#lilbulblin

[lilbulblin]

*Ooal carefully sticks a red piece of paper to her head. It has “1“ written on it in white crayon*

this should work, right?

[lilbulblin]

((Ooal herself was born a few years after the events of Twilight Princess, so this is her frame of reference. She can and does show up in other times and dimensions because her bullbo Bob has a strange knack for sniffing out dimensional portals.))

[lilbulblin]

A little bulblin sat atop a large bullbo that ran through the forest in a big hurry. "Bob! Stop right now! I command you to stop!" the bulblin child said. She tried to steer, pulling the reins with all her strenght, but the bullbo was much stronger and ignored her cues. When the bullbo reached one particular oak tree, it abruptly stopped and started grubbing through the earth beneath that tree. Meanwhile, Ooal had been thrown off the saddle by the sudden stop and landed in the oak tree, where she was now hanging upside down, stuck in some branches.

Bob the bullbo was quite happily digging for truffles and ignored the stream of swears coming from high up the tree.

[amerchantofhappiness]

A little bulblin, 7 years old at most, approaches the mask salesman. She watches the smiling hylian with curiosity, circling around him and amazed at his collection of masks.<> In her excitement, the little bulblin forgot to switch to Common language, so all her questions sounded like barking and chirping to anyone who doesn't speak bulblin

He chuckled and blinked in confusion at the bulbin. He couldn't understand at all what she was trying to communicate but he could tell she was happy and excited, and that he liked! "Ahh, well, you're a new face!"he beamed, "Could you...repeat that, though?"

[allegiantchampion-blog]

a young bulblin child cautiously approached the Fairy Queen. ((Sharp-eyed observers will notice the bug net sticking out her quiver and the empty bottle tied to her belt)) "H-hello?" the little bulblin squeeked. Then, with all the bravado she could muster, she asked "hey you! I wanna know, if you are the Fairy Queen, does that mean you are the strongest fairy?"

The childlike Queen glanced over the child, white gaze widening almost imperceptibly in inspection of the creature. An amused smile reached her lips at the question, “It means I hold command of other fairies, but I suppose I am stronger than all of them, yes.” She explained, her tone reasonably kind, despite a vague disapproval of the child’s rather rude wording, “And who are you?”