*makes a banger au for my already banger au* ah shit
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*makes a banger au for my already banger au* ah shit
"Good morning to you, too, kiddo," Patton Honeystone greeted the excited theobird. "Are your pals still sleeping?" The creature, of course, only squawked in response, leaving the halfling to hum cheerfully as he strolled past and began to collect small round eggs from the coop's nestboxes.
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A/N: I’m so excited for this fic to see the light of day! Let’s see, fantasy AU, found family trope, a tad bit of hurt/comfort… yup, this is super self-indulgent. Luckily, I’ve gotten nothing but positive feedback from my wonderful beta readers @dolphin-squirrel and @diamondjackdaw !! This will hopefully become a series of oneshots, and I have plenty of art backed up for this AU that I’ll be posting whenever I remember to sjdhsjdh
Summary: Virgil stumbles into the Honeystone Inn on an abrupt voyage, meeting a strange host of guests. Strangely, Virgil’s paranoid assumptions seem more and more obsolete as they settle in - perhaps they’ve finally had a turn of luck.
Word Count: 4832
Warnings: food descriptions, innuendo, and I believe that’s all- ask to tag!