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Do you think Tunner and Mintia could have Fan children?

I believe so. I need to think of what they might look like.

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Hungry Mard

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Mia, did you let Simon and Brud into my pantry again-

Like, I ain't saying nothing, but my snack supply is shrinking, but their bellies are growing.

Uhh, no..?

I’m surprised Brud got in there too. Usually it’s Durple that joins Simon in the snacking thing.

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Hii Mia!!! It's berry!! Sobuhm I'm not sure if you know this but do you know what yume shipping is?? Js wondering!! Also have a great day!!

I feel like I’ve heard it before, but I don’t remember what it is. Remind me again?

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You know, with how Learning with Mingle and Bambisitter Mia are proving successful, you think if Melody and the Sprunkis got their own show, would it also be a hit? :0

(I say we cast John Goodman as Tunner. /j)

I’ve actually been thinking about that recently. Maybe I can make my Horror Daycare AU come in handy… Or maybe I can make my Sprunkster care AU thing and make that come in handy… or maybe make a series of Sprunked…

(I feel like the Sprunked universe would have more problems than Sprunki. /j)

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you know i kinda had a weird thought lately

misfismix mod (or grown-up) tunner but he's giving the puppy eyes while his tummy is being rumbly? (just an idea tho idk)

He wants rubs… and a snack

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(I had recently been thinking about how Raddy might comfort you from an anxiety attack, so I decided to make a short story about it.)

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Raddy’s Quiet Strength

(A Sprunki story)

It was a bright sunny day in Sprunki Town. Most Sprunki’s were out doing their own thing and having fun. Meanwhile, Raddy was just leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

It was until he spotted you in the corner of his eye. You were sitting with your back against the wall, your breathing fast and heavy, and your hands shaky. The noise around you felt like it was closing in. Your chest felt tight.

Raddy noticed the flicker in your eyes, the way you were breathing, the trembling hands. His usual scowl deepened, but instead of walking away, he walked over.

Raddy: Hey man, what’s up with you? You look like you’re about to explode.

Words were caught in your throat. You couldn’t speak. Raddy’s expression softened and he knelt down in front of you. He stayed silent for a moment, giving you space without pushing. The noise of the town seemed to fade slightly, like the world had quieted just enough for you to catch your breath.

Raddy: It's okay if you don't wanna talk. Just... you're not alone, alright?

Even though Raddy’s tough exterior didn’t exactly yell out ‘comfort’, he felt like he needed to have this moment with you.

You still couldn’t find the words, your chest tight and breath shaky. Raddy glanced around, then gave a small, almost reluctant sigh. He mumbled softly to himself, “Maybe just this once.” He shifted his position so that he could sit next to you.

Raddy: If you want to, you can rest your head against my tummy if it helps you feel better.

You looked up at him, surprised. Then, hesitantly, you lowered your head onto his stomach. It was warm and steady, and you could hear the soft gurgly sounds of his tummy. He gently petted your head with one hand.

Raddy: You don’t have to say anything. Just sitting here is enough.

The chaos that was filling your mind faded even more. The tight grip around your chest loosened little by little. You stayed like that for a moment, feeling quiet, safe, and steady. Raddy smiled warmly, seeing you start to calm down a bit.

Raddy: See? That wasn’t so bad now, was it?

The two of you were quiet for a moment longer, the warmth of Raddy’s steady presence slowly easing the tight knot in your chest. Raddy stayed still beside you, his usual scowl replaced by something gentler, one with understanding.

Raddy: You know, I’m not really good at this kind of stuff. People usually think I’m just all tough and grumpy. But, I don’t like seeing someone like you drown in all that panic.

You were unsure of how to respond. But for once, you didn’t feel pressured to find the right words. Raddy’s presence alone was enough.

Raddy: Listen… If you ever need a break, or just someone to sit with, I’ll be here. You don’t have to fight it alone.

You adjusted your position so you could sit back up. You now had a warm smile on your face. You thanked Raddy for helping you. Raddy smiled back.

Raddy: Of course. I would say that you shouldn’t get used to me being like this, but, that doesn’t really matter. Because sometimes, even the toughest Sprunki needs someone to lean on.

You both sat there a while longer, the sun warm, and the bustle of the town fading into the background.

The End!

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Hey so uh OWACKX is scared of lightning in my headcanon right?

So his reaction to lightning is kinda hiding in a blanket, not wanting to come out ig? But would u draw that?

Here you go

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bread for tunner because yes :3 (btw he's my fav too!)

He likes it :3

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Lelelelelelele >:3

Cute!! >w<

Thank you!

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Wii Protect You

(Roleplay starter for me and @innocent-angel-girl only)

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Heya so uh can u make an art of tunners stomach growling and hes bawling?

Okie 👍

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Grumpy tummy

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Tired.. and hungry

(I finally got the motivation to draw again TwT)

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Clukr’s Tummy Trouble

(A Sprunki story)

It was a warm afternoon in Sprunki Town, along with a busy project in the workshop. Melody had her paws full of screws and bright-red wire. She was sitting on the floor, legs crossed, tongue sticking out of the corner of her mouth as she worked on something shiny and half-finished.

Garnold: Careful with those leads, Melody. Last time you crossed the red and black wires, the ceiling fan tried to leave.

Melody: It was just a little spin. Besides, Clukr caught it on time.

Clukr was busy working on a new invention. But, there was a bit of an issue; his cheeks were a little green and he felt sick to his stomach. He gagged and gulped as he covered his mouth with a hand. Melody took notice of this.

Melody: Clukr, are you feeling okay?

Clukr whimpered softly as he put his tools down on the desk. He rested a hand on his tummy with the other on the edge of the desk, leaning on it for support.

Melody: You’re looking a little woozy.

Clukr: Ughhh, I’m not feeling so good…

Clukr’s tummy made a sick-sounding grumble. Garnold felt worried and concerned for his buddy.

Garnold: Uh oh, please tell me you didn’t eat from that container in the fridge.

Clukr: It said ‘DO NOT EAT’ in marker. I thought it was a joke.

Garnold crossed his arms.

Garnold: But it wasn’t a joke. It was a threat.

Melody looked at the two with a bit of curiosity.

Melody: Why? What was in the container?

Clukr coughed a bit.

Clukr: Just some leftover soup..

Garnold: Clukr, I was gonna dump it in the sink. It wasn’t good anymore.

Clukr: But it still tasted good..

Clukr’s tummy makes another sick-sounding grumble, and he coughed again. Melody puts down the wires and she stood up.

Melody: Sounds like you have food poisoning.

Garnold: Maybe we should all take a break with the tinkering for now.

Melody: Good idea.

But Clukr didn’t like that idea very much.

Clukr: But I’m almost done finishing this invention. Could I at least finish it first and then we can take a break?

Garnold shakes his head.

Garnold: No Clukr, you need to rest so your tummy can feel better.

But Clukr didn’t want to stop yet, not when he’s in the middle of an invention. He was almost saddened at the idea.

Clukr: I just need a few more touches with it. I don’t wanna stop yet..

Melody notices the change in Clukr’s expression and she decides to add on.

Melody: Clukr, those final touches can wait, and that invention is not going anywhere. Right now, you need to let your body rest and recover.

Garnold: We have been working for quite a while now, so it’s best if we all have a little breather.

Clukr was hesitant, but he knew it would help him a lot if he rested. His tummy was hurting badly after all.

Clukr: Well, okay..

Melody: Come on, let’s get you seated.

Melody took Clukr by the hand and helped him walk to the bench. Clukr sat down with a soft groan, and Melody took a blanket and wrapped it around him.

Garnold: I’ll get started on making some warm tea for him.

Melody: Okie.

Garnold leaves to the small kitchen and he starts to prepare some herbal tea for Clukr.

Melody: You don’t feel like throwing up, do you?

Clukr shakes his head a bit.

Clukr: Not really.. Just feeling nauseous, and achy..

Melody sits down next to him on the bench.

Melody: Something tells me you ate the entire container of the spoiled leftover soup.

Clukr nodded as he whimpered softly.

Clukr: I was hungry at that time.. I didn’t know..

Melody: Maybe next time you should really pay attention to signs like that on the container. Because, you wouldn’t know if whatever’s in the container is still good or not.

Clukr nodded.

Clukr: Right.. Next time there’s a container that tells me not to eat from it, I should dump it away..

Garnold comes back with a warm cup of herbal tea. There was a bit of steam coming from it.

Garnold: The tea’s ready. It’s a little hot, so be careful.

He sets it down on the small coffee table that was next to the bench. Clukr smiles softly.

Clukr: Thanks babe..

Clukr sipped his tea slowly and let out a soft sigh. The warmth helped, but his tummy still felt like it was being grumpy. As Clukr sipped his tea, Garnold sat down next to him.

Garnold: You know, we could possibly install a label system, like color-coded stickers. Green for “Safe,” red for “Danger,” and yellow for “Smells weird, but might be okay if you’re desperate.”

Clukr: Let’s stick with green and red.. I don’t wanna play roulette with soup again..

Melody: Good call.

Mr. Sun began to dip lower, casting warm golden rays through the workshop’s windows. Outside, the gentle hum of Sprunki Town’s afternoon bustle continued, but inside, the three friends settled into a quiet, comforting rhythm.

The warm golden light of the late afternoon softened the edges of the workshop, casting long shadows over the scattered tools and half-finished projects. Clukr had his head leaned against Garnold, his green-tinged cheeks slowly returning to their normal hue as the herbal tea soothed his aching stomach.

Clukr: I guess you were right. Sometimes, even the best inventors need to pause and take care of themselves.

Melody: Exactly. And when you’re ready, we’ll get right back to it, and we can finish it together.

Clukr looked at her with a bit of surprise.

Clukr: Really? We can do that?

Melody nodded.

Melody: Of course. It’s always more fun to tinker with friends. Plus, I think your invention is pretty cool. Just needs a little extra sparkle.

Garnold: Speaking of which, maybe since we’re all sitting here, we can share some ideas for what this invention should do next. That way, when you’re feeling better, we hit the ground running.

Clukr smiled warmly at that.

Clukr: That’s a great idea. I’ve been thinking it could help other Sprunki’s out with any illness or injury. Like a little helper bot.

Melody’s eyes sparkled.

Melody: Ooh, I like that idea.

Garnold: And maybe it can have a flashing light when it’s on a mission. Could make clean-up time way more exciting.

Melody: Maybe it could have different modes. Like, one for medicine reminders, another for small first aid tasks, and maybe even something that makes you smile when you’re down.

Garnold: And maybe it can have a built-in snack dispenser.

Melody: You mean like it can carry snacks in case of emergency?

Garnold: Yeah, that.

Clukr: That’s perfect.

Melody: So now that we got our ideas sorted, what should we call this invention?

There was a short pause.

Clukr: I know. How about we call it… Kind Bot?

Melody: Ooh, that fits perfectly.

Garnold: Yeah, with all the medical stuff and emergency snack stash, Kind Bot will be the perfect name for it.

The trio laughed a bit as they all sat together. Clukr was feeling much better now.

Clukr: Thank you, both of you. I was worried I’d have to put the invention on hold forever.

Garnold: Hey, everyone needs a break sometimes. The best ideas often come when you’re resting and relaxing.

Melody: Exactly. Plus, when you’re back to full strength, we’ll make this the coolest helper bot Sprunki Town has ever seen.

Outside, the first stars started to twinkle above the rooftops, as if cheering on the little workshop filled with friendship, care, and a spark of genius.

Garnold: It’s getting a bit late. Shall we set the inventing stuff on hold for tomorrow?

Melody: Yeah, we can do that. That way we can be nice and refreshed so we can finish everything, and Kind Bot will be born.

Clukr: That sounds great. Let’s all get some sleep for tonight.

The End!