“So you will not eat my soup but you /will/ eat that old candy you just found on the floor.” - autonomous-andrxid (for the delerious prompt)
The tiny gelatin being was looking a tad distressed and sad at the comment. Sitting on the floor with a hand on his abdomen. His gaze a tad glazed. He didn’t mean to deny the others soup, but he’d not been feeling well, everything was all wobbly and warm which he didn’t understand. Could food beings get sick? He’d never done so before, and the candy had looked waay different then it had when he’d first come running over to it in his delirious state. Now it looked dusty and gross. He at least didn’t eat all of it, only a tiny bite or two, he was far too small to put the whole thing in his mouth, and the bit he had was sitting uneasily in his tiny tum.
He looked down, probably blushing if one could see red on an already naturally red ‘skin’. Clearly feeling bad for upsetting the other.
@autonomous-andrxid
