#Pray for me the A-90 fic idea might be dialogue heavy...

[diantheia]

Doorstober day 4: Snare! Fic category: Gen. Summary: A bunch of injured Snares go looking for a snuggle buddy. Word count: 536

After a long day of lying about, waiting for humans to stand on them, there was only one thing left to do: lie about and not be stepped on. 

A small group of downtrodden and miserable Snares lay in the middle of a greenhouse room. These Snares in particular have been having some awful luck as of late; every human that reaches the greenhouse seems to be near magnetised to their location! So many feet have fallen on their tiny heads! So many boo-boos for them to nurse! They’ve been struck by a terrible case of the big sad!

And the only cure for the big sad is to find a big entity to snuggle up to.

The first entity they came upon was Dupe, who had only recently decided to start setting up in the greenhouse. They were interrupted from… whatever they were doing (it’s none of your business!) by the sound of scraping at their door. With a loud growl, they fling it open to see the small horde of tiny plants.

“What do you lot want!?” snapped the irritable entity. The Snares all squeaked pitifully at the creature, hoping to pull at its heartstrings. There were none to pull at. “I’m not a charity case, get out!” Dupe shouts, slamming the door on the Snares. They turn to leave quickly, but not before Dupe opens the door again and grabs one particularly small and depressed looking Snare. “Not you, you can stay” And then the door slammed shut once more. At least one Snare was able to find a snuggle buddy.

They next saw Eyes, and Eyes saw them, waddling up to the eyeball mass in their pathetic shamble.

“We do apologise, little Snares,” Eyes said with great sadness. “But we do not think our body is capable of providing for you the comfort that you desire”

The Snares acknowledge this sadly, moving on once more.

They next came upon Screech, an entity who, whilst still bigger than the Snares themselves, was quite small.

“Snuggles? I love snuggles!” Screech exclaimed. After a hard day of chomping down on humans, one could only want to curl up somewhere cosy with some good company. There was just a slight issue though… “Oh, but I don’t think I have enough tentacles for all of you…”

First come, first serve; Screech snatched up two of the Snares, That left the rest to search for an entity they could snuggle with.

At last! They found the one entity they could always count on for their snuggles! The one, the only, their supreme overlord Rush! The small gaggle of Snares rushed (ha ha) over to the entity quickly, squeaking joyfully at the sight of it.

“Hmm, what do you lot want?” Rush asked, already getting settled down for sleep themselves. A cacophony of more squeaks emitted from the plant creatures. “Snuggles? You lot do look hurt… but have you been good enough to snuggle with me?” Rush teased. The Snares frantically squeak some more, pleading for the comfort that they were seeking. “Oh, alright then…” Rush easily concedes, allowing the little creatures to press right up against it.

By morning, Rush had somehow acquired a few dozen more Snares.