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A Bitty Drabble Series

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A series about you and your bitties.

Redoul was your first bitty. He was an unknown kind of Fell bitty that ended up being sold to a bitty fighting ring when he was still young. He was able to escape with the help from his cellmate and his cell’s neighbor, who helped him sneak out and run away.

Redoul, who’s life was saved by you, ended up falling in love with you... and you accepted those feelings and returned them.

...But as the story goes on, you eventually find and meet those old friends of his, and they become just as important to you as Redoul is.

Of course, you don’t stop at just your three LV ridden bitties, and take in more as time goes on.

...Although, none of your more recent bitties have quite the same amount of LV as your first three do, and they might just be a little scared of the trio at first, but with time they do get along and eventually do find comfort in one another.

“Boys, I’m back.” You announced as you opened the door. It had been only about 18 minutes since you left, and you were silently glad that you made it back before the 20 minute mark you had unintentionally made for yourself.

The trio seemed to be talking about something when you walked in, making them look up at you when you called out to them.

“Ma Chère! It’s About Time You Got Back!”

“look who it is, welcome back.”

“We were just wondering when you would be back.”

You smile at them. You can’t help but like the attention they were giving you.

“Yep! And I have a surprise! Or, well, a request? Depends on how you want to see it.” You step away from the door and enter the room. You bring forward one of the chairs in the room and set it next to the table they were on, sitting yourself down in it.

“I wanted to word this in a more fun way, but I figured it would be best to just be upfront about it. I signed some more papers—thankfully not as much as before—and have received the green light to bring you guys home with me and Redoul, if you want to come with us.”

…

“I’m—I’m sorry? What?” Umbra stuttered out.

Redoul then spoke up with a mock glare on his face. “Oh I Knew You Were Up To Something. Why Didn’t You Tell Me!?”

Cos stayed quiet, looking as shocked as Umbra sounded.

You laugh at Redoul’s shout, and gently replied to both of their questions. “Well, if I had it wouldn’t have been a surprise. And of course, if this is a little to fast and you would rather stay here for a while longer—“

“— no! no, we’ll go. please.” Cos spoke up at your words, sitting up from his position on the pillow.

Umbra stood up and walked over to you, once again wrapping a tendril around your arm. “We would love to go with you, My Dear—” You blink at the nickname, mildly surprised. “—But are you sure? I will agree, this is rather sudden, but I would believe it be more-so for you. We would hate to intrude.”

Redoul only scoffed. “As If You Would Be Intruding .”

You nod in agreement and smile. “Our home is your home, of course you're welcome.”

Cos and Umbra looked at each other, sharing unspoken words, before looking back to you. “Then, if that’s the case, we would love to come with you.”

—You felt a sudden weight drop on your shoulder, making you jump slightly. You look over to find Cos sitting there, smiling a smile that was warmer than any of the ones you’ve seen on him before. He looks away shyly when he sees your eyes on him. “thanks for taking us in, really,” he looks back at you and his smile somehow gets even bigger—and softer. “hope you’re ready to be stuck with us~”

Umbra hums in agreement and wraps the rest of his tendrils around you. “Indeed. Don’t expect to get rid of us now.” He smiles teasingly.

You and Redoul share a smile, and he hops up onto your other shoulder—the one he’s usually on.

“I wouldn’t even dream of it.”

…

“ …*snicker*… hehe, you wouldn’t even dream of it.”

…

“…OH DAMN IT COS!!! NOW IS NOT THE TIME FOR PUNS!!!— You Ruined The Moment!! ”

Your eyes flicker down to Umbra, feeling his tendrils tighten slightly around your arm.

He was pressing his, er, lips(?) together to prevent himself from laughing, trying to remain as stoic as possible, as he stood there shaking slightly.

…

‘ Oh my freaking— They’re. So. Damn. Cute!!! ”

You brought your free hand up to your face and pressed it to your mouth, trying to muffle your giggles.

“Ma Chère Not You Too!!!”

Cos was absolutely ecstatic at your reaction, and went on to ramble off various different sleep related puns for the next few minutes.

You and Umbra proceeded to die a little over the next few minutes, not being able to breath as you try to contain your laughter.

Redoul was fuming the whole time.

Eventually, you and Redoul, along with your two newest members of your household, made it up to the front desk. Rynell had said that once everything was settled between the four of you you were allowed to bring them to the front to finish signing the last of the papers.

“Alright, all that’s left now is for you to sign here,” she pointed to a blank line on the page, “and to see if your new bitties want new names, because if they do you’ll need to write them down on these papers and sign again.”

You hum and look at Cos and Umbra, asking “Well, what do you think? Do you want new names, or do you want to keep your old ones?”

The two of them both smile and nod. “We’ve already thought about it, and have decided that we want you to give us new names. We want to take a page out of Redoul’s book, so to speak, and leave our old names with the ring.”

Redoul smiles with them. “It’s Only Fitting; New Names For A New Life.”

A wide grin stretches across your face as you answer. “I would love to give you new names, but you’re gonna have to give me a few minutes to think of something good for you two, ok?”

Cos answered, “sounds fine to me, but i gotta ask; where is redoul’s name even from? i’ve never heard of it before.”

“I am also curious.” Umbra spoke up from his spot in your arms.

You laugh and look to Rynell. “Would you mind if we go sit down while I think of some names? And tell them where Redoul got his name too, of course.”

“Go right ahead, take all the time you need.”

“Thank you.”

You take a seat in one of the chairs at the side of the room and explain where Redoul’s name is from.

“Well, I would assume you know of Redoul’s rather… venomous nature,” they both nod, “and as such, I thought the name of a poisonous plant would be fitting. As I searched, I eventually stumbled across redouls. Redouls are poisonous berries that, ironically enough, slightly resemble blackberries. So, naturally, I thought the name was only fitting for someone who was a new counterpart to all the other berry-named-bitties. And thus is the origin of Redoul’s name.”

(The irony here is that the other Swap Sanses are named after berries. Blueberry, for Underswap (affectionately called Baby Blue); Raspberry, for Fellswap Red; Blackberry, for Fellswap Violet; Wineberry, for Fellswap Gold.)

((As a bonus, here’s the names I’ve decided on for the Swap AU’s Papyruses: Honey, for Underswap (unsurprising); Hound, for Fellswap Red; Coin, for Fellswap Violet; Coffeebean, for Fellswap Gold (I was so proud of that one))

“ok, i’ll admit, that’s pretty good. especially since it could be counted as a pun.”

“Don’t Ruin This For Me.”

“i make no promises.”

Umbra ignored the other two’s banter as he addressed you. “Do you have anything in mind for us, then? I must say, I admire the amount of thought you put into Redoul’s name.”

“Haha, thank you, but…” you trail off, thinking. “Well, I have some ideas, but they might be a little… dark?”

Umbra only hummed, listening. Your words seemed to have caught Cos and Redoul’s attention as well.

“well, don’t worry about offending us or something, tell us!” Cos said from your right shoulder.

“I Highly Doubt That They Will Dislike Any Name You Pick For Them. Just Tell Them.” Redoul reassured you from his usual spot on your left shoulder.

“Oh, fine. Well, for Cos, I was thinking of Nebul. It’s the German word for Nebula—unsurprising. A nebula is what is usually left over from a dead star, and is, technically, made up of stardust. Given your history with… dust, I thought it would be fitting.”

Cos stared at you for a moment, processing the information, before grinning. “Nebul, huh? i like it.”

You return the grin. “I’m glad.”

“And for me?” Umbra asked.

“Mh, well, this one might be a bit of a stretch, but I’ll say it anyway. Have you ever heard of the word ichor?” All three of them blinked, and Umbra shook his head. “Well, ichor is the word people would occasionally use to refer to the blood of a god with. Typically, it’s depicted as gold, and while you may not be completely gold in color, you do reflect it slightly. For whatever reason, your color reminded me of it, so I thought Ichor might be a fitting name. What do you say?”

He smiled, and—oh, was that a gold blush? “It’s a wonderful name. I would be delighted if you were to call me Ichor.”

Redoul nodded along, smirking proudly. “Ma Chère Would Only Pick The Best Names, So Of Course You Like Them.”

You laugh at Redoul’s words. “Then it’s settled. Let me fill out these papers for your new names and then we’ll get to head out—oh, I meant to ask, do you want head to the store to get you two some personal items for you to use—like clothes—or do you just want to head home first and go out at another time?” You ask.

Cos, now Nebul, hummed. “hm, i’m fine with whatever.”

“While I would like to go and see our new home sooner rather than later, it would probably be wise for us to go and get some proper clothes before anything else.” Ichor decided.

You nod and let out an affirmative sound, filling out the papers for their new names as Ichor sits in your lap patiently. Redoul and Nebul continue to playfully tease and pass jibes with one another from across your shoulders. Nebul would throw out a pun every once in a while and make Redoul growl something out in response, but you could tell it was all in good humor.

With the last of the papers signed you carefully stand up, allowing Ichor to sit in the nook of your arm and cling to it while holding your papers in your free hand. You felt Nebul tighten his grip on you at your movement, vs Redoul who didn’t move much, already long used to being on you as you moved around.

You quietly huff a laugh as you think of a bad pun, but the sound doesn’t escape Nebul’s notice.

“oh? what’ch’ya thinkin’ about?” He asked playfully.

“Just thinking of bad puns. You’re a bad influence on me.”

“Oh Stars No. Don’t.”

“no no, please do share.”

“It’s really bad, I shouldn’t.”

“I think you should.”

“…sorry Redoul, it’s two against one.”

“I Hate You.”

“I love you too. But anyway! I was just thinking that hopefully you’ll be able to get used to sitting on my shoulder as I move around, and, y’know, get a grip on it. ”

“ *snirk—* what are you talking about? that was great , hehehehehe…”

“It wasn’t and you know it.” You say, ignoring Ichor as he tries to contain his laughter.

You arrive at the front desk with two snickering bitties along with one scowling one in your hold, making Rynell smile with humor at the sight. “I see you're done signing the papers.” She said.

“Yep, along with the new names. Umbra is now Ichor, and Cos is now Nebul.” You bring your free hand over to Ichor, allowing him to wrap a tendril around your fingers. He stared at it for a moment, seeming to be thinking about something, before bringing your hand to his head and bumping it into your fingertips, silently asking you to pet him.

You felt your heart swell with affection at the action, and in the back of your mind you remember that Ichor can feel your emotions, and— wait is he vibrating.

… fuck he’s purring.

You could cry right now. You can’t get over how cute they all are.

You’re brought back to reality by Rynell’s voice.

“Good names. Let me just check over the rest of these and you’ll be all set to go, so give me just a moment.”

You nod and hum. “Mhmm, thank you.”

You catch Redoul smirking out of the corner of your eye, and you send him a questioning look. He huffs, amused, and answers, “I’m Just Amused That He’s Settled So Quickly; I’ve Never Seen Ichor Act So… Docile , With Someone Other Than Us. He’s Always Been Rather Clingy, So It’s Nice To See That He Gets To Indulge In That Now.” By the time he was finished talking, his smirk had settled into something much softer.

You couldn’t help but feel your heart (your soul?) ache for your bitties. They have been through so, so much, and you can’t even imagine how they must feel now—to finally be free and reunited. You really, truly couldn’t imagine.

“…alright, everything has been checked and filed. Here is a copy of your papers for you to keep—I recommend putting those somewhere safe and easy to remember, so nothing happens to them. They will let anyone who reads them know that Ichor and Nebul are rescue bitties and are to be treated with respect, as well as let the reader know that they are your bitties, and are under your care. All of that is for—guess what— more legal reasons so that no one gets arrested… sigh, the fact that these “warnings” are even needed is ridiculous. But, I digress. If you ever need a vet that specializes in bitties, there is one right next door that we collaborate with for our rescues. Other than that, you’re all set to go!”

You smile and answer. “Thank you for everything , really. I was serious about my offer before, if you ever need help with something, please call me. I’d be happy to help.”

She laughed, and jokingly said, “Well, would you ever be interested in foster care? Probably not now , but…”

You laugh. Loudly . “Hah! No, I could never. I would get too attached and never give them back.”

The two of you laugh and wave goodbye as you walk towards the door, “Feel free to call me, even if it’s not related to your bitties, I’d love to keep in touch!” She says, just before you step out.

“I would love to, and thank you again! Bye!” And with that, the door closes.

…

“…man, I cannot say just how lucky we got when you showed up. Geez… ” Rynell muttered.

“Tell me ‘bout it.”

Rynell jumped at the new voice, and turned around to see her boss. “ Stars…! You startled me! How long have you been there?” She asked.

“Hm, ’ve been in the hall fr’ a while now. Takin’ a break from all the paperwork. We really ‘re lucky that girl showed up when she did, don’ know what we would’a done if she hadn’.” He lifted his arm and rubbed the back of his head, as if he was trying to alleviate a headache.

“Yeah, I was really worried when the team had found a Shattered Dream of all bitties in that place. I’m glad we were able to keep that away from the media, otherwise people would have gone crazy and who knows what kind of people would have come to try and adopt him.”

“Mh, nobody good, that’s fr’ sure. If someone were to come around an’ try to adopt one of our bitties just because they’re rare , I would’a kicked ‘em right out.”

“While I do agree with you, this is the reason why I work at the front desk and you don’t. You would kick anyone you don’t like out.”

“True. Though, I gotta ask, what was with the bitty that came with the girl? Never seen one like ‘em before. He was buddies with the other two, right? In the ring.”

“Oh, Redoul. Yeah, he was. And I don’t really know. I wanted to ask, but it felt rude, so I didn’t. Hopefully I’ll be able to at one point without making anyone uncomfortable…”

“Eh, whatever. It doesn’ matter as long as the girl is takin’ care of ‘em. If ya’ find out, let me know, ‘m curious, but don’ sweat over it.” He sighed loudly. “I gotta get back to work. I’ll see ya’ later.”

Rynell huffed a laugh. “See you later, Mr. Levat.”

“Mhmm,”

Mr. Able Levat, the owner of the Great Lake Black Rescue Center. He was an odd man, one that Rynell didn’t really know much about, but what she did know was that he loved all kinds of creatures. From animals, to bitties, to even full grown people, he did everything he could to help them and find a good place for them. Most of the people that made up the team who actually went out to do rescuing were people from broken backgrounds of all kinds. Mr. Levat seemed to draw these people in like cats to catnip, and he’d end up taking them under his wing and help them set their lives straight again. He absolutely had no people skills and was unfairly good at doing paperwork, no matter how much he hated it.

Rynell was one of the few people who actually wasn’t from a horrible background. She ended up working for Mr. Levat 5 years back, when he randomly came up to her and asked her to man the front of his store—because apparently nobody in the center had any proper people skills and they desperately needed someone. It was a spontaneous decision when she agreed, but she never once truly regretted it.

They had been worried when Ichor had arrived at the rescue center, people would find out and flock to the place and try to “buy” him off of them. People like “bitty collectors”, who only wanted bitties for their rarity rather than companionship. Or worse, someone more official that would have the poor thing be researched on, so that they could find out why and what causes some Dream bitties “shatter” while others don’t.

It really was a miracle when you came in with Redoul.

Rynell was a good enough judge of character to know when someone was a good person and when someone would lie to her. She could tell you had only wanted the best when you asked if Ichor and Nebul were there. You were so nervous, and Redoul looked about ready to cry if she had said that they weren’t there.

“Now that Ichor is already adopted by someone he should be much safer… and he seemed pretty happy in her arms there, so I don’t think this could have turned out better.”

“…aghhh, well. Back to work.”

You make it out to the car and open the door, stepping inside and sitting down.

“Alright boys, go ahead and find a place to make yourselves comfortable—although I don’t recommend sitting up here,” you point to your dashboard, “if I have to speed up or slow down suddenly I don’t want you flying off my dashboard.” As you spoke, Redoul hopped off of your shoulder and down into his usual spot in the passenger seat, in the pile of blankets.

Redoul called out to the other two, “Come Sit With Me, This Is Where I’ll Usually Be For The Dive.” He said.

A second later and Nebul was already in the pile of blankets, laying face first in it. What did Redoul say that was… a shortcut?

“it’s so soooooft… i’m never leaving.” Nebul mumbled from the pile.

You and Redoul laugh. Ichor takes a moment to move, stepping away from your lap and into the pile with the other two. He settles, and once again laches his tendrils onto his packmates.

“Alright then,” You say as you buckle yourself in, “let’s get going.”

Arriving at a bitty shop, you park your car and turn it off.

“Ok, we’ll try to make this quick. We will browse for a little while and see what we find, along with getting some essentials for you two, then we can head home.” You step out of the car and hold the door open for your bitties. Nebul shortcuts to your right shoulder, and Redoul was already on your left when you stepped out. Ichor pulled himself up into your arms and you cradled him in your left. With your free hand you shut the door and lock it.

You’ve only been to this shop a few times for Redoul, buying things for him occasionally when it was needed—or to buy him a gift, but that was rare.

You walk into the building and look around, viewing the familiar scene. The walls were a light cream color and there were various different aisles of things to buy. There was a desk up against one of the walls to your left, and beside it was a large glass wall with many different bitties behind it.

You quietly look away just before the woman behind the counter looks up. You walk away and grab a cart, gently placing Ichor on the top of it so that you could use both of your hands to push it. He kept a tendril around one of your arms as you pushed.

“We’ll head to the clothing aisles first, since we only really need to get some clothes for you two. I already have basically everything else we would need back home. After we pick out some clothes we can look around for anything that catches your eye, okay?”

“Sounds good.” Ichor said.

Nebul only hummed, leaning further into your neck from where he sat on your shoulder.

The next few minutes pass with you strolling down the different aisles as your bitties point out the things they want. Nebul found a Outertale jacket that he absolutely fell in love with. It was blue and yellow, like most, but instead of the stripes going across the middle of the jacket they went across the bottom, and on the left side of it was an impressively small embroidered star. Most Outertale jackets had fluff lining both the hood and the bottom, but the one he found only had it lining the rather large hood, and the color of the fluff was a light shade of yellow instead of white. It was honestly a bit big on him, as you're pretty sure it was made for an Outerswap Papyrus, but it was the only one left and he insisted.

Ichor on the other hand seemed to gravitate towards some of the looser and more comfortable clothes they had to offer. He found a top that could be considered a long cardigan, with the way the bottom split open like one, but had a top that was closed like a normal shirt. The sleeves were in the style of bishop sleeves and were long enough to cover his wrists. A sewn-in band of cloth separated the two parts of the shirt(?) at the waist, and the neckline was a boatneck cut. He then picked out a pair of pants in a straight cut that stopped mid calf… or mid tibia? Each article of clothing was made of a thin, comfortable material.

They picked out more clothes than this, but those seemed to be their favorites. You learned how to sew a while back, and asked them if they wanted you to make any adjustments to anything they got, like make Nebul’s jacket fit slightly better, or make an opening for Ichors tendrils, but it seems that it wasn’t needed. Nebul was happy with the jacket being oversized (understandable), and Ichor’s tendrils could form on top of clothing when he wanted them to, so the opening wasn’t needed.

You had caught more than a few people staring at Ichor, which was something you expected to happen, given that Ichor is one of the rarest bitties out there, but it didn’t stop you from worrying about his comfort under all the staring.

He must have sensed your worry, as reached out another tendril to wrap around your arm.

“You don’t need to worry about me. While it may be unfortunate, I am quite used to the eyes of spectators being on me.” He said.

You sigh, looking down. “I know, I just wish they would… I don’t know, have more manners? I know your appearance is surprising, but they could at least not stare.”

He smiles at you sadly. “Perhaps, but unfortunately they still do, so I have no choice but to ignore them. It’s only in my benefit to do so.”

“you really don’t need to worry about us, them staring a little isn’t gonna kill our mood, so you shouldn’t let it kill yours either.” Nebul said from the shelf next to you, holding a light bluish-gray hoodie up to look at.

You let out a small laugh, smiling down at them. “Yeah I know, it’s just annoying that they just seem to have to do that. It’s kinda ridiculous.” You say sarcastically.

“It Is Kind Of Ridiculous How Much Some People Just Stare At Us. I Still Have People Staring At Me From Time To Time When They Notice That They Can’t Pinpoint What Kind Of Bitty I Am. If They Want To Know, Then They Should Just Ask! It’s Not Like I’ll Get My Feelings Hurt Over Someone Being Confused . It’s Not Exactly A Secret, Either.” Redoul scoffed at the thought. You had both decided a while ago to not bother with trying to hide his identity as a new bitty type, not seeing the point in it when it’s kind of obvious to anyone who pays attention.

“well, guess i got lucky on that part. i am, for the most part, just a normal bitty. i just happen to have a crack over my socket; nothing too surprising there.”

“A Crack, And LV.”

“that too.”

“Maybe so, but all three of us have that. Not to mention you have more cracks than Nebel does.”

“i guess that just makes us special~”

“I Don’t Think Special Is The Right Word.”

You felt yourself smile at their banter.

You’re so glad they’re back together again.

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evening-in-a-reflection · 1 year ago

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A Bitty Drabble Series

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A series about you and your bitties.

Redoul, who’s life was saved by you, ended up falling in love with you... and you accepted those feelings and returned them.

...But as the story goes on, you eventually find and meet those old friends of his, and they become just as important to you as Redoul is.

Of course, you don’t stop at just your three LV ridden bitties, and take in more as time goes on.

- || Notes -

I’m writing literally EVERYTHING as I go, so there is very little initial plot and won’t be a lot of drama, but I’m having fun so it doesn’t matter too much.

By the way… does anyone have any suggestions for what bitties should be introduced next? I’m stuck on who I want to introduce next after the last two of our initial trio is finally adopted. It would preferably be a Papyrus, but a pair of brothers or a Sans would work too. I just need ideas.

You think that it’s safe to say that everything’s been going great.

The trio still hasn’t moved away from each other since you’ve gotten here, and don’t look like they plan to any time soon. They weren’t absolutely glued to each other like they were in the beginning anymore, but still stuck close together. The three of them have taken to sitting on one of the few pillows on the table to relax. Redoul was sitting upright with his legs crossed. Cos had decided to lay down and looked about ready to pass out from the way his sockets were drooping. Umbra ended up having two of his tendrils latched onto each of his companions and didn’t seem to have any intentions of letting go, something of which you found to be rather cute.

On another note, it seems that the other two have warmed up to you rather quickly, but you suspect that that may be because of you being Redoul’s mate. In their minds, they’re probably thinking that if Redoul trusts you and loves you enough to officially be your mate, then they have no reason to doubt you. You couldn’t help but be glad that they took to you so quickly.

Redoul had, at some point, insisted upon you coming closer to sit with them (or as much as you could, give you being fifty to a hundred times bigger than them), so you moved to leaning against the table next to the pillow on Redoul’s side, not wanting to invade the other two’s personal space.

Turns out Umbra was having none of that.

His remaining two tendrils stretched out (how far can those things go??) and latched onto your wrist, keeping you in place and eventually tugging you even closer. So close that you ended up practically hovering over them in a mildly uncomfortable position.

“Boys I literally can’t get any closer without squishing you, stop tugging!”

“No! You Are Too Far Away!”

“I am right here!”

“It’s Not Close Enough!”

“I agree with him.”

“What do you expect me to do to fix this…?”

“i say you pick up the pillow and put us in your lap. then, you can sit down and everyone can be happy.”

“…all of you are impossible. Fine.”

You only heard snickers from the smallest in the group as you gently shifted the pillow into your arms and carried them to one of the nearby beanbags to sit down in. Once you were sat down and comfortable you spared them a flat look.

“Happy?”

…

“…did all three of you just tug on me?”

“Yes.”— “Yes.” —“yes.”

“…I give up.” More snickers ensued, although this time it was from both Redoul and Cos—and you noticed that Umbra seemed to be holding a rather teasing smirk on his face.

But before anyone could say anything more a knock sounded on the door. A moment passed and the door gently opened.

“I apologize for interrupting, and I really am sorry, but you’re going to have to go soon,” Rynell’s head peaked through the open gap and looked at the four of you with an apologetic and even sad expression. “We have another appointment due soon and are going to need the room, not to mention the fact that you’re nearing the end of your appointed meeting time.”

You stare shocked at her for a moment before moving to look at the clock on the wall. 11:23. It’s almost been two hours.

“I… I didn’t even notice.” You say as you gently stand up, being careful with the passengers in your arms.

…you’re suddenly aware of the tight grip Umbra has on your arm. You look to the bitties in your arms.

Umbra’s tendrils cling to your arm, coiling around it even more. Even Cos had taken to clinging to your shirt, along with Redoul’s wrist.

Ah. They don’t want you to go.

You look at Redoul. He was looking down, and didn't make eye contact with anyone until—

“Enough You Two. We Are Not Leaving Forever. You Will See Us Again Soon Enough, So Let Go.” He spoke firmly.

A few seconds pass with nothing happening, before finally the two let go.

You stare at them for a moment before your eyes discreetly flicker over to your arm. You don’t think there will be any marks, but with how tight Umbra was holding you, you wouldn’t be surprised if there were some later.

…

“…Rynell, when is the earliest I can make my next appointment?”

You take your keys out from your purse and unlock the front door to your house. Stepping inside, you take off your shoes and put them on the shoe rack next to the door. With an impressive leap, Redoul jumps from your shoulder to the couch and lands easily. He then jumps to the floor and makes his way towards the kitchen with you following close behind.

You had been chatting idly with Redoul about how the meeting went when the two of you had made it home just in time for lunch. Neither of you stopped your conversation as you started to prepare food for yourselves.

“—I’m just glad they took to me so well. I have to admit, I was a little worried that they wouldn’t want anything to do with me when we met.”

“Don’t Be Ridiculous, Of Course They Would Take To You Well! You Are My Chosen Mate, Why Wouldn’t They?”

“I don’t know… I just thought that since you’ve all had such a bad history with humans, I guess I was expecting them to be a little more… guarded?” You grab a pot from its storage and place it in the sink to fill it with water. “I mean, you were like that when we first met! You didn’t want anything to do with me, and I’m sure if we hadn’t gotten snowed-in that day, you would have left…”

A few moments of silence pass, and you look over to Redoul, wondering why he’s so quiet. He had a look of confusion on his face as he was staring at you. He then looked off to the side and placed a hand to his chin with a look of contemplation, before it was replaced with one of realization.

“…I Never Told You.” He sounded oddly quiet.

“I… tell me what?” You ask in confusion.

“The Two Of Them, Cos And Umbra, They Are My Packmates.”

You blink. “I’m sorry? I don’t know what that means. Does that mean you’re… like, family?”

Redoul shook his head, “No, But Close. It Is… Difficult To Describe. Packmates Share A Bond That Is Similar To A Kind Of Family Soul Bond. It’s Like Family But… More. Like Most Soul Bonds, We Can Feel One Another’s Emotions—Albeit Not As Intensely As Our Bond, A Bond Of Chosen Mates. But, When… When We Were In The Ring All That We Had Was Each Other, And It Drew Us Closer. To Be Completely Honest With You, Had We Been… In A Different Environment, We Would Have Likely Been Chosen Mates. But In The Ring Things Like Chosen Mates Could Not Be Afforded, Lest You Suffer A Fate Worse Than Death When You Evenbly Lose Them.” He stood next to you on the counter and placed a hand on your arm.

“So you were… in love? Or is it something more vague than that?” You couldn’t help but question. You were still confused.

“Not Quite. Again, Had Things Been Under Different Circumstances, Then Perhaps. But Not Now. After All That We’ve Been Through I Don’t Think We Could Ever See Each Other In That Kind Of Light. Our Very Souls Acknowledge One Another As Fellow Survivors And Familiar Faces. It Has Been Ingrained Into Us That We Can Never See Each Other As More Than That.”

You take a moment to think, trying to sort out your thoughts. “…I think I get it. I can’t really describe it either, but I think I get it.”

Redoul nodded, looking satisfied.

“I’m Sure You Do. I Know You’re Smart, So I’m Sure You Understand On Some Level.”

“Okay then, if I am understanding this correctly, then the reason you said that it was essentially only natural for Cos and Umbra to have warmed up to me is because you’re… packmates, you said? And because they are your packmates, they trust your judgment more than their initial dislike towards humans, and thus saw me as a friend rather than foe?”

Redoul nodded, “Essentially,” He said, before pausing to think again.

“There Is… More To Being Packmates Than That, But I Think It Is Best We Discuss It After We Eat, As This Particular Topic Will Involve You—My Chosen Mate—Quite Heavily.” He seemed… apprehensive, at the notion.

“Oh, okay then.” You agree simply.

“Speaking Of Food, The Pot Is Overflowing.”

“Ah—”

With lunch finished and eaten, you and Redoul moved yourselves over to the couch to relax. You sat down and pulled up your knees, lounging against the armrest with a pillow behind you. Redoul would usually take to sitting across some part of you; sitting atop your knees, sitting against your propped up legs on your stomach, or in the crook of your neck… any spot he found comfortable, really. Today he had taken to sitting against your legs, seeming to want to face you for this conversation.

“So, what is it you wanted to talk about…?” You ask quietly.

“…” Redoul took a moment to think, his arms crossed as he leaned into your legs. “I… I Haven’t Told You This Because, With How This Will Impact You, I Was Worried That It Would Make You Uncomfortable… Or Worse, Scare You Off.”

You look at him confused. “I, I don’t understand. What would scare me off? Or make me uncomfortable?”

Redoul grunted, and looked conflicted. “I Was Going To Tell You This Eventually , But I Just Hadn’t Yet. And Then When We Found Out That They Were Alive I… Before, I Thought I Would Never See Them Again, So I Never Told You, Because I Was Never Ready And I…”

You didn’t understand what he was talking about, but you stayed silent. He looked like he needed to get this off of his chest, so you stayed silent.

Redoul then sighed loudly, “I’m Making Excuses…” He said.

You hum, “Whether or not they are excuses, it looks like you need to get a few things off of your chest, so I won’t interrupt. Keep going.” You take his hand in yours, “I’ll listen, I promise.”

He looked you in the eye and stared with his head tilted downward before he nodded and spoke, “Sigh… Well, I Was Going To Tell You This Eventually, But When We Found Out That Cos And Umbra Were Alive I, Well I Didn’t Even Have The Time To Tell You. Under More Ideal Circumstances, I Would Have, But Here We Are.” He took in one more breath before continuing. “In Packs, It Is Not Uncommon For One’s Chosen Mate To Develop Romantic Relationships With The Other Pack Members. In Fact, In Most Cases, It’s Almost Expected. So Now, The Other Two, On Some Level, May View You As A Potential Mate.”

Redoul continued, “Of Course, Nothing Is Set-In-Stone. You Have The Option To, Should You Choose To, Only Stay With Me, Or Be With Them As Well. I Was Hesitant To Tell You Because I Know That Many Humans Frown Upon Romantic Relationships With More Than Two Partners—And While I Didn’t Think You Would Have Had An Issue With That, I Know That This Would Potentially Be Stressful For You. Not To Mention The Fact That I Thought I Would Never See Those Two Again, Let Alone Think There Be A Chance For Them To Meet You… So I Never Brought It Up.”

…You didn’t know what to say, but you spoke anyway. “I… so, wh-what now? Am I… supposed to do something? I’m at a loss for words here…” Is your face getting hot?

“Well, I Suppose You Should Think About What You Want To Do From Here. I’ll Be Happy With Whatever Choice You Make In The End, Since You’re Already Mine. If It’s Them, I Wouldn’t Mind Sharing You—If That’s What You Want, Of Course.” He said, as if it was fact—which it was, of course, it just felt a little flustering with how he said it so confidently…

…Oh yeah your face is definitely getting hot.

“W-well, I suppose I wouldn’t mind whatever happens. You already know how I work, I’ll just see how their feelings develop for me and act from there—”

“If That Is The Case, Then Developing Romantic Feelings For You Is Only Inevitable For Them. As Packmates, When We Are Close Together, We Can Vaguely Feel Each Other’s Emotions—Disregarding Umbra’s Inherit Abilities As An Empath. If You Don’t Tell Them “No, I Do Not Want This,” Outright, Then Falling For You Will Only Be A Matter Of Time For Them. They Will Be Able To Feel My Own Affection And Love For You, And Will Be Affected By It. Umbra Especially. Emotions Don’t Usually Affect Him So Intensely, But Due To Our Bond, It Is Like Having An Open Flood Gate For Him. I Wouldn’t Be Surprised If He Was Already Starting To Develop Such Affections For You.”

You couldn’t help but think back to the way Umbra clung to your arm. Was that because…?

“I don’t… what would happen if I said that I only want to stay with you?”

“At This Point? Nothing Bad, I Assure You. It Would Simply Be Like A Barrier Has Been Placed Down; Preventing Them From Being Affected By My Love For You.” He shifted slightly. “If You Wait Too Long To Deny Them, However, It Could End Up Being Rather Painful For Them, Because They Would Have Already Started To… Well, Fall In Love With You.”

“Oh…” Was all you could bring yourself to say.

“You Don’t Need To Make That Decision Now, You Know. We Have Until Our Next Appointment… Though I Suppose It’s Not Too Much Time, Since It’s Tomorrow Afternoon, But My Point Stands. You Can Take Your Time To Think About It.”

Redoul moves to sit in the crook of your neck, nuzzling into you. You sigh and nuzzle back, “Well, you definitely springed this on me. There is no slow way to approach this, is there?” You ask.

“Not Really, No.” He answered. You sighed again.

You think for a while, mulling over your options. “I guess… I can give them a shot? You already said you’re okay with it, and I really have no reason to say no, so… yeah, I guess I’m doing this.” You finally say.

“You’re Sure? I Know That This Is A Lot To Take In, And It Won’t Be Easy To Go Back If You Don’t Like The Way Things Turn Out. You Will Break Their Hearts If You Do.” He asked gently.

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure. It might take a little while to get used to, though.”

“And you aren’t doing this just because you pity them.” He didn’t bother stating it as a question.

“No, like I said before, you know how I work. If someone is interested in a relationship with me I won’t turn them down,” you nudge at him teasingly. “ You just happen to be the first person to make a move on me, and since you’ve already approved of this, I really have no reason to say no.”

He huffed, looking both proud and sheepish. “Are You Saying That You Would’ve Said Yes To A Date With Anyone Who Asked You Out? Were You Desperate?” He said sarcastically.

You laugh. “Before you, I would have said yes to anyone, so long as I didn’t hate them or was attracted to them. I wasn’t desperate, I was simply content with my life, and open to any developments that could have come. You , My Love, were one of the biggest and most unexpected developments I could have ever had in my life. But I could never say I’m not happy that it happened.” You nuzzled him again and kissed his cheek.

He scoffed and turned his head, moving to kiss you, “Kiss Me Properly, You Fool.” He said. You didn’t kiss like this often, due to your lips almost covering his whole face in a manner you find slightly awkward. But, for reasons you couldn’t understand, Redoul seemed to love it whenever you shared a ‘proper’ kiss, so you indulged him whenever he would ask for one.

The kiss ended, and as you pulled back you looked at your mates face. He looked nigh blissful as he sat there.

You truly couldn’t understand why he was so fond of your kisses, but you were flattered nonetheless.

Your voice pulled him out of his thoughts. “So, tomorrow. Do we mention this whole… potential mates thing , or…? I’m not a bitty nor a monster, so I’m unfamiliar with the customs you practice—obviously.”

His face was still a bit red from the kiss you shared as he answered. “Ah, Yes. It’s Whatever You Want, Really. Even If You Don’t Bring It Up, It Would Be Implied By Your Lack Of Mentioning It That You Are Not Turning Them Away, So They Would Understand Even If You Don’t Say Anything. Or If You Do Want To Discuss It, But Bringing It Up Makes You Uncomfortable, I Can Do It For You.”

You hum as you think, trying to decide what you want to do. “I’m not entirely sure… I will admit, talking about it does sound embarrassing for me, since I’m not familiar with these things, but I feel that it may be necessary for me at the very least, as I’m the only one who is unfamiliar with your traditions. I feel that if we don’t talk it out, I may miss something important. But…” You trail off.

Redoul let out a questioning hum as he waited for you finish. “Perhaps we should at least wait to mention it. You just got the chance to reunite with them, and all we’ve been doing since we got back was focus on how this will affect me. Let’s give this more time so that you can actually reconnect with them, rather than worry about me and my position in this, okay? We can get back to how I tie into all this after you’re all settled.”

Redoul blinked at your words, seeming to have forgotten that fact all together. “Very Well Then, But… If They Bring It Up, We Should Still Talk About It. Is That Alright With You?”

You nod in agreement. “Sounds good.”

The next day, you're back at the rescue center for your next appointment.

You walk in and see Rynell behind the front desk once again, signing more papers.

“Are you here everyday? When do you ever get a break?” You ask with humor in your voice.

Rynell looks up at you, and smiles. “Oh, I live right next door, so really, I can come in whenever I want. My work at the front desk is something I actually rather enjoy, so I come in on most days of the week. I promise I do take days off, though.”

“Oh good, I was worried I would come in here one day and be faced with a stranger!”

“Ha! Unlikely, the only other person who works the front desk is my boss, and he’s usually in his office fighting the paperwork. Everyone else only wants to work with the animals and bitties.” She moved her hands to her mouse and clicked a few times before looking back to you. “There’s still a few minutes until your appointment, but you can go in early since there’s no one in there right now. After I bring in the other two, of course.”

“That would be great, but I think I’ll hang back here if that’s ok. Could Redoul go in while I stay here to talk to you?” You asked.

Redoul looked at you in surprise, and asked “What? Why?”

“I just need to talk to Rynell about a few things and ask a few questions. I don’t think I’ll be long but don’t be too surprised if I take a little while.” You reassure him gently. “And I promise that this isn’t about our conversation from yesterday.”

He stared at you for a moment, searching your expression, before answering. “Fine, Do As You Please.” He huffed.

You smiled and looked back at Rynell. “Good, is it alright if he’s with them without me?”

She nodded. “You can do that, yes, but you are required to check in on them periodically to make sure nothing happens, even if they already know each other. Roughly every 10 to 20 minutes. If you’d like, I can go back and get them and the three of them can be in there while you and I talk.”

“Sounds perfect. Thank you.”

You drop Redoul off in the meeting room you were in last time after Rynell gave you the go ahead to head back there. However, none of the bitties there seemed to be pleased that you wouldn’t be with them.

“What Do You Even Need To Talk To Her About? Couldn’t It Wait For After The Appointment?”

“I am also curious as to what could be so important to where it makes you miss our appointment.”

“can’t it wait until after? you only have so much time here.”

…you would be lying if you said that you didn’t like the attention, but you had a good reason! And you wanted it to be a surprise!

“Guys, please. We have way more time today to spend together than yesterday. I will be back in, at the very most , 20 minutes. Besides, I need to talk to Rynell to make sure I haven’t accidentally been avoiding things like payments. She has already been so accommodating to us, and I don’t want to take advantage of that. I’ll be back as soon as I’m done, okay?”

…damn it. You make a really good point.

“ …Grrr… FINE! But You Come Back As Soon As You're Done, Alright!?” Redoul shouted angrily.

You smile at him softly. “Yes, I will.” You step out of the room and pause by the door, holding the handle. “I’ll see you as soon as I’m done.”

And with that you close the door.

…

“damn, you really did pick a good one.”

Redoul crossed his arms. “ Scoff , of course she’s good , I would have nothing less.” He paused, “But… what makes you say that?”

Cos looked at him. “what, isn’t it obvious? her soul was practically singing her honesty, trying to let us know that she wasn’t lying, and she didn’t even realize it.” He then added on shyly, “not to mention she’s got a pretty smile.”

“Hm…? Of Course It Was. Ma Chère Hates Lying, And She Does Anything She Can To Avoid It.” He answered simply.

“Is that so? What an interesting woman. Tell us about her, I would Like to Know More.” Umbra shifted closer, wrapping a tendril around each of his Packmates.

Redoul looked at him with narrowed sockets. “…I Will Tell You Some Things, But If You Want To Know More About Her, You Will Ask Her Yourself.”

“I meant no harm when asking that, and I fully intend to, but I am curious, what is your opinion on her? Without the bias of her being your mate.” He asked curiously.

Redoul huffed with a small hint of red on his face. “There Would Be No Bias Even If She Wasn’t My Mate.”

“Of course.”

You and Rynell arrived back at the front desk and she took her place behind the counter. “So, I’m guessing you want to discuss adoption?” She said slyly as she laced her hands together and placed her chin on them.

You blink, and after a second laugh, slightly caught off guard. “Haha, you got me in one.” You smile, “Yes, I would. Although I wasn’t lying about the payment thing, have these appointments been costing us something and we haven’t been paying you? I would hate to go and not repay you for being so generous with our situation.”

Rynell shook her head, “No, the appointments haven’t cost you anything. The only thing you needed to do was sign those papers from before so that you would legally be allowed to have those appointments. Those papers are why people don’t have to pay. Adopting those two, however, is a different story.” She sifted through one of her drawers and pulled out a small stack of papers. “Go ahead and look through these, everything you need to know should be in here; it shouldn’t take you more than 15 minutes.”

“Wonderful, thank you.”

“…and that should be it. All you need now is to ask them if they want to go with you.” Rynell said after checking over the papers. “It’s in our policy that when someone is interested in adopting a bitty or bitties, the bitty must agree on going with the new caretaker. Otherwise, the bitty will stay here until they find someone they want to stay with or enter foster care—whichever is more suitable for them. I doubt that the two of them would want to stay here, but I’ve already given you quite a bit of leeway in this whole process to make things go faster, so we need to keep following the smaller rules so that nobody gets in trouble.”

You smile and take the papers, skimming through them. “That’s just fine with me. I really can’t thank you enough for being so generous with us, really. If there’s anything I can do to help—so long as it’s in my power, haha—then please let me know and I’ll be happy to do so.”

Rynell laughed with a bright smile on her face. “Hahaha, I’ll keep that in mind! Although I don’t think I’ll need it, thank you anyway.”

After your small exchange, you excuse yourself and head back towards the meeting room.

Time to surprise some bitties!

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- || Note -

…did I mention that this is kind of a fast burn? I don’t think it is too fast, but idk. I’m not a big fan of slow burn unless it’s still like, 99% fluff… or maybe 85% fluff. (That doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate a good slow burn every once in awhile, but I get a little tired of them after seeing so many)

I’m mostly doing this to actually get used to writing and hopefully develop a writing style, and then once that’s done, work on one or two bigger fanfictions that I have in store.

I’m actually really looking forward to working on my bigger projects, but I have no one to help me with them, so I want to take things slow and build up a bit more of a comfortable foundation for my writing before taking on anything bigger than this. I’m using this story as kind of a way for me to challenge myself and see what I can do without a lot of initial planning. As this is the first story I’ve ever posted, I thought that something like the Bittybones AU would be a good place to start easy and work my way up from there.

Thank you for reading!

#bitty drabble series #mirror’s writing #undertale x reader #bittybones #bittybones ocs #redoul

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