Cross posted on Ao3
A Bitty Drabble Series
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A series about you and your bitties.
Redoul was your first bitty. He was an unknown kind of Fell bitty that ended up being sold to a bitty fighting ring when he was still young. He was able to escape with the help from his cellmate and his cell’s neighbor, who helped him sneak out and run away.
Redoul, who’s life was saved by you, ended up falling in love with you... and you accepted those feelings and returned them.
...But as the story goes on, you eventually find and meet those old friends of his, and they become just as important to you as Redoul is.
Of course, you don’t stop at just your three LV ridden bitties, and take in more as time goes on.
...Although, none of your more recent bitties have quite the same amount of LV as your first three do, and they might just be a little scared of the trio at first, but with time they do get along and eventually do find comfort in one another.
You spent most of your shopping trip in the clothing aisles, as you already had mostly everything else you would need at your house. You had asked them if they wanted anything like beds, but they had both declined the offer when Redoul instead suggested that they just sleep with you and him in your bed (you of course had no issues with that). Although Nebul did end up getting a random pillow he found in one of the aisles out of place. Apparently he liked the texture of it.
You all looked around for a while longer for anything else you might need, but nothing stood out to any of you. When you all decided that you didn’t need anything else, you started to head for the register.
Finally arriving at one of the lines for checkout, you begin to wait. Nebul and Redoul had at some point moved into the cart to sit next to Ichor, looking through the things they picked out—par Redoul, who didn’t get anything, but made suggestions throughout your shopping trip.
Although…
You couldn’t help but notice that the employee behind the register kept subtly trying to steal glances at your bitties. You couldn’t really blame him, since they were all pretty unique. Ichor was a Shattered Dream—one of the rarest bitties out there, Redoul was an unspecified Fell type—another rare occurrence, and Nebul was an Outertale bitty—one of the more passive AUs—with only one eyelight and a massive crack going down his face. Not exactly subtle.
Poor guy was probably having a hard time processing the fact that there were three very unusual bitties in front of him.
Like you said before, it’s not like the staring was unexpected when you were coming in here, but it’s still annoying. Nonetheless, you remained polite when it was your turn to have your things get checked out.
He did his best to stare at his hands while he worked, trying not to look up.
Now you kind of want to laugh. The poor kid was just too awkward to ask a question, or make eye contact.
In the end, it was Redoul who spoke up first. “Oh For The Love Of—If You Have A Question You Want To Ask, ASK!! We Won’t Be Mad At You For Being Curious!”
The guy flinched, seeming to have been taken out of his train of thought. “Ah, uh, sorry. I just… have no idea what to say, or ask… I don’t want to sound rude…” He admitted.
“We will not be mad at you for being curious, and we will not be offended. I promise.” Ichor said.
Nebul nodded. “mhmm, don’t worry about us and ask away. you’ll never learn anything if you don’t ask any questions.”
The man stuttered. “A-ah, r-right. Um, well, if you say so. Ahem, so, what… what kind of bitties are you? I’m pretty sure you,” he pointed to Nebul, “are a Comet, and you,” he then pointed to Ichor, “are a Shattered Dream. But I don’t know what you are…” he said as his eyes landed on Redoul.
Redoul nodded. “Unsurprising, But Before I Answer Your Question You Should Keep Scanning Those Items.” He said, pointing to your things.
“Ah—right!” He continued to scan as he waited for Redoul to continue.
“Good. Now Then, I’m A Fell Type Obviously, But I’m Not One Of The Known Ones,” he pauses, and looks to you. “Actually, Are We Ever Going To Get That Checked Out? Because We Still Haven’t Had That Looked At As A New Fell Type.”
You blink, and think for a moment, before answering. “Hm, well if you want to then we can. Perhaps we can go and see that vet that Rynell told us about—the one next to the center.”
“Good, We’ll Do That Then. Not today though” You nod, and Redoul looks back to the employee, who looked a little stunned.
“A new Fell type and a Shattered Dream…? Wow, I never thought I’d ever meet even one of those things, let alone both .” He looked at Nebul. “What about you? Don’t tell me all three of you have something crazy going on.”
Nebul only laughed and shook his head. “nah, i’m the only normal one here.”
Redoul scoffed, and even Ichor gave him an amused side eye.
“No You’re Not.”
“No normal Comet can do what you can do, Nebul.”
“…good to know you think so highly of me…” He pouted.
The rest of the time spent at the checkout was filled with light conversation with the cashier. He stuck to asking simple questions, probably not wanting to overstep, and your boys were happy to answer.
Eventually everything was scanned and paid for. You place your bags into the cart and wave the man goodbye.
“Well he was nice. A little shy, but once you got him talking he seemed to have been enjoying himself.”
Nebul nodded, agreeing with you. “mhmm, a real curious guy. seemed like a good kid that one.”
“I wonder if he has any bitties of his own. He seemed quite used to talking to us as individuals, rather than items or pets.”
“Maybe, Or He Could Be One Of The Employees That Works With The Bitties More Often, And Just Happened To Be Behind The Register Today.”
“Maybe.” You say.
You continue to chat with the three of them as you load your bags into your car, and eventually take the boys with you to put the cart away.
With that done you head back to your car and get in, letting your bitties get comfortable.
You look at them and smile with anticipation.
“Ready to go home?”
They smiled back, just as big.
The drive back wasn’t necessarily eventful, but the four of you had continued to talk nearly the whole way there. Eventually, during your conversation, you got on the topic of how you met Redoul.
“wait, you almost drove over him???”
“No! …Well… okay yeah I almost did, but I didn’t actually hit him! He ran out in front of me and I ended up swerving to avoid him. No damage done.” You hear Nebul laughing at your words.
“I Don’t Ever Remember Running Out Into The Road, But Considering I Was Obviously On The Verge Of Passing Out, It’s Not Surprising That I Don’t.”
“Mhmm, you were in terrible condition when I found you.” You glance over at Ichor and Nebul and continue to tell them your story. “I was originally going to stock up on various different things for the winter, like food and wood, and I eventually did, but I got a little sidetracked when Redoul practically fell into my lap. I took him to a vet nearby—not a very good one, by the way. They didn’t even realize he wasn’t a normal Fell bitty; it’s closed now, thankfully. They checked him out and treated him, among other things. I don’t remember all the details, but in the end, after they were finished, they ended up handing him back to me to take home. Which seemed like a mess up on their part, since Redoul didn’t wake up for another week after that.”
Ichor blinked in surprise. “A week? I knew he was in bad condition when we snuck him out, but I didn’t know it was bad enough to warrant such a long period of rest.” He said.
You nod. “Yeah, that was a misstep on the vet’s part, but again, that vet wasn’t very good. Two days later I worked up the courage to leave him alone at the house to finally go stock up on supplies in town. I was able to get everything I needed, thankfully, since nobody seemed to be too worried about the upcoming winter at the time. Their mistake, I suppose, since the winter was about as bad as I had expected it to be.”
“how were you able to tell that the winter was gonna be bad? how come nobody else was expecting it? I thought humans had that whole weather thing figured out.” Nebul asked.
You hum and answer. “Kinda. Weather forecasts are a thing, and they are usually pretty accurate, but sometimes things can slip under the radar. Everyone was expecting it to be cold, yeah, but they also all lived in town, where help was just around the corner in the form of neighbors. I, on the other hand, live too far away from town to get any help if I need it. I needed to stock up on more than they did, because I would have nobody to help if I needed it.”
It’s silent for a moment, and you briefly glance at your bitties, wondering why they were so quiet.
Nebul and Ichor looked almost solemn at your words, clearly not expecting them. Redoul just looked proud, already familiar with how you lived your life, let alone being a part of it.
“So you… survive your winters, essentially?” Ichor finally asked.
You pause to think a moment, before answering. “Not really—or not usually , at least. That winter was a bit of an exception. I had just moved into my new home and wasn’t expecting the winter to come so early. It wasn’t necessarily trying to survive , I—or we, since Redoul was there, weren’t in mortal danger or anything, I had already gotten everything we would need to winter through the cold.” You pause again, before continuing. “Last winter wasn’t like that one at all. The first snow came when it was expected, there wasn’t so much snow that we were stuck inside, it wasn’t even as cold, and we had way more time to prepare than last time—I will admit, I kind of over prepared, but I much rather be over prepared than under prepared. But that’s not the point! We’re getting off track!”
The boys laugh, and Ichor and Nebul seem to have been put at ease, so you continue.
“A day before Redoul woke up, it had snowed so much so suddenly that we ended up being snowed in. The snow piled up so high I couldn’t even see out my windows. We were completely stuck. Which, to be honest, ended up being a good thing. When Redoul woke up the next day, he lashed out—understandably. He was in a completely new environment with no recollection as to how he got there, along with coming from a more than unpleasant situation, I can’t blame him for reacting the way he did,” you look down when you feel something on your legs, only to find Redoul climbing into your lap, making himself comfortable. Looking back to the road, you continue. “Due to the snow he wasn’t able to leave, and thus kinda forced him to stay and rest. I’ll skip over the details for now, but we ended up being stuck together for nearly two months. In the beginning we agreed that once the snow melted enough for us to actually go outside, I would let him leave—if he still wanted to. I think we can all guess what happened after the snow melted.” You said cheekily.
Everyone, even Redoul, laughed a little.
“But yeah, that’s what happened.” You concluded.
It was quiet for a moment longer, and you let them think, not wanting to disturb them.
“…so,” Ichor started hesitantly. “If that is how you met, how did you fall in love?”
You draw a blank.
“What?” You and Redoul both say, surprised.
“How did you fall in love?” He asked again.
You blink, feeling slightly flustered and caught off guard, taking a moment to think. “Um, well, to be honest, I didn’t really fall in love with Redoul until after I agreed to let him court me. I don’t really fall in love easily; I have to let myself fall in love.” You say honestly.
“…what?”— “…I’m sorry?” You hear Nebul and Ichor say.
You go to answer, but Redoul beats you to it. “Ma Chère Does Not Love Passively. Once She Starts, She Won’t Stop. Ever. And Because Of That, She Has To Guard Her Heart Closely. If She Doesn’t, She Could—And Has—End Up Getting Hurt. As For How Or When I Fell In Love, I Can’t Say. It Happened Over Time, And When I Realized I Had, There Simply Was No Turning Back.”
…
“what did you mean… when you said she had been hurt?” Nebul eventually asked.
“Ah,” You couldn’t help but sigh, thinking back on it, but you answered nonetheless. “I’ll keep it short; years back, long before I was even living in this town, I had some friends that I loved very dearly. However, apparently, one of the girls there didn’t like me at all, and spread rumors about me behind my back to the others. No matter what I said or what I did to try and defend myself nobody would listen to me—not even my best friends. I was outcasted from everyone. I don’t even know what I did to get that girl to hate me so much, but she did. It feels embarrassing, knowing that I had trusted them so much, but I had been completely heartbroken. I’m over it now, but even when I think back on them, I can’t bring myself to hate them, or even be mad. I still love them, but I’d never want them back in my life, as contradictory as that sounds, but I know they would only hurt me again if I did. So, hopefully, we’ll all never see each other again—for everyone’s benefit.”
You glance down at Redoul and the absolutely stormy look on his face. “…and probably for their safety.”
…Redoul only growled.
Ichor and Nebul didn’t look all too pleased either. “…I’m sorry you had to go through that. …I think I would need to join Redoul in whatever he had in mind should we ever meet them.” Nebul nodded in agreement.
“Please don’t. That would only get you taken away from me.”
“…not if nobody finds out.”
Ichor and Redoul perk up at Nebul’s words.
“Oh shining stars, you three…”
Finally, the long awaited moment is here.
You’re home, with your boys.
With your bitties in your arms, you step out of your car and stand in front of your house.
“…Welcome home boys.” You say softly.
You look at Redoul. “Do you want me to drop you off inside while I get the groceries? That way you can show them around.” You look at the other two. “Or do you want me to stick around?”
They all glance at each other before Redoul looks back at you. “Go Get The Groceries, And Then All Four Of Us Can Go Inside To Show Them Around.”
You smile and nod. “Okay, let me set you down so I can go get everything.”
With that, you set them down on the hood of the car and move to the back to get your groceries. There weren’t too many bags so you were able to carry everything easily enough. You go to close the trunk, only to see your boys standing on top of its door.
You huff out a laugh, “Well hello, boys.” You say.
You feel a sudden weight on your right shoulder, and look over to see Nebul. “hello~” He says.
You make eye contact with Redoul, readying yourself for what you know he’s going to do. As expected, he jumps and lands on your left shoulder in a well practiced movement. “Hello, Ma Chère.”
You look at the final bitty on the door, and wait for what he’ll do. With a hum, he reaches over with his tendrils and carefully grabs onto the base of your neck, right where it meets your shoulders. He pulls himself over and settles himself next to Redoul, wrapping a tendril around him to keep him from falling off—just in case.
You couldn’t help but tilt your head and lift your shoulder—the one Nebul was on—at the sensation while giggling. “Hahaha, that tickles.”
Ichor smiles somewhat bashfully and apologizes. “Ah, my apologies…” He said.
…he can’t help but be glad that you weren’t bothered by his tendrils around your neck, most humans would have been… uncomfortable, even by the thought alone.
The last human to have them there certainly was.
As you closed the trunk, Ichor felt an elbow in his side, breaking him from his thoughts. He looks over to see Redoul already staring at him. “Stop that.” He says quietly.
“…” Ichor smiles, thankful to Redoul for breaking him out of his thoughts. “Right, of course.”
You walk towards the front door, locking your car as you pass it, and unlock the front door of your home… of their new home.
With a click, you open the door and walk into the living room. “Here we are, welcome home.”
You look around your living room. It hasn’t changed much from when you first moved in, the most that has changed was the few houseplants that now decorated it and the kitchen. There were also two or three blankets thrown across the arms of the couch, too, but that wasn’t surprising. Most bitties absolutely loved soft things like blankets and pillows for things like making nests. Redoul was no exception, and he only fed your love for things like bedding and soft clothes.
…You’re brought out of your thoughts by Nebul, who was starting to… shake?
You look over at him, only to see him with magic tears pooling at the edges of his sockets.
He lifts his arm and rubs at his face with his sleeve, partly hiding his expression. “i… i don’t remember the last time i got to call a place home. sorry.” He apologized meekly.
You lift your hand—letting the bag you’re holding slide to rest at your elbow—and go to hold him, only to stop short, not wanting to overstep.
Ichor takes one of the tendrils resting on that side of your neck and wraps it around Nebul gently, cradling him as he begins to cry.
“You can cry, Nebul. This place is safe, you can cry.”
Nebul only curls in on himself and tucks his body into your neck, under your chin. Taking that as a sign, you cup your hand against his back and pull him closer, along with Ichor’s tendrils, one of which wrapped around your forearm.
“i‘m sorry… ‘m just so happy… sorry… sorry…”
Your heart and soul clenched at his words, and you couldn’t stop yourself from speaking. “Shhhh… you can cry, you don’t need to say sorry. No one will be mad at you for being happy. Not here, not ever.” You run your thumb across his skull as he sobbed into your neck.
“You’re home, and home will always be safe.”
Before you know it, you find yourself sitting down on the couch, grocery bags discarded on the coffee table. You cuddled your three bitties to your chest, cradling each of them gently. Ichor and Redoul took to holding Nebul between the both of them in your arms, comforting him as he cried.
Minutes passed—you’re not quite sure how many—before Nebul’s sobs finally died down. He pulled away from your chest and sat there, still between his packmates and in your arms.
“well, that was embarrassing.” He said, whipping at his sockets for any stray tears. His cheekbones were covered in one of the cutest blushes you’ve ever seen. It was like a little galaxy; covered in blues and teals and purples, and speckled with white dots like little stars— it was adorable.
But, nonetheless, you decided to keep that opinion to yourself.
“No, It Was Not. You Have Nothing To Be Ashamed Of.”
“Crying is to be no embarrassment, Nebul. There is nothing to apologize for.”
“haha, right, right. thanks, guys.”
You look at the three of them with a soft expression, before addressing Nebul. “Are you alright now? That was pretty sudden.”
Nebul looked sheepish as he rubbed his neck. “yeah, i’m good. i just… this is probably gonna sound a little weird to you, since you’re a human, but this placed just smelled so much like you and redoul, and your presence was everywhere, and you called it our home… i just couldn’t help but feel like it was just… ugh, i don’t know how to say it. it just felt like i was finally home .”
You smiled as you spoke. “That’s because you are home, Nebul.”
He froze, seeming to not know what to say. His blush grew brighter, taking on deeper, richer colors, and the stars (or were they freckles?) only grew brighter.
He looked away flustered, and a soft, soft , smile stretched across his skull.
“yeah, i am… we are.”
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Not my best chapter, not my worst, but I don’t hate it, and that’s all that really matters.
I’m not a hundred percent sure where to take the story from here… do I want to write more scenes with our main three, do I want to do a timeskip and explore the universe I’ve set up more, do I want to finally introduce Allira (reader’s best friend (not the old ones)), or do I want to introduce more bitties with or without a time skip? Idk.
Any suggestions on what bitties you want to see the boys interact with? Either now or in the future. I’m still drawing a blank on who I want to integrate into the story first and how.
Thank you for reading!