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Who : Little Equius and whoever finds him
Where: in his backyard and around the bubble
When: whenever during the age-swap curse
Style: baby!STRONG
Status: OPEN

One: In the backyard of his hive

It's very scary, waking up in a place that's not your hive and that doesn't have your lusus! Especially when you're a much shorter, not nearly as STRONG version of yourself, and know that without Aurthor around to protect you, you are subject to the whims of a brutal, ugly society. That's why the first day of the curse finds a tiny version of Equius, with both horns intact and no glasses covering his face, hiding in his backyard in the pen with Darkleer's horses. They are the closest thing he has to a lusus right now, and he's got his face pressed against the shoulder of the larger one, letting its large body block him from view.

Or so he thinks.

Two: Around the bubble

A day or so later, Equius discovers RoboEquius, and RoboEquius is about the coolest thing ever! It's like a giant, metal friend, just for him! They even have the same sign! And the robot speaks to him, but only to him, and only in his head! It's like an imaginary friend you can touch!

RoboEquius is cool enough that the little blueblood ventures out of the backyard, holding the robot's hand and letting himself be guided around the bubble. Should anyone get close, though, he retreats behind the robot's legs and peers out with serious, solemn eyes. It hasn't quite dawned on him yet that no one else can hear RoboEquius.

[OOC: I'm leaving on vacation tomorrow, so most of this log will be backtagged!]

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It seems that wandering around the bubble and finding lost children is becoming a daily occurrence for Washu. On one of her errands, she spots a familiar Robot and begins to migrate towards him, wondering just where his creator was.

Once the adult approaches though, she pauses to spot a tiny Equius sticking close to the metal version of his older self. It seems like all the trolls she's fond of are being turned into children lately.

"Can I help you find something Little One?"

When she gets near him, Equius ducks behind RoboEquius' legs, clinging tightly to the robot's hand and looking out at her with wide eyes. He has a good lusus, though, and remembers his manners.

"... no. I'm okay." His voice is a high-pitched, squeaky version of its usual bass rumble.

"Are you sure?" Washu crouches down to be more on his level and smiles. "It wouldn't be a problem for me to help you. Besides, I could never resist such an adorable child."

All so very true. "Why don't we start with introductions, hm? I'm Washu."

"I'm not a child!" Equius peeks out from behind RoboEquius' legs, looking cranky now. This is him without a moirail... quick to anger.

"I'm three sweeps old!"

"And I'm several thousands of your sweeps old. I think you still qualify as a child to me."

He may be angry, but she is very, very amused.

"I don't even know what a child is," Equius informs her haughtily. "Except that I am not one!"

"A child, or if you like, a grub is anyone under the species equivalent of 13 or 15." Washu just smiles a little. "The entire point is that you're younger then me, so deal with it. Besides, I'm offering to show you around and perhaps get you something sweet to eat if you want it."

"I don't eat meat." Never mind that meat isn't exactly known for being sweet, or that he's not afraid of her any longer... she's offered to feed him, so he's decided he's not intimidated anymore. Besides, RoboEquius will protect him.

"Then I'll stay away from the candied meats." Which, wasn't anywhere near the first thing to come to mind when she thought of sweets. Just what kind of candy did they have on his planet anyway?

"Just follow me, and we'll get some ice cream."

After all, who doesn't like ice cream?

All right, she's offering to feed him, so she can't be all that bad. And she said she'll stay away from the candied meats. Also good.

Just to be safe, Equius pushes RoboEquius ahead of him, keeping the robot between the two of them.

"What's ice cream?"

"Something that someone your age should have at least once in their lifetime, preferably more." She doesn't comment on RoboEquius being pushed between them. Washu just rolls her eyes and gives a faint smile and nod to him before heading off.

Children can be so difficult sometimes. It's amazing how an offer of food could pacify most of them.

She lead the way to the nearest ice cream parlor and let Equius order whatever he wanted while getting her own scoop of the delicious frozen treat.

In turn, RoboEquius rolls his eyes right back, although he waits until Washu's back is turned to do it.

Once in the parlor, Equius forgets his hostility in the interest of ice cream, and selects the bluest cone he can, adding blue sprinkles and blue berries for toppings. It doesn't take long before his face--and no small part of his hair--is a sticky, blue-smeared mess, and he's looking quite pleased with himself.

Washu may or may not have somehow taken a picture of the adorably messy Equius while he's eating his very blue treat. As for her own treat, it's just a simple cone of rocky road.

Once treats are acquired, she directs him to a table to sit and eat. Once he's done, she might attempt the adult thing of getting him to clean up a little. After all, he is a very blue and sticky mess.

Older Equius will be horrified by that picture, Washu, and may try all sorts of bribery and cajoling to get it back.

"I can do it!" With all the dignity a three-sweep old can muster, Equius struggles to get away from her and pulls a towel out of his sylladex. He then proceeds to... basically smear the ice cream all over the towel and not really get any off his face at all.

He can try, it won't work, but he can try.

She lets him pull away and get the towel and just sits there amused until he's make a bigger mess before holding out her hand.

"Now give me the towel."

Can you see her trying not to laugh?

"It needs to be wet to get it all off your face."

"I sweat on it, that got it wet!" Despite his denials, Equius hands the towel over. She is older than him, after all, and also got him an ice cream, so he'll cooperate. For now.

"Nope, it looks like it just made a bigger mess from here~." She takes the towels and gets up to head to the bathroom a moment. Once she returns, she has a slightly cleaner, wet towel and immediately begins wiping his face clean. She's not too sure what to do about his hair short of either dropping a water bucket on him or giving the little troll a bath.

Either action might be greeted with mixed results.

"Mixed results" would be putting it lightly.

Equius squirms as she wipes off his face, but he holds still long enough for her to get most of the ice cream off before wiggling away. "There, it's done now, I'm clean!" And except for how his hair is sticking up in points, that's mostly true!

Washu's pretty amused at his wiggling and how his hair is turning out. "For now anyway."

She can't help but feel a little sad, wondering how many times she missed doing this to her own children over the years. Those thoughts never lead her to a good place, it was just best to push them aside and focus on the here and now. "You hair looks like a mess but, if you like the way it's sticking up, then I won't suggest you go into the bathroom and try and fix it."

"It's sticking up?"

Horrors. Only lowbloods have hair that sticks up! Or so Equius' very limited experience tells him. He gives Washu a wide-eyed look of horror and runs to the bathroom to fix it.

The obvious "horror" is really too much~. As soon as Equius is out of sight, she's cracking up at how fast he ran into the bathroom.

A short time later, Equius comes back, walking with as much dignity as he can muster. Which isn't really a whole lot, considering it looks like he dunked his entire head underwater and is now soaking wet from the waist up.

"There. I fixed it."

Can she stop herself from doubling over with laughter? Washu's sure going to try. A few well placed clearings of her throat later and some effort of getting that smirk off her face and she nods.

"It looks like you got soaked fixing the issue. Come here, I'll try you off real quick."

To pull that off, she holds out her hands and coats the palms with warm energy. One quick run over his clothes, the slight sensation of warmth and he would be dry.

Equius jolts with surprise at that sudden warmth, then looks down at himself in fascination when she's done. He pulls his shirt out in front of him to look at it better, marveling at how it's suddenly dry.

"How did you do that?"

"By manipulating my energy output to gain the correct temperature that I required. It's simple really once you understand how to do it."

And have all the excess power she has even in the bubble. Even though, it's nod as much as she had before her arrival. It also meant frequent trips to the coral to recharge.

Two~

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