Whumpril 2026 Day 17: Sneezing Fit
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This is a loose continuation of my Halloween 2025 Special snippet!
Hero dodged and weaved between the vines lunging at them. They jumped over a flower that tried to swallow them whole, and shot a beam of ice at the little army of ferns attempting to trip them.
They aimed a snowball at Villain when-
“AH-CHOO!”
The snowball fell to the ground as Hero went to cover their nose. Villain whirled around from their spot on a giant beanstalk. So much for the element of surprise.
“Hero!?”
“Villain! Ah-AH-AHHH-”
An entire flurry of snowflakes flew out of Hero’s nose. They sniffled. Their throat felt like sandpaper with the drainage dripping down the back of it. Their nose was somehow stuffed and running at the same time, and sheesh could they not stop-
“Ah-choo! Ah-choo! Ah-choo!”
…Sneezing.
By the time Hero was done expelling snotty snowflakes from their nose, Villain had summoned more than enough vines to restrain them. They lowered themselves down while bringing Hero closer to them.
“What is wrong with you!?” They demanded, “fighting me in the spring! Your allergies are terrible this time of year!”
“I thought you genetically-engineered your plants to not- not- ahhHHH”
One of the vines covered their nose for them.
“-aggravate my allergies,” Hero finished.
“That was for my greenhouse! Not for committing crimes! Ugh, Hero, you’re going to make yourself sick!”
“Are you gonna pin me under a gecko tree again?” Hero sniffled.
“Ginkgo tree. And we agreed to never speak of the Pumpkin Incident again,” Villain reminded them, “but I’ll tell you what I am going to do.”
Villain stepped down to the ground, flowers coming up to support their feet like a staircase. The vines carried Hero alongside them.
The plants spread across the city, following Villain all the way back to their home. Travis, the mercury man-trap, opened the door for them. The plant tilted its leafy head.
“Yes, I know, Travis, I was supposed to be out longer,” Villain said, “but our friend Hero here decided to fight us in pollen levels higher than a hippie on a mountain.”
Hero tried to greet Travis, but a string of sneezes came out instead. One, two, three. Ah, all done.
“AH-CHOO!”
…Four. Dang allergies!
Villain took Hero through the greenhouse and into their actual house. The vines started slowly releasing them as they approached the couch. Villain had Hero sit down and ushered the vines away.
“I’m going to make you a cup of tea,” Villain said, “do not try to leave. I will have Travis swallow you.”
Hero shuddered. The last time Travis had eaten them, it had taken them days to get the sap out of their hair. Sometimes, their skin still felt sticky, like phantom pains but for plant matter.
A tendril of ivy offered them a tissue. Hero took it, blowing their nose into it. This brought them relief for about two seconds before their nose stuffed itself right back up. They glanced out the window at the greenhouse. The pumpkin from last Halloween was busy tending to some gardenias that were getting fussy. Even though that Halloween adventure was over, Villain’s mothering tendencies had never really gone away. Hero was just happy to be consuming tea instead of sleeping pollen, and sitting on the couch instead of laying imprisoned under a tree.
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