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Disciple, why you so little!?

WHO: Disciple and whoever wishes to find her
WHERE: Disciple's Hive
WHEN: Early in the week
STYLE: I will follow
STATUS: Open

[Those close to Disciple may start to realize as time goes on, that a new curse has started, yet they have not seen or heard hide nor hair of the older oliveblooded troll.]

[Wonder where she could be?]

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[Someone like her matesprit? Who is already busy taking care of grubs?]

[Sufferer knocks on her door.]

Kitten? Are you there?

[There does not appear to be a response, but it is unlocked, like usual.]

[If he enters he will see the hive appears to be empty. Well except for a very large, plush cat that is covered in blankets... that appear to be moving just a little bit.]

Kitten?

[Sufferer lets himself in. He sees the moving blankets, and has an idea what's going on here. He walks over and gently lifts them.]

[Exactly what he was suspecting was lying there under the blankets. Disciple in all her tiny grub glory, suddenly startled that the warm place suddenly became much less warm. Now there was someone looming over her, someone that was familiar somehow. He was nice; safe.]

Nu...

[The tiny olive grub smiles up at the nice troll, as she slowly crawls towards him.]

Oh...

[Sufferer reaches down, and very gently picks up the tiny grub, lifting her to his shoulder and supporting her bottom.]

Hi, Kitten.

[His voice is soft and kind, filled with wonder.]

[The oliveblooded grub gurgles happily, and immediately attempts to start climbing into his hood. The nice adult was tall and warm, and he moved around! This was becoming altogether too exciting.]

Neee!

[Sufferer laughs quietly, and pulls his hood up and over his head, so she can nestle by his neck.]

Let's take you home, shall we? This place is too big for a little grub to be all on her own.

[Home, she understood home, didn't she? Home was good, safe. Like the nice warm troll. The olive grub coos happily and continues to burrow into his hood, eventually nestling by his back as intended.]

Nuee...

All right then.

[With her safely secured in his hood, Sufferer leaves her hive and heads back to his own.]

I know another oliveblooded troll who will be delighted to see you.

[The grub settles in and starts to fall asleep, sure was nice feeling safe with someone warm.]

[And when they get to their destination, there will be a small kittytroll indoors waiting for her dad to show back up!]

[When Sufferer gets back and sees Nepeta, he brings one finger to his lips in a "shhhhh" gesture, then pulls back his cloak so she can see the tiny grub nestled there.]

Look what I found, Nepeta.

[The hood is pulled back, and the small olive grub nestled there comes awake with a large dramatic yawn. Oh, now there was more trolls, none of which alarmed the tiny grub.]

Nurrr?

[Nepeta clasps her hands over her mouth so as to hold back a loud squeal of delight - too late, though, as the tiny Di-grub is now awake!]

You found Mamacat! She's so tiny! And adorable! Oh, oh, I want to hold her!

Of course you can hold her.

[Sufferer carefully fishes Digrub out of his hood and offers her to Nepeta.]

Make sure you support her legs and bottom.

[Okay, now the warm troll was holding her out. Out to the other one. The younger one... who also seemed familiar somehow. This was a world of wonder and new experiences and yet she felt she was missing something. Either way, She cocks her tiny grub head at the new troll, and offers an inquisitive noise.]

Nrrr?

I'll hold her very carefully.

[She takes her gently in her hands, supporting her like Signless had said, and brings her up close to her face to nuzzle her, giggling.]

Hello, Mama! You're so tiny today. But you're really really adorable. I'm going to take good care of you until you're a Mamacat again instead of a Mamakitten, okay?

[Sufferer slowly backs away, leaving Disciple in Nepeta's very capable hands. He wonders if there are any other grubs about that need help...]

[The tiny grub sputters and coos under Nepeta's ministrations. Her tiny claws reflexively grabbing into her new oliveblooded perch she had been placed on. This perch was familiar, very familiar, but her tiny mind was having trouble recalling why.]

Crrr...

[The grubs eyes are drawn to the strange blue thing adorning the head of the young troll she was in the care of. She had no idea what it was, but she wanted it, and her twinkling eyes might just give that away.]

[Nepeta coos back at her, letting her grab all she likes as she carries her over to a pile of cushions she's made to plop onto it together with her new charge.]

We'll have lots and lots of fun together, you'll see! Just like we always do, even if you're smaller now.

[Uh oh! Nepeta sees where that twinkling stare is aimed, and after a moment's hesitation she tugs her hat off, holding it within reach.]

Is this what you want?

Cruu!

[The thing! It was the thing! The thing she wanted! The excitement is quite evident on the little grub's face as she flails her little claws forward trying to grab at it.]

[Oh goodness, as worried as Nepeta is about what a hyper little grub may do to her beloved hat, she really cannot deny Disciple anything right now, not when she's being so cute.]

Here you go...

[She places it within her little arms' grasp, using the edge of it to rub gently against Digrub's cheek so she can feel how soft it is.]

[The thing rubbing against her cheek sets off another round of cooing, along with the eye on that side of her face closing happily. The thing was so very soft!]

Nrrr...

[Her little claws make an attempt to grab for the thing. She wanted to feel more of the very soft thing.]

It's pawesome, isn't it?

[She giggles and teases, holding it just out of her reach and then within it again, rubbing her underbelly with it as she cradles Digrub in her free arm.]

[The very soft thing tickled! The grub sputters and giggles as her underbelly is rubbed by the very soft thing. Her little claws trying to grab at the thing, but her tiny giggling preventing her from really getting a hold of it.]

Nrrr! Crrueee!

[SHE IS SUCH A DARLING this is almost better than kittens! She drapes the hat over her like a blanket to make it easy for her to grab and, that done, she leans in to kiss Digrub's tiny grub face.]

[Immediately The Disciple-grub starts turning that hat over and over in her claws. SHE HAD THE THING! But then the adult was distracting her, the kiss on her face shocks her away from the very soft thing, and she presses one of her claws against the Nepeta's cheek after the endearment.]

Chrrrr?

[Disciple's black eyes lock on Nepeta's. Her underdeveloped mind was working hard, This troll was familiar, so very familiar, yet should could not figure out why. Why did she seem so... so... Very soft thing? VERY SOFT THING! She had it! Her claw drops from her face and she goes back to turning it over in her claws, IT WAS WONDERFUL, AND SHE HAD IT!]

[sakdjal just like a kitten. Nepeta doesn't know what to do with herself with how cute Digrub is being, and for a while she lets her play with the soft fluffy hat to her heart's content, petting a little at her hair now and then.]

[The chittering and play continues for a little while, Digrub lost in the excitement of possessing the thing.

Chchrrrr...

[But as time goes on Nepeta will notice the chittering becoming more of a rhythmic breathing, and the little claws stop fussing with Nepeta's hat. That certainly was an olive grub falling asleep in her arms.]

[Aww, she's tired herself out playing! She cradles her a bit more securely in her arms to keep her comfortable and warm, tucking the hat in around her like a blanket. The gentlest of purrs starts up in Nepeta's chest, hoping that Digrub will find it soothing.]

[One last thing as she falls asleep. A name floats to her immature conscious as she is drifting off. A familiar name. Her tiny mouth works it out as best as she can as she finally drifts off completely.]

...'peta.

[She knows her! If Nepeta's heart hadn't melted all over her already, it does now as she curls up in a protective ball around Digrub, just like Pounce used to curl up around her.]

Love you, Mama. Sleep, I'm here.

[And she does just that. It had already been a busy day and she was feeling a little overstimulated. Just a long rest and she would be up for more climbing and exploring. Maybe even some chewing on stuff if she can fit it into her schedule....]

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Disciple, why you so little!?

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I'm going to ollie outie here, you guys keep having fun!

o7 - Fare thee well!

we'll give you much cuteness to read! o/

Which is the polite way of saying this thread will give you a sugar overload.

cavity alert

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