Well I watch about TADC Episode 1 - 9 (I'm imagining about Jax is Abstracted) and I need you to put those Snufkins Characters (You know, The old art of TADCxMoominvalley Au) in this reference scene by using your art or gacha life 2 app
If you try to do it or you don't mind to doing it of course
Sure. I'll be honored to do so and I'll try the best that I can. I just need to know which scene you would want me to reference.
What if the next Moomin series was an anime that introduces the Snufkinverse: every variant of Snufkin in media ever all descend on Moominvalley and have adventures together and with Moomin and his friends and family?
There’s going to be a couple of more parts for the “First Meeting” Saga but then I’ll move on to singular one shots.
River winced as he felt the needle prick his skin. Nothing new, nothing serious. He’s made his own clothes and even repaired his tent a few times. He didn’t mind giving himself a job to make something for Little One. He took the old gown that the child was wearing and took the basic measurements from that. They’re going to have to burn it later or something. He didn’t want to make assumptions, but he had a feeling that something bad happened to Little One. Whether it was from the orphanage or what happened after he got out, it caused him to be scared of strangers. Little One hasn’t spoken yet, but he didn’t need to in order to show that something had happened.
No. He can’t think about this. At least not until it becomes important. He didn’t want to say it out loud, but because he was the eldest, he felt like he might have to be the one responsible for everyone else. He can’t explain why he felt like that, it was just instinct. It felt strange really to think and feel like that. Oh well.
River smiled as he put the finishing touches to his work. It wasn’t perfect, but that’s what made it fun. Who said that Snufkin’s smock had to be perfect anyway? After adding the final stitch and checking over what he deemed as his masterpiece. He smiled as he came out of his tent. He had a feeling that Little One will love his new garment, even if it’s made out of old materials. He strode out of his tent. Mumriken was sitting by himself, detangling some fishing line that he had. Samur was down by the river, washing the dishes from his morning. Jasmine seemed to have disappeared into his tent doing who knows what. Feltin had Little One wrapped up in his coat, seemingly done with giving the id a well deserved wash.
“You done here Feltin?” River asked as he approached the two.
“Just drying Little One off. Almost wouldn’t think that he was the same kid.” Feltin grinned, ruffling the boy’s hair a little. Little One whined and ducked away from the hand. Guess he wasn’t happy about the unexpected bath. At least he was clean and everyone can have a better look at him now.
“Definitely a lot better. I made something for you. Can’t exactly let you run around in those rags.” River smiled, holding the garment up for Little One to see. Little One’s eyes seemed to light up upon seeing the item of clothing. River couldn’t stop smiling as he gestured for Little One to hold his arms up. When the child obliged, he gently slipped the smock on with his head popping out almost right away. River helped with dressing the rest of him up before he stepped back, admiring his work. The smock was a bit uneven. It was made from different materials that River had to spare. Different shades of green and one sleeve that was a dark red. While the green sleeve was a normal length, the red one was longer and reached past Little One’s hand.
“There we go. Perfectly imperfect!” River grinned with pride as Little One’s curious eyes looked over his new clothes.
“Isn’t that sleeve a bit too long for him?” Feltin asked, an eyebrow raised at the long sleeve.
“Perfect for smacking Park Keepers.” River returned with a devious smirk.
“Smacking Park Keepers huh? I like your thinking.” Feltin smiled, looking just as mischievous upon hearing that. Better start Little One off while he was still young. Mumriken happened to look up at what the three were up to and smiled upon seeing Little One’s new look and clean face and hair. He placed the still tangled fishing line into his pocket and strode over to them.
“So this is who was hiding behind all that mud. Nice work you two.” He smiled, keeping a distance. He thought that three Snufkins being too close to Little One at once would be a bit much. Little One let a small smile make itself known before he suddenly spotted something by the river. He suddenly started going over to what he had spotted, going as fast as his little legs could carry him.
“Where’s he off to?” Feltin asked, scratching his head before picking up his damp coat. He’s going to have to dry it of somewhere.
“I think that he’s going to where Samur is.” Mumriken answered as he realised that’s where the tallest Snufkin was.
“Huh. Wonder why.” River muttered, watching as the toddler stopped near the tallest Snufkin. Samur didn’t seem to notice until he felt something small tug on his sleeve. He was a little surprised by that, but smiled when he saw the child standing right next to him.
“Oh, hello there.” He smiled, placing the dish that he was cleaning next to him. Little One looked at him curiously, even tilting his head a little. Samur briefly wondered if Little One was asking what he was up to or if he could hang around him for a little bit. “I’m afraid that you’ll find this very boring. Why don’t you go play with one of the others? It’ll be better than hanging around me.”
Little One glanced at Samur a little more, processing what he was told. He then tottered back up to the three Snufkins that had been watched him curiously. He then heard Jasmine emerging from his tent, carrying a fishing rod and bucket. He started to walk away, oblivious to the four Snufkins that were watching him.
“Where are you off to?” Feltin asked.
“What’s it look like? I’m going fishing.” Jasmine shrugged. Little One stared at him curiously and tilted his head before pointing. “What?”
“I think he wants to look at your fishing rod.” Mumriken suggested, looking at what the child was pointing at.
“Well…he can see it can’t he? Besides I don’t want him to hurt himself on the hook.” Jasmine shrugged with a bit of a frown. He ignored everything else as he started to head to a seemingly quieter spot along the river. “See ya later.” Jasmine didn’t wait for anyone to stop him as he disappeared to the far side of the river. It was a good enough distance away to not be disturbed.
“Well, that was a little cold.” Feltin muttered, watching as Jasmine walked off.
“If you’re not used to small children nor taken care of them before, I suppose it’s kind of natural.” River shrugged. Even he had to admit that he had never taken care of kids before, but even he didn’t feel cold towards Little One. Maybe he didn’t want to admit it, but he wondered if Jasmine was scared about taking responsibility for the child or he was just being too stubborn to spend time with him. It could be a problem if they don’t deal with it in the future.
“Okay…if it’s all the same to you, I was going to go explore the woods.” Mumriken offered, gesturing to the wooded area. He had been meaning to go there after they finished settling in to this new area. “Maybe try to find anything that we can use as resources.”
“Good plan. Take someone with you.” River agreed.
“I was going to take Little One.” Mumriken smiled, gesturing at the child. Upon hearing his given nickname, Little One looked up at him curiously. “Figured that he’d want to have a proper look around now that he’s out in the open.”
“Someone older.” River insisted.
“I can handle myself and keep an eye on Little One on my own.” Mumriken tried to convince the eldest.
“We don’t know what’s in there. What if something happens?” River pushed, not backing down from this arguement. “You’ll need someone else that’s capable with you.”
“What you’re saying is that you don’t trust me, right?” Mumriken frowned, crossing his arms. He can’t believe this. He has dealt with everything life had thrown at him since he was small. He can take care of himself very well, even the adults back in Moominvalley have mentioned it. So to be treated like he didn’t know any better was very foreign to him. He’ll just have to prove himself somehow. But for now he’ll just oblige with what River was asking of him. “Fine.”
Little One had been watching and listening to what each Snufkin was saying. Upon hearing that Mumriken needed to choose to go with someone else, his gaze immediately fell onto Samur. Without warning, he ran up to the tallest Snufkin again. Samur hadn’t been paying attention to what Jasmine was doing or what the eldest and second youngest were discussing, more focused on his own thoughts and what he was doing. So when he felt tugging on his smock, he was quite surprised.
“Changed your mind?” He asked. Little One didn’t respond verbally, but only tugged on Samur’s smock more, looking determined. “What is it?”
“I think that he wants you to come with us.” Mumrik concluded, scratching his head. Samur almost dropped the dish that he was holding in surprise. Why would Little One would want Samur to join him and Mumriken all of a sudden? Before, Little One wouldn’t get that close to anyone. Honestly, because he was the tallest, Samur thought that Little One would rather go with one of the others since they were shorter than him. He thought that his height would be quite intimidating to Little One. Apparently not.
“But-” Samur started, wanting to finish off his current task, and wanted to try to convince Little One to pick someone else. However, River gently took the dishes and cloth from his hands.
“I’ll take over for you.” He insisted, giving a patient smile.
“You sure? Thank you.” Samur asked before reluctantly accepting the help. He then felt the tugging on his smock becoming more persistent. He stood up with a small smile. “Alright, alright, I’m coming.” Little One grinned smugly before he pulled Samur’s hand in order to get him to move faster. Samur gave up and walked over to Mumriken with Little One running on ahead for a moment before looking back and making sure that they were following him.
“I think he really likes you.” Mumriken smiled as they started to catch up to Little One while he waited for them.
“What gave you that idea?” Samur asked with a raised eyebrow.
“He hasn’t done anything like this with me and I was the first one to connect with him.” Mumriken explained, continuing to smile encouragingly.
“Strange.” Samur muttered before he called over to Little One, who was running on ahead of them a little bit too far. “Little One. Slow down a little bit.”
“Well, they do say that some kids have good intuition.” Mumriken grinned as Little One once again waited for him and Samur again. River and Feltin watched as they started to disappear into the tree line. Seemed like things were slowly getting into place. Once everything has settled completely, they might be able to come up with a good routine in order to keep things running.
“With that settled, I’m going to make some bark boats.” Feltin grinned with a small shrug.
“Why?” River asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Because I enjoy doing it.” Feltin grinned more before he took off to find the materials that he needed for his crafts. River only stared at him confused before shaking his head with a grin. He still felt like he should be responsible for everyone. But for now, he’ll just let them go back to their own devices until he needs to intervene. It seemed right to do that for the time being. A part of him briefly wondered if this was normal. It almost made him feel like he was taking care of five younger brothers all of a sudden. It felt strange to think that, but he didn’t dwell on it for too long. This was definitely a strange time indeed.
