#Subway Boss Kudari

[spidefox]

Overdid

[beewitched-monday]

Emmet: No, we can't keep a stray mudbray

Ingo: *keeps her anyway*

Emmet and the "stray mudbray they didn't need" the same day:

[gypsypendragon]

Hello submas peeps. I come baring experimental submas postcard.

Still working with the experimental junk but I think it's pretty good? I'm probably going to get this as a postcard print for later in my shop after I finish the holiday stuff. Just have the legit nutcracker designs to finish then I'll probably post something about pre-orders?? Im not sure how those work exactly so maybe Ill just order a set amount. Not sure yet.

Also here's the parts of the postcard separated: The background makes me think of a retro arcade:

[heyitsevmlol]

when the subway boss is sus

[holorform2009]

Rain

It was raining and you are looking for a shelter, your box hiding your head and identity is soaked wet from the rain. You can feel the box is ripping apart slowly.

You needed a new one that's for sure.

Right now, you can meet the subway bosses later. Don't want them to look at your exposed identity. Huffing a breath, you slumped against the wall, sitting down criss-crossed. Looking up to the dark skies as the rain started to fall down hard, your box is thrown away exposing your face to the world.

You wiped your face with your bare palms, moving some of your wet hair strands out of your face, you sighed in exhaustion as you thought of the subway twins, wanting to meet them again as they were your only companions you had ever since you escaped that prison. That torture.

You shook your head not wanting to remember those horrible times they've done to you, your bandage legs explained it and a reminder of what happened to you.

You waited till the rain is gone, and when it is, you needed to find another box to cover your face. The current one is torn and crumpled, not by you, it was caused by the rain. Your eyes looked everywhere if there is any brown boxes you could find but there is none. You sighed in disappointed.

Well... Guess you need to find something else to cover up your face.

With a grunt, you got up and decided to walk and find a mask to hide your identity. Your clothes are already wet so what's the point on waiting?

The rain started to lessen, which is the best timing to find one.

You looked everywhere but to no avail. You sighed once more, heading towards the gear stations if there is any to hide your face. You hoped Ingo and Emmet didn't recognize you, since your box is gone. You gulped, you avoided the depot agents as best as you could.

Your stealthiness was becoming better than before, giving yourself a praise in your head.

"Oh! Look what we have here?" Nevermind you spoke too soon.

Your whole body stiffen when he comes closer from behind you. Forcing yourself to move, your head slowly turns over your shoulder to look at him. Every click of his heels made you want to bolt off.

Emmet, ever the bright who always smile, stepped closer to you and crouched down to your height.

Your body fully turned to face him, fingers nervously fidgeting as you make eye contact with his silver ones. "Are you lost little one?" He said in a soft tone. ". . . ." You shake your head no. You aren't lost, you were just looking for something to hide your face that's all. And thank God! He didn't recognize you.

He tilts his head to the side as he raised a brow at you. "Are you sure? Ah— are you injured?" His eyes looked down, looking at your bandaged legs. "That looks nasty." He remarked. His eyes held a look of concerned.

Sweating nervously, you step back as you look to your left and to you right, then back to face him. "Uh... No. I am fine. No need." You spoke too quickly. You need to get out of here, like right now. "Need to go. Bye." Turning around, ready to bolt off somewhere. But he stopped you before you can dart off. "Wait!" You stopped in your tracks and looked back at him again. "I am Emmet, and I apologize if I come off as rude and made you uncomfortable in my presence."

His smiled twitched, as if he wanted to frown but force himself to smile anyways. "Please, let me help. You looked like you needed one." Now that he mentioned it, you do need help.

Maybe you can ask him if he had a box somewhere in his office. "Boxes."

"Eh?" He blinked owlishly.

"Boxes."

"Are you looking for boxes?" You nodded. His smile widen no longer forced. "Is that so? I know where to find one!"

A black gloved hand pulled a cardboard from a random dumpster, and handed it to a child. "Is this the box to your liking?" You nodded and take the rectangular brown from his grasp. You take a note to yourself that this spot is where all the boxes are being kept, in case if your box is ripped apart or soaked till it's slowly falling apart, this is the place where you will have a replacement.

"I'm glad this is to yo—!" You cut him off by hugging his waist as a way of thank you for helping you out. And in return he hugged you back by lifting you up in his arms in a tight hug, which it caused you to drop the box in your hand as he patted your head gently.

He placed you down after noticing you were startled by his actions. "Apologies, you awfully reminded me of someone I know." He said, scratching his head in a awkward manner.

You shrugged and said it was fine while giving him a thumbs up with a small smile on your face before picking up the box again and scurry away. Heading towards the exit.

As your figure slowly turning into a dot, Emmet already knew it was you, he is not stupid, it was verrrrrry obvious. The similarities of the bandages on your legs, your posture, the way you move, the way you hugged him and a verrrry familiar voice. Though he wondered why would you hide your face with a box. He narrowed his eyes before walking away.

[m4nsch]

i recently found out that in the german translation joltik called wattzapf and it's such a cute name for it 😭

[bootheghoul]

I had this idea at 4 AM so I committed to the bit

[bellsartblog]

i think that emmet and ingo can both be noisy but in different ways. emmet has sharp ears while ingo has sharp eyes.

[critterbitter]

Local pachirisu child attempts to befriend two patrats (because they know the chopsticks game, and therefore must be cool, right???)

Alas. The children do not know how to communicate. (Want comics that aren't sad child hours? Check out the masterpost for my submas content!)

[jo-gakky]

No one could ever make me hate you, Emmet <3

[bottle-of-harpoons]

Mental illness won, I made some cringe.

So remember that old headcannon that Drayden was the submas boy's uncle? Well, it's cannon to me! So that means we get nephew Dayton.

I don't know how this family tree works, I just want the boys to be the goofy uncles to this lazy future high school drop out.

Also subplot, Drayton came into their lives the same time Blanc had a clutch of eggs hatch. Maternal instincts kicked in and that boy is now her baby. She just thought he was a weird looking joltik for years (probably still thinks that).

[xowlhousex]

Goofy train man in fresh new fit 🚂

[beewitched-monday]

All aboard the hype train!

[leafyisgreennotblue]

Forgot I had tumblr for a quick second there

[sweetnsour-stuff]

Emmet spotted in the Lumiose City Catacombs

[m4nsch]

submas with siamese-versions of each other