Hm, don't recognize my voice? Don't recognize the voice of the person who killed your best friend?
Okay, get out of my head, Wilson.
Eh, fine, you've suffered enough. Nothing compared to what's gonna become of you when you return.
"...Small argument? Bibs was sleeping when I went to check on them, it must have been more than that- Not now, kiddo, Daddy's not around you! Go say hi to Dad if you want something- Sorry. Kids, am I right? Ben, the runt of the litter, he really likes having me around. Only a few hours old and already super rambunctious. Heh, kinda reminds me of myself." Olli stopped for a moment. "Sorry, still kinda caught up in the whole 'Father' thing. Anyway, what really happened? Actually, hold that thought, let me get you a healing potion and then we can talk about it." He disappeared for a moment, and a bit of commotion could be heard with Olli trying to get around all the kittens.
"...Yes, I know Tucker, I know you want to go back there, but you can't. You look hungry, why not get some milk from Dad? Oreo seems a bit lonely, go say hi to him! ...Alright, I'm back." He set the potion next to Phil and uncorked it for him. "So, what's going on?"
“Uh, bird instincts happened when Bibs told me to come here, then i accidentally dropped one of the healing potions and she got mad…I guess? Spoke in this language I don’t understand.” He looked around.
"Ah... I think I know what you're talking about. Let me see if I can explain." He took a small amount of the ink from himself, revealing a sleek cream-colored fur coat. The ink was placed in front of the two of them as a thin rectangular film, and an image slowly appeared as it moved around.
"When Bibs and I met, nothing like this ever happened. Actually, it couldn't. Until Wilson showed himself. Bendy explained to us that Bibs had this special kind of ink- The white ink they used on you to repair your injured wing- and he wanted to used it to infiltrate every single universe and modify them as he saw fit.
"Now, none of us were gonna give it up willingly, of course, and so we fought. Before that, though, Bendy showed Bibs a pre-made pentagram, and gave them just a random rune so they could get out of there, if things were getting tense.
"None of us had really any advantage- I could barely control my powers, Bibs was still really confused, and Bendy didn't really have a way to protect himself. And eventually..." Olli stopped for a moment, blinking out tears. "Wilson... g-got a hold of B-Bendy a-and... He... K-killed h-him.
"A-and then, Bibs and I r-ran off to the pentagram a-and opened up a p-portal to this world. B-but then Wilson managed to p-put a piece of h-himself in Bibs."
"A-anyway, sometimes that piece finds a moment of weakness, and... h-he takes control. It's not Bibs' fault. Wilson knows full well how to make things worse than they already are." Olli put away the ink, going back to full black. He looked up at Phil. "Any questions?"
"Not your fault. Wilson is Wilson, and no one can change that except him." Olli pawed at the wing joint, which had grabbed his attention for whatever reason.
Olli smiles as best he can (can cats even smile?) and motions for Phil to follow him as he dives down into the entrance, popping up on the other side and shaking the water off his fur.
The cabin, though small, seemed fit for Bibs and Olli while they stayed here. There was Bibs' workstation on the left, a black couch on the right with a Soul Campfire beside it (though the light was blocked by tinted glass), and in front of them a door leading out to a garden behind. Bibs was sitting silently on the couch, wings thoroughly spiked (their equivalent to fluffed up). They munched on a piece of bread as Snowball, a white cat, laid on them as a couple of the kittens, a tuxedo Tom and a white She-kit with black speckles.
A very small black kitten, with a white symbol similar to a horned creature on his chest, crawled over to Olli, mewling excitedly at the presence is smell. Olli sat down next to him as two other cats, a black Tom and white She-kit, awoke from the commotion.
A giant crow sat in the middle of the valley, looking around curiously, very fluffy bird.
Bibs and Olli, who were out finding ingredients as usual, were just heading back to their cabin, were walking through the area, and heard the rustling. Olli bounded over to it, with Bibs following behind, and looked around Just before giving up, Bibs spotted the big beady eyes.
"Holy shit, that's a huge crow!" They exclaimed, which grabbed Olli's attention as he swung around. "A huge and fluffy crow. And it smells... familiar. I can't quite put my paw on it."
Suddenly, a loud meow pierced through the cold air, and Olli turned around quickly.
"That's Snowball! MY KITS!! SNOWBALL IS KITTING!!!"
"Uh oh- you'd better get over to the village, fast. Here- take a stick, these numbing potions, and-" Bibs quickly splashed a speed potion on him. "There. Now go, I'll meet up with you in a few minutes."
Olli nodded and sprinted off. Bibs then turned to Phil. "Do you think you can help me carry some stuff? We're gonna need to get a lot of things and I want to make as few trips as possible."
Bibs landed gracefully in the snow, then dove down into the new water entrance (to keep the cabin as clear of natural air as possible, for multiple brewing reasons). They filled up their inventory with a bunch of carpet and some potions plus a few more sticks, then came back up and dropped them next Phil. "Take these and fly north to the nearest village. I'll be with you after I brew up just a few more potions. In the mean time, make sure Snowball is as comfortable as possible." Without another word, they dove back into the cabin.
Phil nodded, taking the items, flying off, he managed to get a couple of ways over, okay- which way did they say to go again-
Phil got distracted not even 5 minutes later, flying south instead of north- and getting distracted by shiny rocks in a forest- needless to say he ain’t going in the right direction. And it will take awhile, hell Bibs could probably beat him to the area.
Bibs finished up the brewing quicker than expected, and had plenty of varying potions at the ready. They brought along some extra materials that they gave Phil, and set off to the the village.
Arriving, they could see Olli right next to the white cat, who was breathing heavily and biting on the stick. The thing the caught their eye, though, is that Phil wasn't there, and there was no trace of him.
"Olli, where's Phil?"
"I haven't seen him, why?"
"...He has some crucial stuff. God dammit." They prepped a small bed of carpet for Snowball and gently lifted him in. Then they turned to Olli again. "Have you given him the numbing potions?"
"Mhm."
"Good. Here's a few more, a strength and a resistance, and- fuuuuuck. Phil has the healing. Alright, take this walkie-talkie and let me know if you see one coming. I'll be back soon. Snowball, hang in there. You're doing great. Just keep pushing, and don't worry if you see any ink. That's a good sign."
"Mrrow..."
"Alright, you two stay put. I'm gonna find Phil." And with that, they took off again in search of Phil.
Phil nodded, trying to grab the potions in question, they slipped through Phil’s beak and then fell to the ground, shattering, stepping back a bit to place the other items down.
Bibs looked up at Phil, tears nearly running down their face, and they immediately saw Phil's expression and got up. "Wait no, Phil, it wasn't you, I'm sorry-"
"PHIL!" Bibs cried after him, then sighed. They wished they could go after him- but in their mind Olli's kits were more important at the moment. It's fine, it's your fault anyway, you're dangerous, you lash out at least twice a week-
"...Bibs? You copy?"
"Wh- Olli? Is everything alright?"
"Everything is smooth so far, but I saw one coming and so I called you."
"Thanks. I'll be there soon, um... Some stuff happened."
"Alright, we're trying our best. See you soon."
Bibs put away the walkie and flew back to the cabin, trying to ignore the thoughts in their head.
~~~
Overlapping, high-pitched mews filled the cabin above, the five newborns still figuring out what the world is. Bibs sat on their bed in the underground bunker below, head spiraling.
Dangerous.
Worthless.
Unkind.
Evil.
SHUT UP.
GUILT TRIPPER.
I KNOW! I know full well what I am. Now will you stop? Who even are you?
Hm, don't recognize my voice? Don't recognize the voice of the person who killed your best friend?
Okay, get out of my head, Wilson.
Eh, fine, you've suffered enough. Nothing compared to what's gonna become of you when you return.
"...Small argument? Bibs was sleeping when I went to check on them, it must have been more than that- Not now, kiddo, Daddy's not around you! Go say hi to Dad if you want something- Sorry. Kids, am I right? Ben, the runt of the litter, he really likes having me around. Only a few hours old and already super rambunctious. Heh, kinda reminds me of myself." Olli stopped for a moment. "Sorry, still kinda caught up in the whole 'Father' thing. Anyway, what really happened? Actually, hold that thought, let me get you a healing potion and then we can talk about it." He disappeared for a moment, and a bit of commotion could be heard with Olli trying to get around all the kittens.
"...Yes, I know Tucker, I know you want to go back there, but you can't. You look hungry, why not get some milk from Dad? Oreo seems a bit lonely, go say hi to him! ...Alright, I'm back." He set the potion next to Phil and uncorked it for him. "So, what's going on?"
“Uh, bird instincts happened when Bibs told me to come here, then i accidentally dropped one of the healing potions and she got mad…I guess? Spoke in this language I don’t understand.” He looked around.
"Ah... I think I know what you're talking about. Let me see if I can explain." He took a small amount of the ink from himself, revealing a sleek cream-colored fur coat. The ink was placed in front of the two of them as a thin rectangular film, and an image slowly appeared as it moved around.
"When Bibs and I met, nothing like this ever happened. Actually, it couldn't. Until Wilson showed himself. Bendy explained to us that Bibs had this special kind of ink- The white ink they used on you to repair your injured wing- and he wanted to used it to infiltrate every single universe and modify them as he saw fit.
"Now, none of us were gonna give it up willingly, of course, and so we fought. Before that, though, Bendy showed Bibs a pre-made pentagram, and gave them just a random rune so they could get out of there, if things were getting tense.
"None of us had really any advantage- I could barely control my powers, Bibs was still really confused, and Bendy didn't really have a way to protect himself. And eventually..." Olli stopped for a moment, blinking out tears. "Wilson... g-got a hold of B-Bendy a-and... He... K-killed h-him.
"A-and then, Bibs and I r-ran off to the pentagram a-and opened up a p-portal to this world. B-but then Wilson managed to p-put a piece of h-himself in Bibs."
"A-anyway, sometimes that piece finds a moment of weakness, and... h-he takes control. It's not Bibs' fault. Wilson knows full well how to make things worse than they already are." Olli put away the ink, going back to full black. He looked up at Phil. "Any questions?"
"Not your fault. Wilson is Wilson, and no one can change that except him." Olli pawed at the wing joint, which had grabbed his attention for whatever reason.
A giant crow sat in the middle of the valley, looking around curiously, very fluffy bird.
Bibs and Olli, who were out finding ingredients as usual, were just heading back to their cabin, were walking through the area, and heard the rustling. Olli bounded over to it, with Bibs following behind, and looked around Just before giving up, Bibs spotted the big beady eyes.
"Holy shit, that's a huge crow!" They exclaimed, which grabbed Olli's attention as he swung around. "A huge and fluffy crow. And it smells... familiar. I can't quite put my paw on it."
Suddenly, a loud meow pierced through the cold air, and Olli turned around quickly.
"That's Snowball! MY KITS!! SNOWBALL IS KITTING!!!"
"Uh oh- you'd better get over to the village, fast. Here- take a stick, these numbing potions, and-" Bibs quickly splashed a speed potion on him. "There. Now go, I'll meet up with you in a few minutes."
Olli nodded and sprinted off. Bibs then turned to Phil. "Do you think you can help me carry some stuff? We're gonna need to get a lot of things and I want to make as few trips as possible."
Bibs landed gracefully in the snow, then dove down into the new water entrance (to keep the cabin as clear of natural air as possible, for multiple brewing reasons). They filled up their inventory with a bunch of carpet and some potions plus a few more sticks, then came back up and dropped them next Phil. "Take these and fly north to the nearest village. I'll be with you after I brew up just a few more potions. In the mean time, make sure Snowball is as comfortable as possible." Without another word, they dove back into the cabin.
Phil nodded, taking the items, flying off, he managed to get a couple of ways over, okay- which way did they say to go again-
Phil got distracted not even 5 minutes later, flying south instead of north- and getting distracted by shiny rocks in a forest- needless to say he ain’t going in the right direction. And it will take awhile, hell Bibs could probably beat him to the area.
Bibs finished up the brewing quicker than expected, and had plenty of varying potions at the ready. They brought along some extra materials that they gave Phil, and set off to the the village.
Arriving, they could see Olli right next to the white cat, who was breathing heavily and biting on the stick. The thing the caught their eye, though, is that Phil wasn't there, and there was no trace of him.
"Olli, where's Phil?"
"I haven't seen him, why?"
"...He has some crucial stuff. God dammit." They prepped a small bed of carpet for Snowball and gently lifted him in. Then they turned to Olli again. "Have you given him the numbing potions?"
"Mhm."
"Good. Here's a few more, a strength and a resistance, and- fuuuuuck. Phil has the healing. Alright, take this walkie-talkie and let me know if you see one coming. I'll be back soon. Snowball, hang in there. You're doing great. Just keep pushing, and don't worry if you see any ink. That's a good sign."
"Mrrow..."
"Alright, you two stay put. I'm gonna find Phil." And with that, they took off again in search of Phil.
Phil nodded, trying to grab the potions in question, they slipped through Phil’s beak and then fell to the ground, shattering, stepping back a bit to place the other items down.
Bibs looked up at Phil, tears nearly running down their face, and they immediately saw Phil's expression and got up. "Wait no, Phil, it wasn't you, I'm sorry-"
"PHIL!" Bibs cried after him, then sighed. They wished they could go after him- but in their mind Olli's kits were more important at the moment. It's fine, it's your fault anyway, you're dangerous, you lash out at least twice a week-
"...Bibs? You copy?"
"Wh- Olli? Is everything alright?"
"Everything is smooth so far, but I saw one coming and so I called you."
"Thanks. I'll be there soon, um... Some stuff happened."
"Alright, we're trying our best. See you soon."
Bibs put away the walkie and flew back to the cabin, trying to ignore the thoughts in their head.
~~~
Overlapping, high-pitched mews filled the cabin above, the five newborns still figuring out what the world is. Bibs sat on their bed in the underground bunker below, head spiraling.
Dangerous.
Worthless.
Unkind.
Evil.
SHUT UP.
GUILT TRIPPER.
I KNOW! I know full well what I am. Now will you stop? Who even are you?
Hm, don't recognize my voice? Don't recognize the voice of the person who killed your best friend?
Okay, get out of my head, Wilson.
Eh, fine, you've suffered enough. Nothing compared to what's gonna become of you when you return.
"...Small argument? Bibs was sleeping when I went to check on them, it must have been more than that- Not now, kiddo, Daddy's not around you! Go say hi to Dad if you want something- Sorry. Kids, am I right? Ben, the runt of the litter, he really likes having me around. Only a few hours old and already super rambunctious. Heh, kinda reminds me of myself." Olli stopped for a moment. "Sorry, still kinda caught up in the whole 'Father' thing. Anyway, what really happened? Actually, hold that thought, let me get you a healing potion and then we can talk about it." He disappeared for a moment, and a bit of commotion could be heard with Olli trying to get around all the kittens.
"...Yes, I know Tucker, I know you want to go back there, but you can't. You look hungry, why not get some milk from Dad? Oreo seems a bit lonely, go say hi to him! ...Alright, I'm back." He set the potion next to Phil and uncorked it for him. "So, what's going on?"
“Uh, bird instincts happened when Bibs told me to come here, then i accidentally dropped one of the healing potions and she got mad…I guess? Spoke in this language I don’t understand.” He looked around.
"Ah... I think I know what you're talking about. Let me see if I can explain." He took a small amount of the ink from himself, revealing a sleek cream-colored fur coat. The ink was placed in front of the two of them as a thin rectangular film, and an image slowly appeared as it moved around.
"When Bibs and I met, nothing like this ever happened. Actually, it couldn't. Until Wilson showed himself. Bendy explained to us that Bibs had this special kind of ink- The white ink they used on you to repair your injured wing- and he wanted to used it to infiltrate every single universe and modify them as he saw fit.
"Now, none of us were gonna give it up willingly, of course, and so we fought. Before that, though, Bendy showed Bibs a pre-made pentagram, and gave them just a random rune so they could get out of there, if things were getting tense.
"None of us had really any advantage- I could barely control my powers, Bibs was still really confused, and Bendy didn't really have a way to protect himself. And eventually..." Olli stopped for a moment, blinking out tears. "Wilson... g-got a hold of B-Bendy a-and... He... K-killed h-him.
"A-and then, Bibs and I r-ran off to the pentagram a-and opened up a p-portal to this world. B-but then Wilson managed to p-put a piece of h-himself in Bibs."
"A-anyway, sometimes that piece finds a moment of weakness, and... h-he takes control. It's not Bibs' fault. Wilson knows full well how to make things worse than they already are." Olli put away the ink, going back to full black. He looked up at Phil. "Any questions?"
"Not your fault. Wilson is Wilson, and no one can change that except him." Olli pawed at the wing joint, which had grabbed his attention for whatever reason.
A giant crow sat in the middle of the valley, looking around curiously, very fluffy bird.
Bibs and Olli, who were out finding ingredients as usual, were just heading back to their cabin, were walking through the area, and heard the rustling. Olli bounded over to it, with Bibs following behind, and looked around Just before giving up, Bibs spotted the big beady eyes.
"Holy shit, that's a huge crow!" They exclaimed, which grabbed Olli's attention as he swung around. "A huge and fluffy crow. And it smells... familiar. I can't quite put my paw on it."
Suddenly, a loud meow pierced through the cold air, and Olli turned around quickly.
"That's Snowball! MY KITS!! SNOWBALL IS KITTING!!!"
"Uh oh- you'd better get over to the village, fast. Here- take a stick, these numbing potions, and-" Bibs quickly splashed a speed potion on him. "There. Now go, I'll meet up with you in a few minutes."
Olli nodded and sprinted off. Bibs then turned to Phil. "Do you think you can help me carry some stuff? We're gonna need to get a lot of things and I want to make as few trips as possible."
Bibs landed gracefully in the snow, then dove down into the new water entrance (to keep the cabin as clear of natural air as possible, for multiple brewing reasons). They filled up their inventory with a bunch of carpet and some potions plus a few more sticks, then came back up and dropped them next Phil. "Take these and fly north to the nearest village. I'll be with you after I brew up just a few more potions. In the mean time, make sure Snowball is as comfortable as possible." Without another word, they dove back into the cabin.
Phil nodded, taking the items, flying off, he managed to get a couple of ways over, okay- which way did they say to go again-
Phil got distracted not even 5 minutes later, flying south instead of north- and getting distracted by shiny rocks in a forest- needless to say he ain’t going in the right direction. And it will take awhile, hell Bibs could probably beat him to the area.
Bibs finished up the brewing quicker than expected, and had plenty of varying potions at the ready. They brought along some extra materials that they gave Phil, and set off to the the village.
Arriving, they could see Olli right next to the white cat, who was breathing heavily and biting on the stick. The thing the caught their eye, though, is that Phil wasn't there, and there was no trace of him.
"Olli, where's Phil?"
"I haven't seen him, why?"
"...He has some crucial stuff. God dammit." They prepped a small bed of carpet for Snowball and gently lifted him in. Then they turned to Olli again. "Have you given him the numbing potions?"
"Mhm."
"Good. Here's a few more, a strength and a resistance, and- fuuuuuck. Phil has the healing. Alright, take this walkie-talkie and let me know if you see one coming. I'll be back soon. Snowball, hang in there. You're doing great. Just keep pushing, and don't worry if you see any ink. That's a good sign."
"Mrrow..."
"Alright, you two stay put. I'm gonna find Phil." And with that, they took off again in search of Phil.
Phil nodded, trying to grab the potions in question, they slipped through Phil’s beak and then fell to the ground, shattering, stepping back a bit to place the other items down.
Bibs looked up at Phil, tears nearly running down their face, and they immediately saw Phil's expression and got up. "Wait no, Phil, it wasn't you, I'm sorry-"
"PHIL!" Bibs cried after him, then sighed. They wished they could go after him- but in their mind Olli's kits were more important at the moment. It's fine, it's your fault anyway, you're dangerous, you lash out at least twice a week-
"...Bibs? You copy?"
"Wh- Olli? Is everything alright?"
"Everything is smooth so far, but I saw one coming and so I called you."
"Thanks. I'll be there soon, um... Some stuff happened."
"Alright, we're trying our best. See you soon."
Bibs put away the walkie and flew back to the cabin, trying to ignore the thoughts in their head.
~~~
Overlapping, high-pitched mews filled the cabin above, the five newborns still figuring out what the world is. Bibs sat on their bed in the underground bunker below, head spiraling.
Dangerous.
Worthless.
Unkind.
Evil.
SHUT UP.
GUILT TRIPPER.
I KNOW! I know full well what I am. Now will you stop? Who even are you?
Hm, don't recognize my voice? Don't recognize the voice of the person who killed your best friend?
Okay, get out of my head, Wilson.
Eh, fine, you've suffered enough. Nothing compared to what's gonna become of you when you return.
"...Small argument? Bibs was sleeping when I went to check on them, it must have been more than that- Not now, kiddo, Daddy's not around you! Go say hi to Dad if you want something- Sorry. Kids, am I right? Ben, the runt of the litter, he really likes having me around. Only a few hours old and already super rambunctious. Heh, kinda reminds me of myself." Olli stopped for a moment. "Sorry, still kinda caught up in the whole 'Father' thing. Anyway, what really happened? Actually, hold that thought, let me get you a healing potion and then we can talk about it." He disappeared for a moment, and a bit of commotion could be heard with Olli trying to get around all the kittens.
"...Yes, I know Tucker, I know you want to go back there, but you can't. You look hungry, why not get some milk from Dad? Oreo seems a bit lonely, go say hi to him! ...Alright, I'm back." He set the potion next to Phil and uncorked it for him. "So, what's going on?"
“Uh, bird instincts happened when Bibs told me to come here, then i accidentally dropped one of the healing potions and she got mad…I guess? Spoke in this language I don’t understand.” He looked around.
"Ah... I think I know what you're talking about. Let me see if I can explain." He took a small amount of the ink from himself, revealing a sleek cream-colored fur coat. The ink was placed in front of the two of them as a thin rectangular film, and an image slowly appeared as it moved around.
"When Bibs and I met, nothing like this ever happened. Actually, it couldn't. Until Wilson showed himself. Bendy explained to us that Bibs had this special kind of ink- The white ink they used on you to repair your injured wing- and he wanted to used it to infiltrate every single universe and modify them as he saw fit.
"Now, none of us were gonna give it up willingly, of course, and so we fought. Before that, though, Bendy showed Bibs a pre-made pentagram, and gave them just a random rune so they could get out of there, if things were getting tense.
"None of us had really any advantage- I could barely control my powers, Bibs was still really confused, and Bendy didn't really have a way to protect himself. And eventually..." Olli stopped for a moment, blinking out tears. "Wilson... g-got a hold of B-Bendy a-and... He... K-killed h-him.
"A-and then, Bibs and I r-ran off to the pentagram a-and opened up a p-portal to this world. B-but then Wilson managed to p-put a piece of h-himself in Bibs."
"A-anyway, sometimes that piece finds a moment of weakness, and... h-he takes control. It's not Bibs' fault. Wilson knows full well how to make things worse than they already are." Olli put away the ink, going back to full black. He looked up at Phil. "Any questions?"
A giant crow sat in the middle of the valley, looking around curiously, very fluffy bird.
Bibs and Olli, who were out finding ingredients as usual, were just heading back to their cabin, were walking through the area, and heard the rustling. Olli bounded over to it, with Bibs following behind, and looked around Just before giving up, Bibs spotted the big beady eyes.
"Holy shit, that's a huge crow!" They exclaimed, which grabbed Olli's attention as he swung around. "A huge and fluffy crow. And it smells... familiar. I can't quite put my paw on it."
Suddenly, a loud meow pierced through the cold air, and Olli turned around quickly.
"That's Snowball! MY KITS!! SNOWBALL IS KITTING!!!"
"Uh oh- you'd better get over to the village, fast. Here- take a stick, these numbing potions, and-" Bibs quickly splashed a speed potion on him. "There. Now go, I'll meet up with you in a few minutes."
Olli nodded and sprinted off. Bibs then turned to Phil. "Do you think you can help me carry some stuff? We're gonna need to get a lot of things and I want to make as few trips as possible."
Bibs landed gracefully in the snow, then dove down into the new water entrance (to keep the cabin as clear of natural air as possible, for multiple brewing reasons). They filled up their inventory with a bunch of carpet and some potions plus a few more sticks, then came back up and dropped them next Phil. "Take these and fly north to the nearest village. I'll be with you after I brew up just a few more potions. In the mean time, make sure Snowball is as comfortable as possible." Without another word, they dove back into the cabin.
Phil nodded, taking the items, flying off, he managed to get a couple of ways over, okay- which way did they say to go again-
Phil got distracted not even 5 minutes later, flying south instead of north- and getting distracted by shiny rocks in a forest- needless to say he ain’t going in the right direction. And it will take awhile, hell Bibs could probably beat him to the area.
Bibs finished up the brewing quicker than expected, and had plenty of varying potions at the ready. They brought along some extra materials that they gave Phil, and set off to the the village.
Arriving, they could see Olli right next to the white cat, who was breathing heavily and biting on the stick. The thing the caught their eye, though, is that Phil wasn't there, and there was no trace of him.
"Olli, where's Phil?"
"I haven't seen him, why?"
"...He has some crucial stuff. God dammit." They prepped a small bed of carpet for Snowball and gently lifted him in. Then they turned to Olli again. "Have you given him the numbing potions?"
"Mhm."
"Good. Here's a few more, a strength and a resistance, and- fuuuuuck. Phil has the healing. Alright, take this walkie-talkie and let me know if you see one coming. I'll be back soon. Snowball, hang in there. You're doing great. Just keep pushing, and don't worry if you see any ink. That's a good sign."
"Mrrow..."
"Alright, you two stay put. I'm gonna find Phil." And with that, they took off again in search of Phil.
Phil nodded, trying to grab the potions in question, they slipped through Phil’s beak and then fell to the ground, shattering, stepping back a bit to place the other items down.
Bibs looked up at Phil, tears nearly running down their face, and they immediately saw Phil's expression and got up. "Wait no, Phil, it wasn't you, I'm sorry-"
"PHIL!" Bibs cried after him, then sighed. They wished they could go after him- but in their mind Olli's kits were more important at the moment. It's fine, it's your fault anyway, you're dangerous, you lash out at least twice a week-
"...Bibs? You copy?"
"Wh- Olli? Is everything alright?"
"Everything is smooth so far, but I saw one coming and so I called you."
"Thanks. I'll be there soon, um... Some stuff happened."
"Alright, we're trying our best. See you soon."
Bibs put away the walkie and flew back to the cabin, trying to ignore the thoughts in their head.
~~~
Overlapping, high-pitched mews filled the cabin above, the five newborns still figuring out what the world is. Bibs sat on their bed in the underground bunker below, head spiraling.
Dangerous.
Worthless.
Unkind.
Evil.
SHUT UP.
GUILT TRIPPER.
I KNOW! I know full well what I am. Now will you stop? Who even are you?
Hm, don't recognize my voice? Don't recognize the voice of the person who killed your best friend?
Okay, get out of my head, Wilson.
Eh, fine, you've suffered enough. Nothing compared to what's gonna become of you when you return.
"...Small argument? Bibs was sleeping when I went to check on them, it must have been more than that- Not now, kiddo, Daddy's not around you! Go say hi to Dad if you want something- Sorry. Kids, am I right? Ben, the runt of the litter, he really likes having me around. Only a few hours old and already super rambunctious. Heh, kinda reminds me of myself." Olli stopped for a moment. "Sorry, still kinda caught up in the whole 'Father' thing. Anyway, what really happened? Actually, hold that thought, let me get you a healing potion and then we can talk about it." He disappeared for a moment, and a bit of commotion could be heard with Olli trying to get around all the kittens.
"...Yes, I know Tucker, I know you want to go back there, but you can't. You look hungry, why not get some milk from Dad? Oreo seems a bit lonely, go say hi to him! ...Alright, I'm back." He set the potion next to Phil and uncorked it for him. "So, what's going on?"
“Uh, bird instincts happened when Bibs told me to come here, then i accidentally dropped one of the healing potions and she got mad…I guess? Spoke in this language I don’t understand.” He looked around.
"Ah... I think I know what you're talking about. Let me see if I can explain." He took a small amount of the ink from himself, revealing a sleek cream-colored fur coat. The ink was placed in front of the two of them as a thin rectangular film, and an image slowly appeared as it moved around.
"When Bibs and I met, nothing like this ever happened. Actually, it couldn't. Until Wilson showed himself. Bendy explained to us that Bibs had this special kind of ink- The white ink they used on you to repair your injured wing- and he wanted to used it to infiltrate every single universe and modify them as he saw fit.
"Now, none of us were gonna give it up willingly, of course, and so we fought. Before that, though, Bendy showed Bibs a pre-made pentagram, and gave them just a random rune so they could get out of there, if things were getting tense.
"None of us had really any advantage- I could barely control my powers, Bibs was still really confused, and Bendy didn't really have a way to protect himself. And eventually..." Olli stopped for a moment, blinking out tears. "Wilson... g-got a hold of B-Bendy a-and... He... K-killed h-him.
"A-and then, Bibs and I r-ran off to the pentagram a-and opened up a p-portal to this world. B-but then Wilson managed to p-put a piece of h-himself in Bibs."
"A-anyway, sometimes that piece finds a moment of weakness, and... h-he takes control. It's not Bibs' fault. Wilson knows full well how to make things worse than they already are." Olli put away the ink, going back to full black. He looked up at Phil. "Any questions?"
A giant crow sat in the middle of the valley, looking around curiously, very fluffy bird.
Bibs and Olli, who were out finding ingredients as usual, were just heading back to their cabin, were walking through the area, and heard the rustling. Olli bounded over to it, with Bibs following behind, and looked around Just before giving up, Bibs spotted the big beady eyes.
"Holy shit, that's a huge crow!" They exclaimed, which grabbed Olli's attention as he swung around. "A huge and fluffy crow. And it smells... familiar. I can't quite put my paw on it."
Suddenly, a loud meow pierced through the cold air, and Olli turned around quickly.
"That's Snowball! MY KITS!! SNOWBALL IS KITTING!!!"
"Uh oh- you'd better get over to the village, fast. Here- take a stick, these numbing potions, and-" Bibs quickly splashed a speed potion on him. "There. Now go, I'll meet up with you in a few minutes."
Olli nodded and sprinted off. Bibs then turned to Phil. "Do you think you can help me carry some stuff? We're gonna need to get a lot of things and I want to make as few trips as possible."
Bibs landed gracefully in the snow, then dove down into the new water entrance (to keep the cabin as clear of natural air as possible, for multiple brewing reasons). They filled up their inventory with a bunch of carpet and some potions plus a few more sticks, then came back up and dropped them next Phil. "Take these and fly north to the nearest village. I'll be with you after I brew up just a few more potions. In the mean time, make sure Snowball is as comfortable as possible." Without another word, they dove back into the cabin.
Phil nodded, taking the items, flying off, he managed to get a couple of ways over, okay- which way did they say to go again-
Phil got distracted not even 5 minutes later, flying south instead of north- and getting distracted by shiny rocks in a forest- needless to say he ain’t going in the right direction. And it will take awhile, hell Bibs could probably beat him to the area.
Bibs finished up the brewing quicker than expected, and had plenty of varying potions at the ready. They brought along some extra materials that they gave Phil, and set off to the the village.
Arriving, they could see Olli right next to the white cat, who was breathing heavily and biting on the stick. The thing the caught their eye, though, is that Phil wasn't there, and there was no trace of him.
"Olli, where's Phil?"
"I haven't seen him, why?"
"...He has some crucial stuff. God dammit." They prepped a small bed of carpet for Snowball and gently lifted him in. Then they turned to Olli again. "Have you given him the numbing potions?"
"Mhm."
"Good. Here's a few more, a strength and a resistance, and- fuuuuuck. Phil has the healing. Alright, take this walkie-talkie and let me know if you see one coming. I'll be back soon. Snowball, hang in there. You're doing great. Just keep pushing, and don't worry if you see any ink. That's a good sign."
"Mrrow..."
"Alright, you two stay put. I'm gonna find Phil." And with that, they took off again in search of Phil.
Phil nodded, trying to grab the potions in question, they slipped through Phil’s beak and then fell to the ground, shattering, stepping back a bit to place the other items down.
Bibs looked up at Phil, tears nearly running down their face, and they immediately saw Phil's expression and got up. "Wait no, Phil, it wasn't you, I'm sorry-"
"PHIL!" Bibs cried after him, then sighed. They wished they could go after him- but in their mind Olli's kits were more important at the moment. It's fine, it's your fault anyway, you're dangerous, you lash out at least twice a week-
"...Bibs? You copy?"
"Wh- Olli? Is everything alright?"
"Everything is smooth so far, but I saw one coming and so I called you."
"Thanks. I'll be there soon, um... Some stuff happened."
"Alright, we're trying our best. See you soon."
Bibs put away the walkie and flew back to the cabin, trying to ignore the thoughts in their head.
~~~
Overlapping, high-pitched mews filled the cabin above, the five newborns still figuring out what the world is. Bibs sat on their bed in the underground bunker below, head spiraling.
Dangerous.
Worthless.
Unkind.
Evil.
SHUT UP.
GUILT TRIPPER.
I KNOW! I know full well what I am. Now will you stop? Who even are you?
Hm, don't recognize my voice? Don't recognize the voice of the person who killed your best friend?
Okay, get out of my head, Wilson.
Eh, fine, you've suffered enough. Nothing compared to what's gonna become of you when you return.
"...Small argument? Bibs was sleeping when I went to check on them, it must have been more than that- Not now, kiddo, Daddy's not around you! Go say hi to Dad if you want something- Sorry. Kids, am I right? Ben, the runt of the litter, he really likes having me around. Only a few hours old and already super rambunctious. Heh, kinda reminds me of myself." Olli stopped for a moment. "Sorry, still kinda caught up in the whole 'Father' thing. Anyway, what really happened? Actually, hold that thought, let me get you a healing potion and then we can talk about it." He disappeared for a moment, and a bit of commotion could be heard with Olli trying to get around all the kittens.
"...Yes, I know Tucker, I know you want to go back there, but you can't. You look hungry, why not get some milk from Dad? Oreo seems a bit lonely, go say hi to him! ...Alright, I'm back." He set the potion next to Phil and uncorked it for him. "So, what's going on?"
A giant crow sat in the middle of the valley, looking around curiously, very fluffy bird.
Bibs and Olli, who were out finding ingredients as usual, were just heading back to their cabin, were walking through the area, and heard the rustling. Olli bounded over to it, with Bibs following behind, and looked around Just before giving up, Bibs spotted the big beady eyes.
"Holy shit, that's a huge crow!" They exclaimed, which grabbed Olli's attention as he swung around. "A huge and fluffy crow. And it smells... familiar. I can't quite put my paw on it."
Suddenly, a loud meow pierced through the cold air, and Olli turned around quickly.
"That's Snowball! MY KITS!! SNOWBALL IS KITTING!!!"
"Uh oh- you'd better get over to the village, fast. Here- take a stick, these numbing potions, and-" Bibs quickly splashed a speed potion on him. "There. Now go, I'll meet up with you in a few minutes."
Olli nodded and sprinted off. Bibs then turned to Phil. "Do you think you can help me carry some stuff? We're gonna need to get a lot of things and I want to make as few trips as possible."
Bibs landed gracefully in the snow, then dove down into the new water entrance (to keep the cabin as clear of natural air as possible, for multiple brewing reasons). They filled up their inventory with a bunch of carpet and some potions plus a few more sticks, then came back up and dropped them next Phil. "Take these and fly north to the nearest village. I'll be with you after I brew up just a few more potions. In the mean time, make sure Snowball is as comfortable as possible." Without another word, they dove back into the cabin.
Phil nodded, taking the items, flying off, he managed to get a couple of ways over, okay- which way did they say to go again-
Phil got distracted not even 5 minutes later, flying south instead of north- and getting distracted by shiny rocks in a forest- needless to say he ain’t going in the right direction. And it will take awhile, hell Bibs could probably beat him to the area.
Bibs finished up the brewing quicker than expected, and had plenty of varying potions at the ready. They brought along some extra materials that they gave Phil, and set off to the the village.
Arriving, they could see Olli right next to the white cat, who was breathing heavily and biting on the stick. The thing the caught their eye, though, is that Phil wasn't there, and there was no trace of him.
"Olli, where's Phil?"
"I haven't seen him, why?"
"...He has some crucial stuff. God dammit." They prepped a small bed of carpet for Snowball and gently lifted him in. Then they turned to Olli again. "Have you given him the numbing potions?"
"Mhm."
"Good. Here's a few more, a strength and a resistance, and- fuuuuuck. Phil has the healing. Alright, take this walkie-talkie and let me know if you see one coming. I'll be back soon. Snowball, hang in there. You're doing great. Just keep pushing, and don't worry if you see any ink. That's a good sign."
"Mrrow..."
"Alright, you two stay put. I'm gonna find Phil." And with that, they took off again in search of Phil.
Phil nodded, trying to grab the potions in question, they slipped through Phil’s beak and then fell to the ground, shattering, stepping back a bit to place the other items down.
Bibs looked up at Phil, tears nearly running down their face, and they immediately saw Phil's expression and got up. "Wait no, Phil, it wasn't you, I'm sorry-"
"PHIL!" Bibs cried after him, then sighed. They wished they could go after him- but in their mind Olli's kits were more important at the moment. It's fine, it's your fault anyway, you're dangerous, you lash out at least twice a week-
"...Bibs? You copy?"
"Wh- Olli? Is everything alright?"
"Everything is smooth so far, but I saw one coming and so I called you."
"Thanks. I'll be there soon, um... Some stuff happened."
"Alright, we're trying our best. See you soon."
Bibs put away the walkie and flew back to the cabin, trying to ignore the thoughts in their head.
~~~
Overlapping, high-pitched mews filled the cabin above, the five newborns still figuring out what the world is. Bibs sat on their bed in the underground bunker below, head spiraling.
Dangerous.
Worthless.
Unkind.
Evil.
SHUT UP.
GUILT TRIPPER.
I KNOW! I know full well what I am. Now will you stop? Who even are you?
Hm, don't recognize my voice? Don't recognize the voice of the person who killed your best friend?
Okay, get out of my head, Wilson.
Eh, fine, you've suffered enough. Nothing compared to what's gonna become of you when you return.
A giant crow sat in the middle of the valley, looking around curiously, very fluffy bird.
Bibs and Olli, who were out finding ingredients as usual, were just heading back to their cabin, were walking through the area, and heard the rustling. Olli bounded over to it, with Bibs following behind, and looked around Just before giving up, Bibs spotted the big beady eyes.
"Holy shit, that's a huge crow!" They exclaimed, which grabbed Olli's attention as he swung around. "A huge and fluffy crow. And it smells... familiar. I can't quite put my paw on it."
Suddenly, a loud meow pierced through the cold air, and Olli turned around quickly.
"That's Snowball! MY KITS!! SNOWBALL IS KITTING!!!"
"Uh oh- you'd better get over to the village, fast. Here- take a stick, these numbing potions, and-" Bibs quickly splashed a speed potion on him. "There. Now go, I'll meet up with you in a few minutes."
Olli nodded and sprinted off. Bibs then turned to Phil. "Do you think you can help me carry some stuff? We're gonna need to get a lot of things and I want to make as few trips as possible."
Bibs landed gracefully in the snow, then dove down into the new water entrance (to keep the cabin as clear of natural air as possible, for multiple brewing reasons). They filled up their inventory with a bunch of carpet and some potions plus a few more sticks, then came back up and dropped them next Phil. "Take these and fly north to the nearest village. I'll be with you after I brew up just a few more potions. In the mean time, make sure Snowball is as comfortable as possible." Without another word, they dove back into the cabin.
Phil nodded, taking the items, flying off, he managed to get a couple of ways over, okay- which way did they say to go again-
Phil got distracted not even 5 minutes later, flying south instead of north- and getting distracted by shiny rocks in a forest- needless to say he ain’t going in the right direction. And it will take awhile, hell Bibs could probably beat him to the area.
Bibs finished up the brewing quicker than expected, and had plenty of varying potions at the ready. They brought along some extra materials that they gave Phil, and set off to the the village.
Arriving, they could see Olli right next to the white cat, who was breathing heavily and biting on the stick. The thing the caught their eye, though, is that Phil wasn't there, and there was no trace of him.
"Olli, where's Phil?"
"I haven't seen him, why?"
"...He has some crucial stuff. God dammit." They prepped a small bed of carpet for Snowball and gently lifted him in. Then they turned to Olli again. "Have you given him the numbing potions?"
"Mhm."
"Good. Here's a few more, a strength and a resistance, and- fuuuuuck. Phil has the healing. Alright, take this walkie-talkie and let me know if you see one coming. I'll be back soon. Snowball, hang in there. You're doing great. Just keep pushing, and don't worry if you see any ink. That's a good sign."
"Mrrow..."
"Alright, you two stay put. I'm gonna find Phil." And with that, they took off again in search of Phil.
Phil nodded, trying to grab the potions in question, they slipped through Phil’s beak and then fell to the ground, shattering, stepping back a bit to place the other items down.
Bibs looked up at Phil, tears nearly running down their face, and they immediately saw Phil's expression and got up. "Wait no, Phil, it wasn't you, I'm sorry-"
"PHIL!" Bibs cried after him, then sighed. They wished they could go after him- but in their mind Olli's kits were more important at the moment. It's fine, it's your fault anyway, you're dangerous, you lash out at least twice a week-
"...Bibs? You copy?"
"Wh- Olli? Is everything alright?"
"Everything is smooth so far, but I saw one coming and so I called you."
"Thanks. I'll be there soon, um... Some stuff happened."
"Alright, we're trying our best. See you soon."
Bibs put away the walkie and flew back to the cabin, trying to ignore the thoughts in their head.
~~~
Overlapping, high-pitched mews filled the cabin above, the five newborns still figuring out what the world is. Bibs sat on their bed in the underground bunker below, head spiraling.
Dangerous.
Worthless.
Unkind.
Evil.
SHUT UP.
GUILT TRIPPER.
I KNOW! I know full well what I am. Now will you stop? Who even are you?
Hm, don't recognize my voice? Don't recognize the voice of the person who killed your best friend?
Okay, get out of my head, Wilson.
Eh, fine, you've suffered enough. Nothing compared to what's gonna become of you when you return.
A giant crow sat in the middle of the valley, looking around curiously, very fluffy bird.
Bibs and Olli, who were out finding ingredients as usual, were just heading back to their cabin, were walking through the area, and heard the rustling. Olli bounded over to it, with Bibs following behind, and looked around Just before giving up, Bibs spotted the big beady eyes.
"Holy shit, that's a huge crow!" They exclaimed, which grabbed Olli's attention as he swung around. "A huge and fluffy crow. And it smells... familiar. I can't quite put my paw on it."
Suddenly, a loud meow pierced through the cold air, and Olli turned around quickly.
"That's Snowball! MY KITS!! SNOWBALL IS KITTING!!!"
"Uh oh- you'd better get over to the village, fast. Here- take a stick, these numbing potions, and-" Bibs quickly splashed a speed potion on him. "There. Now go, I'll meet up with you in a few minutes."
Olli nodded and sprinted off. Bibs then turned to Phil. "Do you think you can help me carry some stuff? We're gonna need to get a lot of things and I want to make as few trips as possible."
Bibs landed gracefully in the snow, then dove down into the new water entrance (to keep the cabin as clear of natural air as possible, for multiple brewing reasons). They filled up their inventory with a bunch of carpet and some potions plus a few more sticks, then came back up and dropped them next Phil. "Take these and fly north to the nearest village. I'll be with you after I brew up just a few more potions. In the mean time, make sure Snowball is as comfortable as possible." Without another word, they dove back into the cabin.
Phil nodded, taking the items, flying off, he managed to get a couple of ways over, okay- which way did they say to go again-
Phil got distracted not even 5 minutes later, flying south instead of north- and getting distracted by shiny rocks in a forest- needless to say he ain’t going in the right direction. And it will take awhile, hell Bibs could probably beat him to the area.
Bibs finished up the brewing quicker than expected, and had plenty of varying potions at the ready. They brought along some extra materials that they gave Phil, and set off to the the village.
Arriving, they could see Olli right next to the white cat, who was breathing heavily and biting on the stick. The thing the caught their eye, though, is that Phil wasn't there, and there was no trace of him.
"Olli, where's Phil?"
"I haven't seen him, why?"
"...He has some crucial stuff. God dammit." They prepped a small bed of carpet for Snowball and gently lifted him in. Then they turned to Olli again. "Have you given him the numbing potions?"
"Mhm."
"Good. Here's a few more, a strength and a resistance, and- fuuuuuck. Phil has the healing. Alright, take this walkie-talkie and let me know if you see one coming. I'll be back soon. Snowball, hang in there. You're doing great. Just keep pushing, and don't worry if you see any ink. That's a good sign."
"Mrrow..."
"Alright, you two stay put. I'm gonna find Phil." And with that, they took off again in search of Phil.
Phil nodded, trying to grab the potions in question, they slipped through Phil’s beak and then fell to the ground, shattering, stepping back a bit to place the other items down.
Bibs looked up at Phil, tears nearly running down their face, and they immediately saw Phil's expression and got up. "Wait no, Phil, it wasn't you, I'm sorry-"
A giant crow sat in the middle of the valley, looking around curiously, very fluffy bird.
Bibs and Olli, who were out finding ingredients as usual, were just heading back to their cabin, were walking through the area, and heard the rustling. Olli bounded over to it, with Bibs following behind, and looked around Just before giving up, Bibs spotted the big beady eyes.
"Holy shit, that's a huge crow!" They exclaimed, which grabbed Olli's attention as he swung around. "A huge and fluffy crow. And it smells... familiar. I can't quite put my paw on it."
Suddenly, a loud meow pierced through the cold air, and Olli turned around quickly.
"That's Snowball! MY KITS!! SNOWBALL IS KITTING!!!"
"Uh oh- you'd better get over to the village, fast. Here- take a stick, these numbing potions, and-" Bibs quickly splashed a speed potion on him. "There. Now go, I'll meet up with you in a few minutes."
Olli nodded and sprinted off. Bibs then turned to Phil. "Do you think you can help me carry some stuff? We're gonna need to get a lot of things and I want to make as few trips as possible."
Bibs landed gracefully in the snow, then dove down into the new water entrance (to keep the cabin as clear of natural air as possible, for multiple brewing reasons). They filled up their inventory with a bunch of carpet and some potions plus a few more sticks, then came back up and dropped them next Phil. "Take these and fly north to the nearest village. I'll be with you after I brew up just a few more potions. In the mean time, make sure Snowball is as comfortable as possible." Without another word, they dove back into the cabin.
Phil nodded, taking the items, flying off, he managed to get a couple of ways over, okay- which way did they say to go again-
Phil got distracted not even 5 minutes later, flying south instead of north- and getting distracted by shiny rocks in a forest- needless to say he ain’t going in the right direction. And it will take awhile, hell Bibs could probably beat him to the area.
Bibs finished up the brewing quicker than expected, and had plenty of varying potions at the ready. They brought along some extra materials that they gave Phil, and set off to the the village.
Arriving, they could see Olli right next to the white cat, who was breathing heavily and biting on the stick. The thing the caught their eye, though, is that Phil wasn't there, and there was no trace of him.
"Olli, where's Phil?"
"I haven't seen him, why?"
"...He has some crucial stuff. God dammit." They prepped a small bed of carpet for Snowball and gently lifted him in. Then they turned to Olli again. "Have you given him the numbing potions?"
"Mhm."
"Good. Here's a few more, a strength and a resistance, and- fuuuuuck. Phil has the healing. Alright, take this walkie-talkie and let me know if you see one coming. I'll be back soon. Snowball, hang in there. You're doing great. Just keep pushing, and don't worry if you see any ink. That's a good sign."
"Mrrow..."
"Alright, you two stay put. I'm gonna find Phil." And with that, they took off again in search of Phil.
Phil nodded, trying to grab the potions in question, they slipped through Phil’s beak and then fell to the ground, shattering, stepping back a bit to place the other items down.
A giant crow sat in the middle of the valley, looking around curiously, very fluffy bird.
Bibs and Olli, who were out finding ingredients as usual, were just heading back to their cabin, were walking through the area, and heard the rustling. Olli bounded over to it, with Bibs following behind, and looked around Just before giving up, Bibs spotted the big beady eyes.
"Holy shit, that's a huge crow!" They exclaimed, which grabbed Olli's attention as he swung around. "A huge and fluffy crow. And it smells... familiar. I can't quite put my paw on it."
Suddenly, a loud meow pierced through the cold air, and Olli turned around quickly.
"That's Snowball! MY KITS!! SNOWBALL IS KITTING!!!"
"Uh oh- you'd better get over to the village, fast. Here- take a stick, these numbing potions, and-" Bibs quickly splashed a speed potion on him. "There. Now go, I'll meet up with you in a few minutes."
Olli nodded and sprinted off. Bibs then turned to Phil. "Do you think you can help me carry some stuff? We're gonna need to get a lot of things and I want to make as few trips as possible."
Bibs landed gracefully in the snow, then dove down into the new water entrance (to keep the cabin as clear of natural air as possible, for multiple brewing reasons). They filled up their inventory with a bunch of carpet and some potions plus a few more sticks, then came back up and dropped them next Phil. "Take these and fly north to the nearest village. I'll be with you after I brew up just a few more potions. In the mean time, make sure Snowball is as comfortable as possible." Without another word, they dove back into the cabin.
Phil nodded, taking the items, flying off, he managed to get a couple of ways over, okay- which way did they say to go again-
Phil got distracted not even 5 minutes later, flying south instead of north- and getting distracted by shiny rocks in a forest- needless to say he ain’t going in the right direction. And it will take awhile, hell Bibs could probably beat him to the area.
Bibs finished up the brewing quicker than expected, and had plenty of varying potions at the ready. They brought along some extra materials that they gave Phil, and set off to the the village.
Arriving, they could see Olli right next to the white cat, who was breathing heavily and biting on the stick. The thing the caught their eye, though, is that Phil wasn't there, and there was no trace of him.
"Olli, where's Phil?"
"I haven't seen him, why?"
"...He has some crucial stuff. God dammit." They prepped a small bed of carpet for Snowball and gently lifted him in. Then they turned to Olli again. "Have you given him the numbing potions?"
"Mhm."
"Good. Here's a few more, a strength and a resistance, and- fuuuuuck. Phil has the healing. Alright, take this walkie-talkie and let me know if you see one coming. I'll be back soon. Snowball, hang in there. You're doing great. Just keep pushing, and don't worry if you see any ink. That's a good sign."
"Mrrow..."
"Alright, you two stay put. I'm gonna find Phil." And with that, they took off again in search of Phil.
A giant crow sat in the middle of the valley, looking around curiously, very fluffy bird.
Bibs and Olli, who were out finding ingredients as usual, were just heading back to their cabin, were walking through the area, and heard the rustling. Olli bounded over to it, with Bibs following behind, and looked around Just before giving up, Bibs spotted the big beady eyes.
"Holy shit, that's a huge crow!" They exclaimed, which grabbed Olli's attention as he swung around. "A huge and fluffy crow. And it smells... familiar. I can't quite put my paw on it."
Suddenly, a loud meow pierced through the cold air, and Olli turned around quickly.
"That's Snowball! MY KITS!! SNOWBALL IS KITTING!!!"
"Uh oh- you'd better get over to the village, fast. Here- take a stick, these numbing potions, and-" Bibs quickly splashed a speed potion on him. "There. Now go, I'll meet up with you in a few minutes."
Olli nodded and sprinted off. Bibs then turned to Phil. "Do you think you can help me carry some stuff? We're gonna need to get a lot of things and I want to make as few trips as possible."
Bibs landed gracefully in the snow, then dove down into the new water entrance (to keep the cabin as clear of natural air as possible, for multiple brewing reasons). They filled up their inventory with a bunch of carpet and some potions plus a few more sticks, then came back up and dropped them next Phil. "Take these and fly north to the nearest village. I'll be with you after I brew up just a few more potions. In the mean time, make sure Snowball is as comfortable as possible." Without another word, they dove back into the cabin.
Phil nodded, taking the items, flying off, he managed to get a couple of ways over, okay- which way did they say to go again-
Phil got distracted not even 5 minutes later, flying south instead of north- and getting distracted by shiny rocks in a forest- needless to say he ain’t going in the right direction. And it will take awhile, hell Bibs could probably beat him to the area.
Bibs finished up the brewing quicker than expected, and had plenty of varying potions at the ready. They brought along some extra materials that they gave Phil, and set off to the the village.
Arriving, they could see Olli right next to the white cat, who was breathing heavily and biting on the stick. The thing the caught their eye, though, is that Phil wasn't there, and there was no trace of him.
"Olli, where's Phil?"
"I haven't seen him, why?"
"...He has some crucial stuff. God dammit." They prepped a small bed of carpet for Snowball and gently lifted him in. Then they turned to Olli again. "Have you given him the numbing potions?"
"Mhm."
"Good. Here's a few more, a strength and a resistance, and- fuuuuuck. Phil has the healing. Alright, take this walkie-talkie and let me know if you see one coming. I'll be back soon. Snowball, hang in there. You're doing great. Just keep pushing, and don't worry if you see any ink. That's a good sign."
"Mrrow..."
"Alright, you two stay put. I'm gonna find Phil." And with that, they took off again in search of Phil.
