well, i *did want them crispy on the edges and a little runny in the yolk, but not to this extreme . .
he does his best to offer a small smile, not wanting to make gaito worry.
i suppose i could offer these to kairi so they don't go to waste. he'll eat just about anything.
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tea shop run by a 𝓰reen witch.
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aha .ᐟ the little hedgehog jumps up and down, excited to have caught the man's attention. he squeaks and chitters more; 'i need help .ᐟ' he wishes he could say out loud, but maybe the squeaking will be enough to get the point across.
climbing his way up onto the outside edge of the windowsill, peeking inside. squeaking in hopes of gaining the man's attention. kou has a feeling he might be able to help . .
bellamy's echoing voice typically is a sort of soothing balm when kou gets worked up, but in the current situation, his teasing only causes a rare bout of annoyance. the little creature huffs and puffs, absolutely full of attitude he'd never have as a human.
once set on the
paws off the countertop.
there's a moment where, as if channeling his meaner packmates, the hedgehog looks very slowly between the notepad below himself and the deer above him.
it's sweet of bellamy to have so much faith in him but hedgehogs don't exactly have usable thumbs.












