A bunch of ykw doodles where I think you can tell at what parts I gave up jshsnjssn I used these as warm ups and then they turned into my actual drawings bc I did not have the energy to do a real illustration after a couple of these !
Finding out casanono is also loved here makes me so happy, I love that loser w all my heart <33
Thought I’d do something less dark for a change. After 20 days of serious stuff, I think a little bit of cute will help keep it from getting stale. If you don’t like this style though, don’t worry. I’m going right back to serious for 22.
“Woah, what happened to you guys?” Katie remarked upon opening her door to find her friends all piled around the living room, all seemingly exhausted. “You’re not hurt, are you?”
“Coughkoff got us all sick.” Roughraff grumbled, gesturing with his thumb to the brown urchin-like Yokai beside him.
“Did not!” Coughkoff snapped back.
“Did too!”
“Did not!”
“Did too!”
The two kept this up for a moment longer, each gradually getting closer to the other until they were butting heads. Then, the two of them turned their heads away, coughing.
“Pointing fingers won’t help.” Chansin spoke up from his position upon the couch. “It could easily have been--” He sneezed. “--any one of us.”
“Sick?” Katie repeated, confused. “I didn’t think yokai could get sick. I thought you guys were all, like...ghosts or something.”
“Some of us are--” Dimmy replied, pausing briefly to cough. “--but that doesn’t stop us from getting sick sometimes.”
“Ah, there you are, Katie!” Whisper flew down from upstairs, and came to a stop in between Katie and the yokai. He was wearing a mask over his mouth. “It’s alright, just a cold, nothing too serious. I can’t get too close to them because it can spread to other yokai, but you should be fine. To my knowledge, yokai illnesses can’t be transmitted to humans.”
“Well, that’s a relief.” Katie replied. “But I guess that means Brushido can’t do the cleaning, huh?”
“Regrettably, no, my liege.” Brushido suddenly piped up from beside Katie. He had tied a white cloth around the lower half of his face. “I do hope you’ll forgive me.”
“It’s alright.” She replied. “It’s about time I do some chores myself anyway. You’ve already worked so hard.”
“Your kindness is greatly appreciated, Lady Katie.” The diminutive trainee bowed to her.
“Hm...” Katie began to think. “Well, if they’re all sick, and you guys can’t risk helping them, then maybe I should take care of them.”
“I can’t ask you to do that, kid.” Chansin called to her. “We’ll all be fine in a day or two.”
Katie shook her head. “It’s no trouble at all, really. You guys have been so helpful, it’d be rude of me not to return the favor.”
“Heh...” Chansin coughed. “You really are a good kid, aren’t you?”
Katie smiled. “I’ll go get some blankets and tissues for you guys. And...well, whatever else you need.”
“Whisper and I would be honored to help.” Brushido offered.
Katie nearly made a comment about Brushido being too small to carry supplies, but he seemed quite determined, and she didn’t want to discourage him. “Oh, thanks, guys! Um...Brushido, you can help me carry supplies, and Whisper...do you know how to make tea?”
“Of course! What sort of yokai butler wouldn’t know how to make tea?!” Whisper seemed somewhat offended that she’d even asked him. “I’ll get right to work on that.” And with that, he drifted off into the kitchen.
Katie nodded to Brushido, and walked upstairs to the storage closet. There she found a few unused blankets and an unopened box of tissues. She took the blankets in her hands, and gave the box of tissues to Brushido, who proceeded to push them along until they had reached the living room again. She had to admire his dedication---the box was nearly as big as he was.
Katie distributed the blankets evenly among the sick yokai. Most of them were small enough that the blankets could completely wrap around them comfortably. Chansin was a bit too tall for his blanket, but insisted that this wasn’t a problem. Katie refused to take this for an answer and brought him an extra blanket anyway.
Coughkoff practically disappeared in his blanket with how it could have covered his small body completely. His spikes did snag a bit on the fabric, however, but he didn’t seem to mind.
Roughraff, as usual, acted tough and initially refused the blanket. After what must have been a particularly bad chill, however, he reluctantly took the blanket, albeit insisting he wasn’t a wimp all the while.
Dimmy muttered something to the extent of not wanting to be a bother when Katie offered him a blanket, but accepted it on the grounds that Katie wanted him to be comfortable, which he figured would make him more of a bother if he refused the offer. Katie thought he looked absolutely adorable bundled up in his blanket. Really, they all looked pretty cute to her.
“Katie?” Whisper called from the kitchen. “Would you carry some of these cups? I don’t exactly have four arms.”
“Sure thing!” Katie called back, walking into the kitchen. There, she took two of the mugs of tea Whisper had made and carried them into the living room. Whisper followed her with the other two. He left them on the coffee table, and returned to the kitchen. Katie then got to work on distributing the tea.
She noticed one of the cups had a straw in it. Realizing this one was meant for Coughkoff, as he was the only one of them without arms, she placed it in front of his little blanket nest. He did a sort of grateful eye-smile, and took a few sips of tea before verbally thanking her.
She gave the next cup to Roughraff, who again acted tough and insisted he didn’t need it. She gave him a knowing smile and let it sit in front of him anyway, certain he’d get over himself and drink it sooner or later. He usually did.
Chansin took the tea with a grateful nod, and after a sip, said “That’s perfect...I guess we finally found something old Marshmallow’s good at.” He gave a weak laugh, and Katie joined him.
“You should be nicer to him...” Katie muttered. “He’s not that skilled, but he tries his best...and he means well.”
He smiled, and nodded slowly. “You’re a good kid. Don’t ever change that.”
Katie smiled again, and turned to hand the last cup to Dimmy. He accepted the offer with a quiet “Thanks...” and not a word more.
With a sigh, Katie picked up the remote and sat down on the couch between Chansin and Dimmy. She looked over to the wall where Coughkoff and Roughraff were seated. “You guys can come up too, if you want. There’s still plenty of room.” She offered.
Predictably, Roughraff scoffed at the offer, but Coughkoff eagerly drifted over to her, still wrapped in his blanket. He settled upon her lap, which thankfully, was protected from his spines by the thick blanket layer covering them. Katie shrugged her shoulders at Roughraff. “Guess that means more room for the rest of us.” She said slyly. “You know, I was thinking we’d watch TV until everyone’s ready to sleep, and this is the best spot to watch it. But I guess you’re too cool for that.”
She switched on the TV, and started looking for a movie. Meanwhile, Whisper drifted back into the living room, two mugs of tea in his hands and one balanced precariously on top of his head. “Are these...for us?” Katie asked, deciding to relieve him of the one atop his head before he spilled it all over the floor.
“Oh, thank you.” Whisper said. “I just thought you and Brushido might like some as well, and I know I would...”
Katie nodded. “Thank you.” She took a sip. Chansin was right, it was wonderful. He’d definitely sweetened it with honey, which was perfect for soothing sore throats.
As Whisper drifted off towards the stairs to join Brushido, Katie noticed Roughraff climbing up onto the couch. He noticed her watching him, and immediately got defensive. “The floor’s too hard, is all!” He sniffled, and sneezed. “Move over, sock puppet!” He elbowed Dimmy, who jumped at the contact and squirmed over to put distance between the two of them.
“Take it easy. He’s not feeling any better than you are.” Katie scolded him. Roughraff simply rolled his eyes.
And so the group rested comfortably and enjoyed their tea, and in the end, they had all been made so comfortable that they were all fast asleep by the time the credits rolled.
