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Hello you little creatures that are lurking in my walls- I've come baring more silly vore stuff for Iron Lung! I'm still so ill about this movie and the characters in it, so here is some more rambles/ideas!
Uhhh, warning for vore(both soft/safe vore and hard/digestion are mentioned!)/Iron Lung spoilers wooooo!
So, I briefly touched on Simon being a hesitant but protective once in the flow of it pred in the last little ramble I did. So, we're gonna switch gears with this one!
I imagine he'd be such an unwilling prey...At first. Here me out.
After the Filament Station incident, he's blamed for the death 62 people. With that many deaths attached to your name I imagine you stop trying to fight and clear said name after a while, and that's what I imagine happens with Simon. He's a prisoner, stuck with a nickname that haunts him and serves as a reminder of why he's behind bars, surviving amongst dying humans in a dying universe lit by the ghost light of dead stars. So, as a result of all that, I like to think he struggles big time with being vulnerable to anyone; either before the events of the movie or after in an alt timeline where he survives the horrors somehow (let's be honest...We all want that-) His struggle to be vulnerable is something we kinda see already shown in the movie given his situation/the way he talked to Elli and Ava.
Now...Imagine he was bunked with another convict and sent down in the SM-13 with said convict, so he isn't alone and has company. Whether he and this convict have history is left up to your imagination. Stuff happens, he's tiny now. Not wanting him to get thrown around whenever whatever is outside decides to nudge the ship, or they manage to somehow hit something in general, the other convict eats Simon...And he doesn't go down willingly.
He'd be confused and scared from just being in the other convict's hands alone. His life is, quite literally, in their hands now. The way they are handling him is so foreign to him, he isn't quite sure how to properly feel. However, once he's brought up to their jaws and forced inside, he'd break into a full-blown panic and fight to escape.
He'd fight the whole process. At least the first few times it happens. Struggling, kicking, squirming. You name it. The first time it's out of pure fear/unknowing of what'll happen once he reaches the stomach. Is this his karma for what he did whether it truly was his fault or not? Was this the universe's way of putting him out of his misery while also giving a fighting chance to another unfortunate soul like him? How long would he be able to hold out? Was it going to be a painful process being digested? Perhaps it should be just to really rub it in and make him suffer for his crimes...
By the time he's swallowed, he's burnt through most of his energy. So, once he's going down, his limp body being squeezed and kneaded down by strong, suffocating walls made of flesh and muscle, and reaches his destination, he's accepted his fate and for the first time in a while he completely breaks down into tears.
I imagine things could play out two different ways. For those who enjoy safe/soft vore, I'll start with that! If this post does well, I'll touch on hard vore/digestion in another post just so this one isn't too long!!
Safe/soft route
Once Simon reaches the stomach, he's overwhelmed. The humid, warm, wet, dark, and constantly shifting environment immediately makes him extremely nausea, puts him on edge, and he wants out...Desperately. He's unsure which is worse. The creaking, groaning, and threatening to cave in on itself hull that is/was the Iron Lung, or the dark, suffocating, unnaturally shifting, and very much alive stomach that's encasing him; trapping him like a caged bird with its wings clipped.
The noises aren't helping him either. The wet squelches, churns, and deep, ominous growls of the organ serve to taunt him over his current position. He has no power here. No say in what happens. If he's digested, there is nothing he can do to fight against it. All he can really do is...Well, accept it.
However, after a good 10-20 minutes or so, Simon would be confused to find himself still alive. There is no burning pain, there is no sizzling of acids...He's...Alive.
Rightfully, he's confused. Surely he should be dead by now, right? At the very least, he should start feeling some sort of pain...Right?
Thinking it's futile, he tries to call to his fellow convict, only to be baffled that he can actually be heard where he's at. After a bit of conversation, he learns the reasons behind having been devoured. It was done purely to keep him safe. With him in their stomach, if they are thrown around, at least he wouldn't be thrown against metal walls and pipes but instead against plush, fleshy walls that would break the impact. On top of that, they would know exactly where he is and he can take some time to just...Steady himself, given he probably did about half of the work seen in the movie.
He's...At a loss for words at first...Immediately he thinks it's a trick, but when the Convict assures him it's not and they tell him they've heard the stories about him and the Filament station, Simon finally just...Let's go.
His tired, aching body yearns to rest...So much so he goes nearly limp in the stomach once he has confirmation he's safe; the 'floor' under him moving to perfectly cradle his frame. The sounds the organ produces act as a white noise; muting out the sounds of the hull just beyond the layers of flesh...It's so hard to believe that after such a horrible thing that happened at the Filament station, an incident that EVERYONE blamed him for...One soul cares for him. One soul is sheltering him in the most intimate of spaces...One soul is showing him a mercy no one, not even Eden, would show him. Not in this dying universe. Mercy was a rarity. Freedom an illusion, and hope was a dying concept...But here? In the depths of a fellow Convict's stomach...? It's like he found all three all at once...
From that point going forward, he'd grow to secretly really like being nommed...However, it HAS to be with people he knows and trusts. If you're some rando and try to nom him, you'll likely just end up with a horrible stomach ache due to his struggles. He'd also instinctively fight back when he's in one's maw and throat; unable to help it due to it being a natural fight or flight response for him. He's been on high alert his whole life, cut him some slack- Being nommed and whatnot isn't exactly normal where they come from-
Uhhhhh, yeah! There are my rambles for now! I have plenty of more for Simon, alongside Ava, Jack, and David! Heck, maybe I even have some stuff for the Elli...Who knows! If this does well, I'll drop some more!!
Anywho, I did not proofread this, I'm tired, and I'mma vanish now BYEEEEE
like obviously Titty Scene style potential of course but like also Eldrich Horror Consuming Somebody potential and the Fear and Dread and shit and also look at the way the fucking eel grabbed the other submarine and AAAAAA
Vore rambles ahead...Lowkey, I need to get this out cuz I'm going insane over Iron Lung...
Simon would be such a gentle pred I thinks...Given what we see in the movie and how he even apologizes to objects at times...Bro, he is giving a gentle/hesitant but protective once he's in the flow of it pred vibes I'm telling you-
I have more in my lil head of mine but this is the start of it...I need to find my people...
TW: Soft and SFW Vore, hurt/comfort, fluff, minor angst, Lost Love, accidental angst, and comfort vore.
WC: 3,189
Here we are! I knowww that this isn't super Random-Reader friendly, but it's pretty sweet I think! All we're doing here is some comfort vore with Monolith, a Fankid of Vee and one of my friend's OCs, Nova. There is also a mention of one of my Fankid OCs by the name of Angelo, he's an advent calendar.
I may do more OC-core stories set in a Dandy's World au, but we'll see how it goes x] for those that read this! I hope ya enjoy :3
And this is for you, Nova, from your Secret Santa, ME! >:D (This is kind of a sequel to The Best of Her btw)
Vee placed the last purple ornament atop the pile beside the Christmas Tree. The task was finally complete. She stepped back, and gave her work an approving nod. It had taken a while, but she had finally finished sorting all of the ornaments by color. “Bobette, I finished.” She called up, plainly to the Bauble who was high up on a ladder, stringing up some lights around the tree. “Oh- hooray!” Bobette cheered as she finished wrapping them around the top area. It would only take a second before the Holiday Main made her way down the ladder and back to Vee. They’d been at work at this all morning, although morning was a little generous for the time they were out. The sun still wasn’t up yet. Vee looked to the side, and was surprised to see Mono still awake. She’d come out with Vee to help Bobette, but had eventually fallen to the curse of laziness and was now just writing a letter to her friends. She was on her third… no, fourth page now and Vee wondered what she could possibly be writing about. It made her smile, though. She didn’t know where she’d be right now without the Mains’ support. Mono had as of late taken to hoarding her friends like Nova had once hoarded ‘treasures’, and Vee was always glad to see her old lover in her… even if she had to remind Mono that her friends had families to get back to. Bobette would put a hand on Vee’s shoulder, and affectionately squeeze. “Well! Thank you kindly for all of the help! It was nice to find you out so early.” She said gratefully, smiling widely. “Of course. I do not require sleep; it was not a big deal.” Vee explained, almost forgetting to smile softly in tandem. “But of course! Now, I think this calls for some Hot Cocoa, we’ve worked hard enough after all, right Monolith?” Bobette asked, hands on her knees as she looked over at Mono who sat with her back against the wall. Vee blinked, and waited for Bobette to remember. Monolith meanwhile, grinned and scrambled to get to standing before neatly shuffling her papers and folding them up to stick in a storage compartment. “Yes!! I’d love some cocoa!” She’d say right beside the two. She had grown so much. “That’s the spirit! Miss Ginger may have even made cookies for us too! She told me by the time I was done she probably would have woken up by then to start.” Bobette exclaimed, beckoning the two to follow.
Vee ‘cleared her throat’ and looked at Bobette pointedly. “Oh… I know, Vee- I was talking to Mono primarily hehe… but I thought y’know maybe it’d be nice for you to come along-” “It’s fine, Bobette. You don’t have to recover from that. You two can go on ahead, I can get the prop gifts out of storage in the meanwhile.” She assured, in a way that she thought was pretty comforting. Bobette’s smile was apologetic, and she’d give Vee one big hug. Whether or not she had been talking to Mono or had forgotten about Vee’s Issue was anyone’s guess, but it was clear what Vee thought. Mono frowned, and went along with Bobette. “I’ll be back soon to help you, mum!” She assured, calling back as the two went on to the kitchen just down the hall through a set of double doors. Vee was suddenly alone. She looked up at the tree, standing strong yet starless. She felt a strange sense of kinship with this tree, and a show when its lead calls out sick. They were all without their star. She needed to tell Mono one of these days, about Nova. It was the responsible thing to do, and yet it was hard. Vee could be logical about it, but something on the emotional end of things prevented her from sharing. She sat there, screen buffering as she ran the simulation. Ever since Monolith had gone on her first run, Vee had been running through the different scenarios of how she could tell Mono about her other mother. She had tried every emotion, anger, sorrow, joy, love, and even unorthodox ones like fear or annoyance to predict how Mono would receive her message. She was good at predicting things generally, but when it came to emotions, she never could. She didn’t know exactly how long she stood there, but after checking her internal clock it came around eighteen minutes. She was taken out of her thoughts by Mono’s paw on her shoulder. “Ma, you okay?” She asked, head tilted thoughtfully. Vee turned her head, and smiled. “Yes, I’m doing fine. Why aren’t you with Bobette?” She asked, unable to distract herself any longer from the feelings. “Oh, I was! But… I wanted to come check on you, y’know?” She said, standing next to Vee as the two admired the tree together now. “That is funny, I should be the one checking on you. How is your arm?” “Mom… it’s been months, it’s fine.” The two chuckled a bit, and stood in silence once more. Vee was thinking about broaching the subject now, but Mono was, of course, thinking about something completely different. The two spoke at the same time, just the vague beginnings of a sentence. Mono sheepishly smiled, and Vee blankly nodded. “You can go first, Ma-” “No, it was nothing. Please, speak my Monolith.” She urged, antenna flicking a bit as she waited.
“Well… okay, I was thinking; you’re not feeling so great because you can’t drink Hot Cocoa and stuff, right?” Mono began, seemingly a bit nervous. Vee blinked. “Yes, I suppose that is part of it-” “Yes, great- well- not great- but I had an idea to give you that opportunity! If you wanted.” Vee tilted her head, tail flowing through the air as her gears were turning. “How so?” She asked with a raised eyebrow. “Yes… well, I was practicing this for a friend but- I suppose now would be a great time to test!” Monolith held one paw out, open with the palm up, and a small orb of ichor would appear. It was floating initially, but as Mono focused it would envelop her hand entirely; it then moved up her arm, covering the entirety in ichor, then it covered her torso, then both arms, then the legs, and her neck, until it covered her entire being. She essentially looked like an ichor statue in the shape of a dragon. Vee blinked, surprised at this development. She knew exactly what Mono was doing, and was surprised that she had figured it out. She must have had help, but from who? The ichor around her body would suddenly glow bright white, and break like a bubble popping to reveal Monolith, now transformed. Her usual green glow was replaced with a glowing white, and the greys of the metals on her body changed to a deep brown; three ‘marshmallows’ were arranged carefully around her right ear, part of one of them was pierced by the tip of the ear, and overall it was just a casual festive design with some peppermint accents here and there. “I um, designed it myself, or at least partially designed myself, for a friend. Promised them I’d let them nom me because I’d been kindaaaa targeting him lately. Can’t really blame me though because like- um- sorry I’m getting off topic. The point is- if you’d like, I can be your hot cocoa!” She exclaimed, arms held out excitedly as Vee just watched. “Sorry- that was kind of cringy-” Vee’s screen stuttered a bit as she mildly burst into stifled laughter. “No, no, Mono- it was great.” She assured, showing supremely more emotion than usual. It had not been what Vee was expecting, but that only made the laughter more genuine and made her feel good.
She looked away for a moment, before looking back to Mono who was admiring her new form. “I think I’ll call it- Hot Chocolith! That’s a good one, I’ll need to keep note of that-” Vee smiled assuringly. “Yes, that is quite nice, but… I must admit I’m not particularly in a nomfing mood at the moment.” Vee spoke as apologetically as she could. Internally, Vee felt an immense surprise at the actual thing she was feeling for. Initially, Monolith’s ears drooped, but she quickly bounced back. “That’s okay!” The transformation would revert her back to normal by way of her body suddenly glowing white, and then going fully ichor black, before fading quickly back to normal Monolith; this all happened in about three seconds or so. “That- that skin change took a lot out of me anyway, maintaining it and allat. How do y’all do it??” Mono questioned, stretching out a bit as they caught their breath. “First of all, it’s ‘you all,’ Berry Boy’s rubbing off on you, secondly, it takes practice and I can help you with that, and finally, who even taught you how?” She asked at the end, Mono rolling her digital eyes at the first thing, nodding at the second, and wincing at the third. “Now fourthly,” Vee began, hands on her hips, “why do you have that face on?” Monolith’s tail curled around her legs and her ears flicked. Nervous. “Donnnn’t be mad or anything-” “Why would I be mad?” “Well…” Mono scratched behind her head as she answered. “Uncle Dandy helped me- which! Was something he offered and I didn’t want to say no to- and before you ask!” She continued, cutting off Vee as she opened her mouth. “I couldn’t go to you because I wanted to surprise you as well as Angelo, and I didn’t go to someone like Uncle Sprout because Uncle Dandy was right there and available and you know he never turns me down on anything for some reason and he was also the oldest Toon so I also figured he was the most experienced so- yeah!” She rambled for a moment, and Vee didn’t do anything to interrupt her. Vee just watched and listened, with a blank face but that was just her resting face so Mono was used to it.
“Are you finished?” Vee asked, head tilted with an amused look in her eye. “Um, yeah, yeah I think that covers the bases.” Mono had a look on her face that suggested that she expected Vee to list more reasons she hadn’t thought of for why she should have gone to literally anyone else but Uncle Dandy, but such a list never came. Instead, only a chuckle arose. “It’s alright, Precious Girl. You and Dandy are close, that’s alright.” Vee assured, much to Mono’s relief. “Though… he doesn’t change very often, I’d be willing to show you how to do it, but if you’d like to optimize your transformation I know some Toons that are quite proficient. It’s an interesting ability that we have; Dandy discovered it when we Mains were watching older episodes produced with a more vintage art style for our characters and- I apologize.” Vee finished with a cut off, realizing that she had begun to infodump. Mono snickered a bit, and lightly pushed her Mom’s arm. “You don’t have to worry about me, I can handle a little rambling.” Mono assured as the two fell into silence once again. “Um… anyhow-” “Actually, there is something I’d like. If you don’t mind.” Vee asked, looking away for a moment as Mono nodded happily. “Of course! Anything, Ma.” Vee held her tail in one hand, and fidgeted with the mic in the other. “I don’t normally ask for this kind of thing…” Vee began, feeling cold on the inside. There wasn’t anything about today that made her desire warmth; Bobette meant well afterall, but… Vee supposed it was just one of those days, heightened by the anxiety of potentially coming clean about Mono actually having two parents. It was always going to have to happen someday, especially since she seemed old enough now. Talking about it again after all this time with someone else might be what could take away that dull coldness that encased her mostly-electronic heart.
Or maybe she was being dramatic. Brightney gave her a lot of books that weren’t informational to distract her all those years ago, and she had a feeling some that she’d finally gotten around to reading made her inner monologue’s vocabulary a little… abnormally built.
Mono simply nodded along, head tilted as the two shifted to sitting on the stairs as they conversed in front of the Christmas Tree. “Would you mind… being the one to nomf me this time? I don’t usually partake in that role but it seems… nice. Or would seem nice for this time.” Vee finished, tone clear and even, but with the faintest hint of nerves. Mono’s eyes widened, “Oh- wait,” and she’d pull something out of a side compartment of hers. It was a small vial filled with a pinkish-orange liquid. “Astro gave this to me a long while ago… in case you ever asked this.” She explained, smiling softly as she offered. “Said you’d know what to do with it.” Vee nodded, and accepted it with a strange look on her face. “I remember when this sort of concoction was first made… for the first time I got nommed; your Uncle Astro made it for me.” Vee explained, and gestured for Mono to look away. The Dragon nodded, and when she did look away Vee would reach for her neck with one hand, and discreetly insert the tube into a hidden compartment. It would be out of their hands from here. “There we go…” The memories were hard to fight off. It had been so long since she had been nommed, and there was a reason for that. The serum made every nerve in her body tingle, and she felt a cold shiver go down her spine as the world slowly seemed to get bigger. She remembered the last time so vividly; the feeling of a tongue, the assurance of a purple clawed hand beforehand, the sound of her affectionate teasing. Mono watched as she shrunk down, and once the time was right, then she would tenderly pick up the tiny TV. Her daughter smiled, and it made Vee feel as happy as it did the first time she saw it; that’s how it was every time. One of Mono’s claws fidgeted with her antenna, and, despite the metallic feeling of it, it felt exactly like how Nova’s had that last time. The memories faded fast as the moment progressed, and when Mono raised Vee up to her lips, then it was time to relax.
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Mono looked on at her mum in awe. She’d been smaller than her a thousand times, but now she simply held her in the palm of her clawed hand. The dragon-bot couldn’t help but sniff her a bit, their antenna twitching as they did so. She smelled like Mint ice cream, with enough hints of dark chocolate to seem delectable. “Are you sure you’re ready?” Mono asked, just to get some confirmation as she looked down her snout at the shrunken mum. She simply nodded, seemingly bracing herself. Well… here it goes. Mono was nervous about this; she’d nommed Toons a few times, but only ever a small couple of them. She paused for a moment. “Won’t the uh… ‘water’ not be good for you?” Vee shook her head, “No, the saliva contains enough ichor to be neutral to my hardware. It’s theorized to be some form of-” “Okay, okay- got it, hehe-” Mono cut her off and prepped herself. It was best to probably just do it quickly and casually, get it over with. She’d open her maw widely, saliva strands breaking and reconnecting just as she quickly shoved her mum inside as gently as she could. The taste was amazing, but that was to be expected with that scent. She shut her maw and gently licked at the smaller Toon, making sure to coat her carefully; it had to be a comfy trip after all. She chuckled a bit as they squirmed a bit here and there, occasionally the dragon getting to give her what was basically a tongue hug. It was a nice feeling to keep her close, it quelled the dragon instincts, hoarding and all of that. She sloshed her about the jaws, being extra careful not to get her close to the teeth; it felt marginally more important since it was her mum this time, just a bit. After a little bit of this, Mono eventually tilted her head up and swallowed with a strong Glrk that emanated through her mum’s small form. The throat muscles pulled her down slowly but surely, and she’d press a claw against her neck as the teensy bulge appeared and then disappeared just as fast. She sighed in satisfaction as she got up from her seat on the stairs, looked around briefly, and quickly made her way to the elevator to get down to her Mom’s room. Once she was in the elevator, she would relax on the way down by sitting and gently rubbing her tum where Vee now resided, and used a camera inside to check up on her.
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The stomach was tight, warm, and an interesting combination of both Vee and her Former Lover’s stomachs. The walls were metallic for the most part, but only in appearance. The synthetic flesh had a pleasant squish, with green luminescent rings in a pattern. She smiled up at the camera when she noticed it seemingly being active as she shifted around and got settled. “Hehe… cozy? Sorry if you find a pillow in there or two- Some of my friends like the extra comfort-” Vee thought for a moment to perhaps scold Mono about having boys over like a mother would stereotypically, but more so as an attempt at humor, but ultimately she decided against it; besides, they were all just friends anyway. “Don’t worry, I’m okay. It’s… nice to be here again. In a place like this, I mean.” She answered honestly. It had been far too long… but it was hard to think about partaking in such without Nova. It had been a long abstinence from being on this end of it, but it was a good thing to do for bonding with her daughter. “Why haven’t you been on the prey end of things then, mom…? If you don’t mind me asking.” Mono asked curiously, her voice resonating all around her. Vee paused for a moment as the finally got comfy. Just as Vee was about to say something, Mono spoke again, “it’s alright, I’ll just let you rest.” Mono assuredly spoke as the elevator whirred and moved the two closer to their own space for just the two of them. “No, it’s okay. I require time to think about how to answer that…” Vee confirmed, gently rubbing a portion of the stomach, causing some more grumbles around her as saliva dripped from above. Mono yawned a bit, and patted where she felt Vee from the outside as she got to standing. “Well, you’ll have plenty of time to think about that; I’ll be taking a nap if that’s okay?” Mono asked, eliciting a chuckle from Vee. “Changing skins really took that much out of you?” She asked, smiling as she laid back to get ready to go into low power mode and just relax. “Well- not just that! Nomming in general just makes me want to nap.” Mono explained in a similar teasing tone though it didn’t quite fit with the dialogue content. “Heh… that’s alright, Monolith. Take as much time as you need.”
Eventually Monolith would fall asleep lazily on a couch on Vee’s Floor, and the shrunken TV would lay in her mildly powered down state and think quietly to herself. I’ll tell her. In fact, I’ll tell her about Her before the month’s over. I promise. She could only hope she’d keep this promise.
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Here we are at the end :3 I hope you enjoyed! Thanks for taking the chance to read this, even if ya don't really know these guys x] if you're a fan of Dandy's World, G/T, and/or Vore, then you could come on down to my Discord Server, and learn about these lovely OCs and enjoy more content like this :3
Have a Dandy Day, and Merry Christmas!! @nomfthenomfers
TW: Safe and SFW Vore, Ansgt-To-Fluff, Fankid, OC x Canon, Significant TimeSkip
WC: 3,878
Here we are!! :3 A story made for a friend of mine (@dragonpro809) due to a art trade we did; she gave me a reference sheet or two, and I gave them this of their OC x Canon Fankid, and Vee (Dandy's World)! >w< I thought it was meh but they absolutely loved it! I hope y'all do too :333
Happy Reading >w0
The pulse continually coursed through the wire. Her screen was dark, save for a loading bar that was nearly all the way full. She sat, body rigid and straight. She’d been here for a while, unconscious yet aware in her pseudoslumber. The bar reached 100%, and Vee’s body finally relaxed before the monitor flickered back to her face. There was a hollow look in her eyes. After all, she knew she’d finally have to face the outside of her tiny room after all this time without Her. She felt emptier than she had ever been, yet she tensed, and bit her lip as she slowly got to standing, and scooped up a radio that had been left on her desk. She turned it on, and held it up to her speaker. “Sprout, are you there? I’ve finished.” She spoke, short and simple. She had no idea what time it was; her internal clock needed time to fully recalibrate all of her systems. The only thing that was clear in her mind was how to take care of that gift she’d made before everything changed. The radio crackled back, “Vee, are you really? That’s great! Mono’s been dying to meet you!” It was Sprout, strangely happy to hear her, but she could acknowledge that her absence had been strange too. “Mono?” She questioned, holding the radio up to her head. “Ah, short for Monolith, right? That makes sense.” She quickly answered of her own accord, leaving her small room to enter the dressing room of her floor. She was glad there were no Twisteds here as of now, it was always so annoying to try and get them out so she could relax. “You’d be correct on that hehe, come on up to the kitchen, we’ll show you to her!”
“Can’t you bring her here? My floor is her floor.” Vee questioned, head tilted as she traversed down the stairs from the podiums, and then past the arcade machines and display windows of various tech, before inevitably making it to the elevators as Sprout agreed on her request, and ended the conversation. She would wait, anticipation creeping into her organic parts as she kept her gaze fixed firmly on the elevator door. When the door finally opened, Vee blinked in surprise. No matter how she prepared, nothing could have prepared her to see that shape again. Sprout and Cosmo stepped out of the elevator, one on each side of her, holding her hand, as the tiny figure clumsily moved forward. The metallic ears that flicked, the muzzle that protruded outward in the goofiest smile, those eyes that held such intelligent, and expressive motions, and that thicker tail that wagged. For a moment, Nova’s name held on Vee’s lips, but she bit her tongue, and smiled, focusing on the bigger picture. She missed Nova more than she could process. It had been not even a couple months since the Dragon Toon had disappeared. But… She couldn’t be emotional, not about this. This… this was all she had left of her. Vee got down on one knee, and held her arms out awkwardly, remembering how younger people liked touch. “Hey there, Monolith. I’m- er- your-” She began, before getting cut off by a sudden impact as N- I mean- Mono rushed toward her, and cuddled into her leg, tiny arms trying to wrap around. “Mama!” She heard her say, Vee’s antenna twitching from the touch; it was with this simple moment of gleeful affection, of Mono looking up at her with the most intrigued and loving look that she knew. She had to do this, for both of her loves.
Many years later…
Vee lay on her back. She didn’t need to sleep, but sometimes ‘taking a rest’ could be beneficial, for a short powerdown. Out of all the knowledge she had downloaded throughout the year, she’d never thought that parenthood could be tiring. It wasn’t Mono’s fault, though. She was beyond great, and Vee thought of her highly. It wasn’t even really taking care of her that was tiring, Vee internally admitted. It was how much she reminded her of Nova; every year she grew and reminded Vee of them more and more. She was so joyful, energetic, and yet quietly caring when Vee needed a moment. Everyone liked her, even Dandicus which surprised her most of all as she wasn’t without a resemblance to Vee. It really seemed like she was the best of them. Vee sat up, shaking her head to try and clear the thoughts. It was painful enough idly recognizing her lost beloved in their child, she didn’t want to dwell on it while she was trying to relax. She stood up, and looked around her room, hoping for better thoughts to come. She looked to the corner, and saw her Supernova seated in the corner rambling to her like long ago. She blinked, and the memory was gone. She turned to her desk, and saw herself trying to write a love letter when they’d first gotten together. It was easier to get her emotions down on paper, after all. She shook her head, and held her head for a moment, as if it were to stop the thoughts from coming. She felt… ridiculous. How could she still be caught up with this?? Vee thought, frustration coursing through her wires. She looked back up, not even realizing she’d looked down, and went to the door to her bedroom. It was open, and granted her access to the dressing room of her floor. She needed to walk, or do just about anything that wasn’t being here. She closed the door behind her, and moved… but not before looking back.
A happier memory appeared to her this time. It had been a bit after Nova had disappeared, and Monolith had been tiny… just an infant. The child had been crying non-stop, and Vee still had no idea what she was doing. She remembered cradling them in her arms, and how she had felt. It was hard to accept the reality of the situation at first, being without her love and stuck in the care of Monolith; but she wasn’t stuck. Stuck wasn’t the right word for how lucky she was to have her. Despite not being built for parenthood, she had overcome it then to smile at Mono’s tiny face and acknowledge that she needed to try, before sitting at her bedroom door to power down and hold her close. She could overcome it again. The memory affirmed something in Vee. She needed to get over Nova; if not for herself, then for the sake of Monolith, for this new situation the two of them were in. She furrowed her brows, and considered her options. Emotions weren’t easy, and she could feel negative ones clouding her mind. It almost made her laugh, since she’d had this same thought process many times. She needed a distraction; she needed something to do. Monolith was bunking with Sprout and Cosmo tonight, as Vee hoped that hanging out with them would quell the nightmares that had plagued the dragon-bot. The plan had been for her to stay with Astro for tonight to help with the nightmares, but the crescent moon was tired enough, unfortunately. Any of them would be better for the comforting than Vee was. Suddenly, the elevator chimed next to her, and the door would slowly open. She whirled to face it, surprise etched on her face as her moment of solitude had been disturbed. She became more overwhelmed by the realization that it was Mono standing in the elevator, without anyone else.
“Mono, are you okay?” She asked, approaching and assisting her movement toward one of the couches that occupied this room. “Mom… just- had a bit of a nightmare, y’know…? I know it’s late but-” She spoke in a small tone, initially resisting the assistance before allowing herself to relax into the couch. “No no, it’s okay. What about Sprout and Cosmo?” Vee asked, voice subdued, straight to the point while trying to be supportive. It was hard for her, but she tried her best to be soft when the moment called for it. Mono may be a teenager now, but that didn’t mean that she shouldn’t be ‘caring’ however she could. “They’re nice…” Mono said, pausing for a moment as she curled her ‘arm’ and held it close to her chest. Vee’s screen went static for a moment. Not that long ago, Mono had finally been allowed to go on a run for the first time… it went horribly. Vee tenderly caressed the prosthesis, expertly built by her with some help from Sprout and others. Her body was still getting used to the sensations, and it was difficult. “But… I-I just wanted you.” The little dragonbot finished, quietly as Vee got on her knee to be at a better level. “...” Vee was silent for a moment, thinking. What was the appropriate thing to say? Mono’s difficulties reminded her of days long past. Shelly had had issues after their first runs all those years ago, Vee hadn’t done the best job of comforting her but maybe she could use that, and other experiences like it? “You’re going to be okay, I’ll be here with you.” Vee assured, awkwardly to her but to the tired Mono it carried weight. “Will you…?” She asked, Vee’s antennas twitching a bit at the question. “Of course. That is an unavoidable reality.” Vee replied, tilting her head a bit, hoping it’d be taken with humor despite her blunt tone. Mono chuckled softly, but Vee could analyze from her expression, the way she curled her tail, and the slight shake in her prosthesis, that she was far from at ease.
Vee looked to the side, her screen going fuzzy for a moment. “If you need me too, I can help you rest in the way we used to. We as in the Mains.” She clarified at the end, hand at her side near a little compartment that worked like a pocket. Vee was an interesting toon, as she didn’t necessarily need to eat. She had a confusing biology, to say the least; on a surface level she seemed like a robot, but more accurately it was more of a cyborg type deal. She was mostly robotic, but she did have organic material within her, ichor like any other toon. While she could just charge her robotic side, her organic parts needed nutrients. The problem was that her body couldn’t exactly digest the solid food; so, Delilah had nutrients in liquid form specifically for her, supplied through a tube that was easy to retract around her chest. Ichor was a curious substance, however. Unbeknownst to any humans but Veronica, Vee did have a mouth. Many years ago, not too long after the Mains had been created, Vee had been with Astro alone, just friends hanging out. Vee’s face was a bit smudged, and after some pushing from Astro, Vee allowed the Moon to use a wipe to clean it. Then, when Vee was talking while he did it, suddenly Astro’s hand had phased through the screen where her ‘mouth’ was. It became clear through future self-diagnostic tests that Vee ran that the Ichor that coursed through her had warped her robotic parts to some degree, intrinsically running through even her wires. To what extent the ichor had warped her, it was hard to say. It did explain why cuts on parts of her bled with ichor when by all accounts some of those parts shouldn't have been anywhere near the organic parts. At the very least the ichor had changed her screen to be some sort of illusion, with a real mouth hidden behind it. It didn’t mean she could eat normal food, though, it only meant that she had a different way to drink those nutrients… she didn’t usually though, taste was a weird sense. As much as some had tried to get her to taste actual food, she didn’t want to risk swallowing anything as it would definitely mess her up since she couldn’t digest it. Her inability to digest did give her a little extra security later on, however. One day, closer to the shutdown, the Toons had discovered a way to shrink each other. With Vee being unable to digest anything, it opened up a new way to learn more about her composition. Astro had volunteered, and a new form of affection was discovered. Later on, it became clear that Toons in general couldn’t digest each other, so it wasn’t a thing exclusive to Vee when it came to other Toons, but her complete inability to digest did make her feel safer than others… even though her blunt personality wasn’t conducive to comfort, at least not back then.
Mono tilted her head, looking up at Vee curiously. “How could we…? I’m not exactly small anymore.” Vee nodded, affirming that thought. “True, but we have our ways.” She produced a pink and orange candy from her little side compartment, and offered it to her. When she’d made Mono for Nova, she had taken extra care to ensure that she had a good amount of organic in her too. It was just enough organic material to allow her to eat food normally, so she wouldn’t have to deal with Vee’s issues when it came to social gatherings. Tea being offered to her, various baked goods, pies… it all made her feel out of place to decline these things; She didn’t want Mono to feel that way. She was also water-resistant, because of Finn. Mono accepted the candy, unwrapping it automatically as she raised a curious eyebrow at Vee. “Hold on, don’t just eat any strange thing given to you. Ask questions first.” “I think I can trust you, mom.” Mono responded back, a slight smirk on her face despite Vee’s look of authority. “Hehe, alright. What is it?”
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Mono trusted her mother. Even after what happened, the pain in her arm, the nightmares, she could always find comfort in her. Mom wasn’t the most warm Toon, she bickered with Uncle Dandy, could be blunt, and generally told you how it was; it was that that made her so comforting, though. She did try to protect her, but if Mono really wanted to know something she would tell her. Mono couldn’t even begin to imagine a secret that Mom would hide from her. Perhaps whatever this candy was would be the first. It tasted strange, tangy with a hint of bitterness to it. Orange flavored? Hmm… reminds me of those skill check candies. Mono thought to herself as she contemplated the flavor. After her last question to Mom, she began to feel strange, though. “Well… it’s a shrinking candy, if you can believe it.” Her mother said simply, only a moment's hesitation as Mono felt something change in her being, overall. “It’ll allow me to store you away, like we used to. Can you recall those peaceful nights?” Mother asked, head tilted down as she held Mono’s head gently. Mono’s eyes widened a bit. “R-really? How come I didn’t know about these-” She was cut off as she made a noise of mild discomfort, and quickly became a bit smaller than she had been in her youth. The shrink was sudden, and mildly overwhelming as Mono squeezed her eyes shut at the sudden change in perspective. The ground she laid on felt different now, metallic in a strangely warm way. She took a few deep breaths, remembering what Uncle ‘Stro had taught to her in the days when her prosthesis was still being worked on. Her mom waited patiently, not saying a word, only rubbing her back with one appendage. It took Mono more than a second to process that it wouldn’t be her hand rubbing her back, and she would open her eyes as she felt air move past her slowly. Initially she tensed up at the sight that she beheld, but after taking a moment, she visibly relaxed and shifted to sitting with her legs crossed. She smiled up at the sight of the TV’s face, now exponentially larger than it had been before. Mono ran some quick calculations, and estimated that she was around 3-4 inches tall. “Well… this is nostalgic!” She reacted positively, smiling a bit as Mom inspected her form, probably making sure all went well. “Indeed it is. I do apologize if you felt discomfort, it is my understanding that the first time was always unpleasant.” The jumbotron spoke, the volume of her voice modulated so as to not hurt Mono’s ears. Mom had her hands cupped around Mono’s form, and just sort of held her up to the screen around where the outline of her smile was. “Take your time, Monolith- I want this to be good for you-” Mother began, before Mono cut her off with a hand pressed against the screen to phase through. “It will be… I-I really appreciate this. I might actually sleep well tonight, haha.” Mono chuckled softly, the sensation feeling so familiar as the screen around Mom’s ‘lips’ became distorted and warped, indicating that the illusion had been interrupted by her small hand. Behind the screen, Mono could feel teeth, and a warm synthetic tongue.
“Okay… if you’re sure.” She accepted, voice right before Mono as warm air rushed past her. Mom seemed a bit uneasy, so Mono would gently stroke the tongue she could feel, trying to assure her that she was comfortable the best she could. It would be a swift motion, when they would push her through the illusion with only a ripple around the mouth of the screen that quickly smoothed out. Mono felt her body land on the tongue like falling onto a bed after a long day. It was soft, and warm with a slickness to it that made the ride all the more cozy. The little dragon looked up and around the space. It was nice and compact, and easily made her feel cozy. The maw was a deep green with bits of ‘wires’ and glowing dots decorating the roof and walls. At her side, the teeth felt cool, and slick despite the warmth. Saliva that began to slowly coat her body with the help of the gentle tongue was tinged with a slight black color much like the ichor. Part of Mono wondered what the maw would look like if her mom didn’t have the screen illusion, but she didn’t even know how to begin with picturing such; Primarily, Mono had a tear in her eye as it had been so long since she had been able to be cozy like this. The giant TV pushed her around the maw slowly, occasionally squishing the tiny dragon with the tongue to ensure she was coated adequately. Mono moved about instinctually, struggling against the muscle in a way that the giant Toon was able to expertly handle with each ensnaring lick. Eventually, the tiny dragon was slick enough where it was easy for them to slide toward the back, and the TV would hum softly to make sure everything was all good. Mono simply rubbed the back of the tongue with one hand, their prosthesis tucked underneath before the point they thought they’d be swallowed face first. Thankfully, with a sudden movement from the dexterous tongue, she’d be flipped over to the preferred angle, that being back-paws first.
Mono couldn’t help but wiggle a bit in excitement, metallic tail wagging a smidge before the gullet would overwhelm her, and she’d be pulled deep down inside the TV. Mum, despite her demeanor, was rather gentle in moments like this. The way the throat gripped Mono’s small form made Mono feel easily loved by her Mother. The journey down would take a minute, and the little dragon was able to listen to the sounds of circuitry and flesh working in tandem to keep mother up and running. Eventually, with faint growls being heard, Mono found herself pouring into the stomach of the TV Toon. The walls were a deep green color, glowing with circuitry on all sides, engravings on the walls almost like a circuit board, yet the walls flexed, slimy and warm, like a living computer; That made sense. It had been so long, and yet she instinctively laid down on her back, normal arm behind her head and the other held up. Despite her examination of her prosthesis, she smiled. “Mom…?” She spoke, not loudly at all. “Yes, my Monolith?” Her voice was clear, Mono wasn’t sure how but unlike any of the other Toons it was so much easier to be heard and to hear from in Mom’s stomach. “You don’t mind if I sleep, yes?” They asked as politely as they could, watching the flickering lights above as the stomach rumbled around them. “I never would. Would you like to listen to something before you do?” Mono smiled, though this wasn’t visible to her mother, it was easy to hear in their next words. “I really really would… anything you want?” Monolith said, almost like a question, but also like an assertion that Mom should make the choice.
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[Tip: Listen to “Love Like You[End Credits] (feat. Rebecca Sugar) when the music starts]
Vee’s face changed to a camera view as they looked into a mirror in their room. The camera showcased the inside of her stomach, where her dear Monolith lay peacefully. When she said the last bit, Vee stalled for a moment. “Well… there’s this one song. With the help of clock boy, I found it online. I’m… fond of it.” She said simply, her antenna twitching as her mind shifted focus to who she made her little Monolith for. “Oh… I’d love to listen to it, please.” Vee heard and watched her say as Mono shifted around in her gut to be curled up in a cute little ball, tail resting on their side. “Of course… It reminds me of someone.” Before Mono could ask who, a melody started, almost like a soft piano with a chiming in the back. There were interesting vocals, but Mono’s eyes quickly began to close as they yawned, the tiredness slowing her processing. The lack of sleep certainly seemed to be catching up with her Monolith, as per the energy readings Vee was getting. About halfway through the song, right when Vee thought Mono was just falling asleep, Vee began to sing along, replacing the vocals in her own way. “I always thought, I might be bad, now I’m sure that it’s true…’cause, I think you’re so good, and I’m nothing like You…” She began to sing softly, voice quiet but clear in Mono’s ears as the small dragon finally fell to sleep. Vee smiled softly, a tear visible on her screen. The singing continued, right to the end. “..I could even learn how to love… love like you; love me, like you…” It was with that last line that Vee would lay down on her bed, and look up to the ceiling with a smile. She would do everything in her power to help Mono heal from this. For Nova. For her fractured family, she would love the best of both of them.
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Here we are again! :D The end of the story… wasn't that just lovely? >w< Emotional- sweet- first time writing mother and daughter nomfs but I enjoyed it immensely!!
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