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Ickle Meatships!

Hopefully no one sues me for semi-stealing the SLEEP meme format but!

ICKLE!

Think about or think back on the childhood days/younger days of your character (or your character now if they already are kids). There's a huge playroom with a mountain of toys....

Have fun, Kids! And no fightings!

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No one is left behind?

[Billy sighs in defeat, bending to fondly pet the creature's head. It's nice---no one's really stuck up for him before.]

Eee. Noh hine.

::A rather definite nod. Then a nuzzling lick...okay, and a playful tug on his pants. Like a hyper dog::

Whoa! Please be careful. I'd prefer to keep my pants on, thank you.

[He tugs upward, making sure his belt is firmly in place, then scoops the little imp up.]

Hi, my name is Billy! Do you have a name? [Glancing at his friend's neck, checking for some sort of nametag.]

Eeee! Bee? Bee!

::He's about four pounds at most currently, if that. And maybe somewhere between a foot and a foot-and-a-half from ear to toe. So he's easily swept up.
Oh, ah...yes. There's a collar on his neck. Metal. No tags. Just a rather solid-looking metal collar::

Rrrr-ehnne.

It has been a pleasurable experience to meet you, Renne.

[And tiny!snuggles are go. Billy's never had a friend before.]

Do you have friends here?

::Snuggles are indeed a go. Complete with purring and sniffing. The question however, gets him a bit quiet::

Eee-eee.

::Head-shake::

[Billy sits carefully, with Renne in his lap, still ear-scratching and smiling.] Then I'll extend my friendship to you. You have already proven your loyalty, and I've never met anyone as fascinating as you before!

::Ohgawds, Bee. The power of the blush. Chittering bashfully, the oddity kind of snuggle-sniffs the skritching hand. Then licks::

Fffen.

Affirmative!

[Bouncing on his seat happily, he looks around the room.]

Would you like to participate in a social activity? We could practice construction with the blocks!

Ffffurrr!

::Chittersqueak. Already, he's trying to parrot back. Perhaps the gods should be thanked that this time, he's not trying to imitate full grown sailors?
Bee's next words however, bring a trill of confusion, as if...as if he doesn't know how to play, let alone what 'play' is::

Eeee?

[His new friend doesn't know what 'playing' is? Billy will rectify this immediately.]

Follow me! We'll build a pyramid together.

[He carefully sets Renne down, stands, and nudges for him to follow. Once they're at the block pile, he places one in Renne's hand.]

This is your first block.

Peee?

::Oh, so utterly confused. And oh, so utterly curious. Chirp, then he's bumbling like a drunk Stitch after Tiny!Bee.
Alas, the block put into his hand/paw? It first gets a sniff, then a nibble at one corner::

[Billy shakes his head, chuckling a little.]

No, blocks are not designed to be edible. We stack them, like this!

[He gently takes Renne's wrist, guides the block to the ground, then places another block on top of the first one.]

Eee?

::Chirp. Oh. Ew! No...right. No biting. Hence the 'blech' face. And...ohh, so that's how.
The bluething lets Bee guide his hand/paw. He may not know English but he's a decently quick learner. Hence the sniff-finding (carefully) for more blocks::

Bee. Eee!

Excellent!

[Billy quickly arranges a base, then starts building up the walls. When Renne comes back, he smiles.]

You learn fast. Here, pile them on top of the others.

Eee! Ehss, mah-errrr.

::Wow, that...really kind of feels good. Skin flashes a kind of summer-sky blue. Carefully, so he doesn't wreck what's already done, the oddity carries blocks over one by one. In his mouth. Like he was trained.

Er...well, he...kind of was 'trained'.::

[It's cute, really, but Billy feels guilty. He picks up a few in his little hands, clumsily carrying them over.]

There! That should be enough of a foundation to build.

[He starts building up the stack, bit by bit, but it's wobbling a little...]

::Chirp! Despite having called Little Bee 'Master', the oddity finds himself grinning just a little. The word 'foundation' confuses the oddity though. So he carefully noses blocks about::

Eeee?

[And the pile tips over, blocks rolling harmlessly between them]

Oops! I suppose we overbalanced.

[That's okay, though. This 'playing with others' thing is still new and shiny. He scratches an ear with stubby fingers.] Are you enjoying yourself yet?

Eee!

::Half-a-yelp. At first, it seems like he's afraid of something about to hit him. he doesn't encounter that though, rather, he gets the ear-skritch. And that's...really kinda nice.
So, Mini!Bee gets a chirruping nuzzle and a lick. And then a beastie finding a block and picking it up in his mouth::

Eeeph?

Okay, but I wouldn't recommend biting it. Do you want to try something else with the block?

[Hmm, what to do. Balancing on heads, clapping together, or...hmm.]

Is there anything you enjoy in here?

Eeeph!

::Chirp! Putting the block down, the oddity noses some, then picks up a few more and places them down. He's....trying to build something apparently::

[Little Billy watches patiently, observing Renne's unique construction method.]

What are you building?

Bee!

::Chirp! He's actually attempting some kind of tower-thing. His English may be shot dead but he's always been a very symbolic little thing...::

Bee? That's...me?

[He carefully nudges a block or two in place to stabilize it, trying to picture Renne's idea. Billy's never been the greatest at interpreting symbolism.]

I'm made of blocks? Are those cells?

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