#and snufkin and joxter have to meet! like hello!!

[teapotgremlin]

The way they've handled s4 so far is interesting. They've weaved various plot points throughout the episodes, but it feels scattered, like lots is constantly left hanging.

[vinkandpaint]

thinking about how the moomins figured out that these new kids were the oshun oxtra gang’s sons

set after finn family moomintroll and before the exploits of moominpappa!

[ID: Digital art comic of Moomin characters. Panels 1 and 2:    Moomintroll is sitting reading a book at a small desk, which has various objects such as a photo frame and a half-empty plate of food on it. There is a crude doodle of a horse drawn by him tacked to the wall above the desk. Off-screen, Moominmamma says, “Moomintroll, it seems you have a visitor!”

We then see an outside view of Moomintroll pressing his snout and paws right against his bedroom window, smiling as he sees the visitor outdoors. He is peeking through the middle of white lace curtains, and the window panes have streaks of melted snow running down them. These panels are bordered by the frame of the window.

Panel 3:    Moomintroll runs from the direction of Moominhouse towards Snufkin, who is in the foreground, facing away from the viewer and waving. He is wearing a large backpack. Moomintroll calls out “Snufkin!” and Snufkin replies “Heeey!” back. They are both running to meet each other at small bridge over a river. There are trees surrounding the area, with hills and mountains in the background. 

Panels 4 and 5:    Moomintroll runs into Snufkin for a hug, putting his arms around his neck. The force sends Snufkin stumbling back slightly and his hat is falling off his head. He smiles, grunts in surprise, and says “Haha, hello.” Moomintroll responds: “You came back! I missed you!” Snufkin replies, “I missed you, too.”

Moomintroll ruffles Snufkin’s now exposed hair, which is ear-length and orange, and says “You grew hair!” Snufkin excitedly explains, “Yeah! I lost my knife!” These panels are bordered by a tall, narrow tree, which has dead branches on the side of the first panel, and new buds/flowers growing on its branches on the side of the second.

Panel 6:    Moominpappa and Moominmamma are shown standing on the veranda, smiling fondly. Beside them, Sniff is walking out of the house, looking tired and grumpy. He has bits of moulting pale fur in his brown coat. Off-screen, Moomintroll says to Snufkin, “Oh no! How (did you lose your knife?)” Snufkin starts to explain, “Well! That is a story. I’d got myself in this tangle of vines-” He is interrupted by Sniff, who says, “Ugh! How can you all be so chipper so early in the day?”

Panel 7:    Mamma’s happy expression has changed to a confused frown, and she is resting her chin on her paw, thoughtfully. There are abstract clouds in the background representing her thoughts, shaped slightly like the heads of Moominpappa, Joxter, and Muddler, the children’s fathers. Pappa looks at her and asks, “What are you thinking about, Mamma?”

Panel 8:    Snufkin, Moomintroll, and Sniff are seen standing next to each other, respectively. Snufkin is grinning and gesturing with his arms outstretched, telling a story. Moomintroll is laughing loudly. Sniff is facing slightly away from the viewer, resting his paws on his hips, amused but still slightly grumpy. Realising their resemblance, Mamma replies off-screen: “Just an old memory”.]

[ID End]

[just-alittle-deactivated]

Snufkin, moomin, muddler, and joxter dealing hcs with love at first glance (neutral s/o gender wise) ? How they go about confessing their feelings ?? Sorry if this too many characters

I am just a fool, and I'm still only on ep. 21 of 90s Moominvalley, so I'll only be doing Snufkin and Moomin whoops. Maybe one day I'll finish the series... one day...I tried to make both of them have similar lengths, but honestly, I got really into Snufkin's... I might have to write a fic with this as a base.

Snufkin

Ooooooooooh boy

Snufkin is not the kind of man to fall hard and fast, he's more of a softly over a long period of time sort of guy

But when he saw you committing illegal acts out and about, doing something he was just about to do he got a little infatuated

You're new to Moominvalley, which would explain why he's never seen you before

So as any sane person with a bit of a crush would do, he begins following you around

Watching you and watching what you do

He falls in love from afar long before he even approaches you

When Moomin invites you over for tea without telling Snufkin and he waltzes in, ready to tell Moomin about the vigilante justice he committed last night and you're there, he freezes

Moomin introduces the two of you, utterly unaware of Snufkin's one-sided affections towards you

Snufkin tips his hat and offers you a hand, covering the blush that adorns his cheeks

You just smile and shake his hand before Snufkin has to excuse himself by saying something about fishing and practically running out the door

The next time Snufkin actually talks to you you're the one to approach him

You find him playing his harmonica on a secluded hill on the outskirts of Moominvalley and decide to sit down next to him and start up a conversation

The two of you get on like a house fire, quickly shifting the conversation from his music to what you've been doing around Moominvalley

You match his theatrics quite well, throwing every one of his quips back at him

Eventually, the fact that Snufkin packs up and leaves every winter comes up, but you don't seem upset at all. You understand his need for space and solitude, and happily tell him that you wouldn't mind waiting all winter to see him again

That gets this man's heart GOING

You understand how personal his winter journeys are to him, and admit to having the same need for solitude every now and again

Snufkin finds himself becoming unable to become tired of your presence, but maybe that's because you always seem to move on once he's met his daily social limit

Finally, winter rolls around.

You're not there to bid him farewell with the rest of the Moomin family, and he can't help but feel a twinge of pain in his chest

He leaves, walking to the edge of Moominvalley, where he sees you, standing, bundled up, and cheeks flushed because of the cold weather. (cue actual writing bc I'm way too into this)

"Hello, (y/n)," he greets, slowly coming to a halt in front of you.

"Hello, Snufkin." You smile. "...I wanted to see you off, but I'm truly at a loss at what to say. I got your letter."

"Ah..." Snufkin had hoped you wouldn't find it until after he was gone.

"Well," he says. "If you're willing to wait, I'd love to spend more time with you in the spring. If you'll let me."

You smile. "I would love to spend more time with you. Try not to feel you too lonely when you're out there on your own."

At this, Snufkin smiles back. "I will certainly try."

Moomin

Moomin, unlike Snufkin, is a big softie and shows it

You come to stay in the moomin house while you get situated into Moominvalley, and Moomin get a little feeling in his chest the first time he sees you

You're just so polite and kind! What's not to like?

Because you're staying in the moomin house, Moomin his ample time to get to know you, and you him

You meet all his friends, including Snufkin, who, while a little weird, seems to like you enough for Moomin to be overjoyed

Moomin brings you little gifts, too. Just things he thought were pretty or would look beautiful in your new house

He's a little sad to see you leave the moomin house and move into your own, but he knows you're happy with a place of your own

And that also means that he can stop by whenever, and the two of you can have some privacy from the prying eyes of Little My

He shows up regularly to tell you about whatever he has on his mind, show you one of his many trinkets, or to just seek a little quiet time away from his family, which everyone needs every once in a while

Moomin is just... entirely smitten, and he's not good at hiding it

But that's okay, because what's there not to love about Moomin?

Nothing. That's the answer.

Moomin is lovely, and spending time with him is amazing

It’s just so wholesome and warm and soft... uggg my hearttt

The two of you are stuck in a mutual pining situation for quite some time, to the point where the two of you enter a relationship without either of you noticing

You only notice on an autumn afternoon

You had just woken up from one of your afternoon naps, cuddled together for warmth from the chill fall air

Moomin is soft and warm, and frankly smells like roses, and you've never been happier

Moomin is awake too and gently places a kiss on your hand, which makes you grin and press your face into his chest to hide your blush

And then you realize that you're probably in love with Moomin, and he's in love with you

Which is funny, because Moomin seems to realize the same thing at that moment too, so he stutters out your name

He tells you how he's felt deeply for you ever since you came to Moomin valley, and how happy you make him

He looks so cute, twirling his tail around nervously and not meeting your eyes, so you grab his cheeks and tell him that you care deeply for him too, and you'd be happy to properly start a relationship with him

Moomin is so happy he tackles you to the floor, knocking you off of the couch and the warm blankets you were bundled in

You never properly tell anyone that you're in a relationship, but it's not hard to tell

The moomin family loves you already so like, you don't even have to worry about that

Snufkin makes fun of Moomin by telling you about all the times Moomin has gushed about you to him, which makes Moomin scream because that was supposed to be private, Snufkin!!

Very sweet, very warm, very good

[fizzysquish]

Hello (again), little kit

Small fic for the evil Joxter au, which is good and i love it.

Snufkin finally meeting his demon dad (again).

Some light angst, but otherwise its just a small oneshot of the them meeting and Snufkin being emotional and overjoyed about it. Also we stan good dad Joxter in this house hold and that is final.

Written in third pov but told (mostly) from Snufkins view

On AO3

Joxk*n and abusive Joxter supporters do not interact.

Snufkin stared at the man before him.

Or, thing, really. Not a man, though, definitely not.

A figure, taller than him but not by too much. With curly black hair and a scruffy face and a dirty red hat atop his head.

A hat very much like Snufkins own.

His eyes were watching the young half mimrik, scanning over him many times over. Bright blue irises with cat like slits for pupils, Snufkin was quickly reminded of a predator staring down at its prey.

But for some reason he wasn't on edge. He didn't feel any need to act defensive, to raise his hackles and spit and hiss at this creature. In fact, Snufkin felt rather... calm, and happy, which was odd. Like he had finally found something after having lost it for a very long time.

Shadows curled and whisped around the beings feet, almost like a thick fog. His tail, a slim yet fluffy one like a black cats, curled loosely around his lower leg.

He's nervous

But why was he nervous? Surely Snufkin was the one who should be on edge, standing only a couple feet from a creature he knew he couldn't fight against. But his own tail was relaxed, the end flicking occasionally.

They stood like that for some time, just staring at each other. Snufkin couldn't really see the others face well, even with his night eyes. It was like the shadow casted by the red hat was purposefully concealing it, leaving only a vague outline of his features and those bright eyes to be visible.

"Well," The being finally said, or rumbled as his voice was deep, "This clearly isn't getting us anywhere..."

Snufkin had to agree considering they had basically been in a staring contest for the last ten minutes at least. But he was still watching the being, his curiosity sudden piqued even more.

That voice sounded familiar somehow.

"Do I...know you?"

That got a small gravelly laugh out of the other, and his head nodded twice. "Yes, though i'm sure you don't remember me, as you were incredibly young the last time I showed myself to you."

Well that was awfully cryptic.  

Snufkin tilted his head, once again looking the other up and down. He knew this person, he was sure of that, but couldn't remember who they were exactly. The image of someone cooing down at him flashed in his mind, and he could almost hear a faint rumbling purr with it, but the scene was gone as soon as it had appeared.

"Who are you?" Snufkin asked, because by now the annoyance of knowing but not knowing at the same time was agitating him.

The creature stared at him a moment more, seeming to debate something with himself. Until finally, he sighed, and reached up to take his hat off and bowed forward a little, smiling softly, watching Snufkin with a great intensity.

"I am the Joxter, your father."

Snufkin stared at him. He knew very well his breath hitched at seeing that scruffy face for the first (no- second, maybe third, he thought) time. That was his father.

How he knew that, Snufkin wasn't sure, but he knew it to be true. His father, without a doubt in his mind.

Joxter looked at him with the saddest, softest smile a demon could make, and his heart clenched.

"It's alright if you don't remember me, Snufkin. You were very small the last time you saw me, I wouldn't be surprised if you cant remember."

But Snufkin COULD remember, now that he saw his face.

The scene from before came back to him, just clearer now. The Joxters face smiling down at him, teeth sharp and eyes crinkled from smiling so wide. He had poked him carefully on the nose with his paw, eyes full of delight as baby Snufkin squealed happily. He cooed down at the bab, and a purr coming from his throat.

The Joxter in front of him however, looked somewhat sadder by the passing second, and Snufkin realized that even if he accepted the fact Snufkin most likely didn't remember him, he was still upset about it.

He moved to place his hat back atop his head, a solemn but understanding look in his bright eyes.

"It's alright Snufkin, why don't you head back to the Moomin families home now, its getting rather late-"

"Papa..."

The Joxter stopped. He looked down at the young half mimrik with wide eyes, tail now swaying behind him in surprise.

Snufkins bottom lip quivered, eyes beginning to fill with wet tears.

"Papa!"

He opened his arms, starting to run the small distance between them, crying now.

"Papa! Papa!"

Joxter met him halfway, tossing his hat on the ground and quickly scooping his son into his arms and hugging him close, quietly shushing him.

"Papa! Papa papa!"

Snufkin buried his face in his fathers shoulder, crying as the Joxter began rubbing circles in his back to in a attempt comfort him.

"Yes little one, Papas here, Papa’s here, its alright now"

Normally Snufkin wasn't one for tears. He didn't cry often, if at all really, but the suddenness of having family again, of having his father again, hit him like a brick and he latched onto the demon without a moments hesitation. 

Joxter continued shushing and cooing at him, resting his head against Snufkin's own and swaying them just slightly. His shadows settled on the ground around his feet, lazy once again now that the full demon wasn't anxious anymore.

It took some time, but slowly Snufkin's cries turned into hiccups, and finally to sniffles. He still clung to his papa, somewhat scared he would disappear if he let go.

If the Joxter noticed, he only acknowledged it by squeezing the younger one again.

Papa's here now little kit, papa's here

[icycreek]

Lakeside part 2

(This is part 2 of my modern/human au. Here is part 1)

Taking the keys from the veranda table Moomintroll makes his way down to the shoreline. The lake still held his gaze as he made it to the sauna and it's extra room. The door opened after some trouble and a loud creek. Moomintroll looked around the room and let out a sigh. The place was covered in dust and cobwebs. He threw the bags to the floor and opened a window. He took a deep breath and took steps towards the sliding door. Moomintroll pulled on the door and it slid badly on it's rails. On the other side of that door was the washroom there were buckets and a wood powered water heater stood there next to the wall. From the years of use the wall had turned black around the water heater. Moomin turned back around and going to a different door. This time the door opened easily. In the small room there was a bed, desk and a cabinet. Each item of furniture was covered in dust. Moomin sighed and got to work.

After a lunch and a lot of cleaning Moomin was almost ready with cleaning when he heard a yell from outside. He stuck his head out of the window and looked for the source of the yelling. Little my soon walked near. "We are going to go to some camping ground. Chop chop." She said looking straight at Moomin. "Oh, but-" Moomin tried, but got cut off. "I don't care. Mamma asked me to come and get you so... Get a move on!" She started to tap her foot on the ground. Moomin quickly straightened his clothes and looked his white short hair over. "Good enough." He thought as he made his way out of the door after Little my who already sprinted off.

They walked the way to the camping ground. Pappa and Mamma keeping second hand in hand, only after Little my. Sniff was dead last, but even Moomin lagged more behind than normal. His thoughts were occupied by wondering ideas of how he wanted to spend his summer. Finally getting to the campgrounds Mamma and Pappa stopped and started going around introducing themselves as well as Sniff who stayed close to the couple in the hopes of being given food. Little my had already disappeared off somewhere and Moomin wanted to explore the place on his own. He said his hellos to some of the people who talked to him first, but didn't start anything himself.

As Moomin said goodbye to a lovely old couple who talked about this and that he heard a beautiful sound. a Harmonica playing a lovely melody. Moomin wanted to find it. He dodged and weaved between the people to the best of his abilities. He got to the edge of the campground and found two tents pitched right at the edge of the forest. Next to those he saw him the creator of that wonderful melody. His eyes were closed focusing on producing notes from his harmonica. His fluffy brown hair bounced a bit as he moved his head to catch the notes. His brows scrunched a bit as the melody moved. He was dressed in a dark green sweater with the sleeves rolled up, with darker brown pants that fit him nicely.

Suddenly as Moomin was lost in the wonder of the song and the looks of this man the melody stopped. Moomin turned his gaze upwards back to the man's face and saw that he had lowered his harmonica from his lips. His eyes were narrowly open and his brown colored eyes looked at him with suspicion."I am sorry. I heard you playing and it sounded so wonderful I had to find the source." Moomin got out mumbling in his words trying to look away form the man. "It is fine. I am glad you liked my song." the man said a smile playing on his lips. "My name is Moomin. Nice to meet you." Moomin said trying not to blush as he extended his hand towards the mysterious man. He got up and took Moomins hand. "Name's Snufkin. You camping here?" Snufkin said revealing his name. "Yeah...WELL no I live nearby here in a cottage, no I came to visit a cottage here for the summer. Haha.. I don't live here during the winter." Moomin stumbled as he tried to explain. Snufkin let out a cute chuckle while covering his face with one of his hands. Moomin looked on in awe. "Well that explains it." Snufkin said still holding his hand near his face. "Sorry." Moomin said letting his hand play with the edge of his shirt. "Don't be. You are staying nearby here, in which direction?" Snufkin asked lowering his hand from his face and grabbing his other arm that loosely rested on his side. "That way." Moomin pointed past the camping ground. "There is this little bay where our cottage is." He continued. "Our? You are here with somebody?" Snfkin asked and even if Moomin didn't notice it Snufkin's body tensed at the mention of somebody. "Oh, it's me, my parents and my two friends." Moomin answered his hand rubbing his chin as he thought.

Snufkin's arm let go of the other and lowered to his side. "Oh, that must be nice. I am here with my dad." Snufkin said pointing to the tents and as if on cue the other tent moved a bit before the tent opening flew open. An older looking man crawled out the tent and scratched his head looking over to moomin and Snufkin. Snufkin rubbed his forehead and explained "As I said my father Joxter." The man apparently named Joxter scratched his scruffy chin as he took steps towards the two all the while he scrunched up his eyes as if trying to make out what he was seeing. "You look familiar, boy." Joxter said as he got closer. "This is Moomin. His cottage is near here." Snufkin explained to his father. They really were alike both had similar jawlines and their brown hair was similar even if Snufkin's was of a lighter shade. Moomin once again lost in thought was snapped out by Snufkin turning to face him. "Well you boys have fun. I'm gonna go and see, if I can grab some grub as this party is going on." Joxter said as he walked off into the crowd. Snufkin let out a small laugh and Moomin joined in.

The two had been talking for a while now laughing and sharing stories, when Moomin heard his name being called. He turned around and saw his parents waving at him and walking in his direction, with Sniff behind them his arms full of food. "Well it's only fair you get to meet my family too." Moomin said getting up from the log turned bench he and Snufkin had been sitting on. His family got there and Moomin gave a quick hug to his parents and started the introductions. "This is my father Moominpappa and my mother MoominMamma, then there's Sniff my friend from back home." Moomin said pointing to each person as he introduced them. "Guys this is Snufkin. I met him here.." Moomin couldn't describe what they had been doing or why they were together, but luckily Pappa started talking. "You remind me of somebody." "Oh Snufkin's father-" was all that Moomin got out before he got interrupted by a yell "Moominpappa!" They all turned around and saw the hurried steps of Joxter coming towards them. "Joxter, good to see you." Pappa got out as Joxter reached them. After a short wave of hello between Snufkin and Joxter the group separated. Mamma and Pappa started talking together with Joxter, while Sniff, Snufkin and Moomin walked a short distance away and started their own talk.

After a moment or two of conversation Moomin remembered "Oh, we are missing one of my friends Little My. We lost her the moment we stepped on the camp site." Moomin explained. "Little My. I know her." Snufkin said without any emotion really. "How do you know her?" Moomin got out worry written on his voice while he rubbed his hands out of anxiety. Before Snufkin could even answer Little My walked up to the gab between Sniff and Snufkin. "You talking about me here?" She said snarkly while crossing her arms. She looked up and spotted Snufkin. Moomins heart beat fast as Little My took a moment before saying anything. "Hiya cuz." She said looking over to the sweating moomin. "I am your half-brother Little My." Snufkin said deadpan. Clearly bored of her snark attitude. "It's whatever isn't it." She said not caring really. Moomin realized the connection and let out a sigh, but as soon as that nervousness was over he was overcome by another. He knew of what had happened with Little My had the same happened with Snufkin? "You live with your older sister now, right?" Snufkin asked Little My. "Yeah, I spend a lot of time at the Moomin's too. You live with your dad?" she asked with clear weight on the question about his dad. "Well no. I live by myself and I spend holidays with him sometimes." Snufkin laughed awkwardly, while rubbing his neck. "Guessed so." Little My said throwing a dirty glance towards Joxter who was talking with Mamma and Pappa.

Sooner than Moomin would have wanted his parents came over and ushered that they had to start walking back now. Moomin sighed as his parents said their goodbyes to Joxter and Snufkin. They started walking towards the way they came Sniff and Little My following close behind. Moomin turned back towards Snufkin. Joxter had disappeared from his side and was crawling back inside the tent. "I hope I get to see you again." Moomin said scratching his arm. "I hope so too." Snufkin said a light blush covering his cheeks. "I'll try to come back here sometime and I'd hope to show you where I am staying too." Moomin got out trying to avoid Snufkin's gaze. "I'd like that." Snufkin said shortly. The two stood there without moving for a moment, before Snufkin said "You should go before you loose your family." Moomin turned around and took a step before saying "Yeah, goodbye Snufkin." Then he walked off after his family. "I hope I get to see you very soon." Snufkin whispered to himself as he watched Moomin run to catch his family.

[moomin-valley-headcanons]

So I saw some art of the joxter by creepyscritches, with him standing talk holding a bunch of flowers in one hand, and holding a young snufkin's hand in the other. Such flowers, such pretty, but it mad me think of them going on either a family outing or going to meet some one. can I request either a drabble or HC of joxter introducing reader to his son for the first time and the reader gave them both a bunch of flowers? Or just him and young snufkin having a day together gathering flowers.

Joxter made his way to the center of an over grown field with his young son in tow. 

“There is someone i would like you to meet (Y/N)”

You look up as you were knelt down and picking flowers. before standing up Joxter pulls gently at his sons hand, making him step out from his fathers shadow. The boys big brown eyes sparkled at how many flowers you had picked.

“This is my yearling son Snufkin. Say hello son.”

With a paw still clung to his fathers pants he looked up at you and beamed.

“Hullo! Those flowers are very pretty!”

You smile sweetly and gently usher the bundle into his arms.

“Oh i agree and a bouquet as lovely as this should go to someone who appreciates their beauty.”

You stand and hand another bunch to Joxter before they had to leave.

“And some for your father as a thank you for introducing me to you my darling.”

[randompony03]

Parents (OC Insert)

Hey! This is the first time I will be posting a fic for this fandom anywhere. This is mostly the product of me really wanting to write something for Joxter being an unknowing, but pleasently surprised cat dad and something for Lumini's parents and just, mashing the ideas together. The basic plot is:  Lumin's parents decide to unexpectedly drop by for a prolonged visit, which causes enough of a stir in Moominvalley as is. However, when a certain cat dad shows up with the intent of popping by with quick 'hello' for his old friend and instead learns he's a father a whole other ruckus begins. Shenanagens ensue. Hope you enjoy!

 The sun smiled gently down upon Moominvalley as a soft breeze ruffled the green grass. It was a beautiful spring day with the perfect conditions to be outside. Lumini smiled back up to the sky from her place in the grass by her good friend, Snufkin, who was busy fishing. It was peaceful that neither of them had any clue what was to come.

 When the two of them had resorted to chatting on the bridge, they found their attention being drawn toward a commotion down the trail leading directly to them. There appeared to be two people traveling together, talking loudly and craned over a map being held by the woman of the pair. Suddenly the woman pointed straight ahead and the two of them looked up. Now that their faces were visable, Lumini sat a bit straighter. When they saw her looking at them their faces lit up like a couple of evening lanterns. "Lumini!" They cried in unison. They rushed forward, arms open wide.

 Lumini sighed in response and stood up. She placed herself in the center on the bridge and braced herself for the inevitable impact. Sure enough, the excitable couple crashed into her and pulled her close. Lumini grumbled at the suffocating hug. Mama, papa, what are you doing here?" she asked her parents. They pulled back, smiling brightly. "We thought we'd take a holiday and come visit you." Her mother explained with a bright smile on her face. "Oh?" Lumini looked between her parents.

 Snufkin stood and studied the family in front of him. Judging by the size of their bags they had tried to reasonable with their packing, but had still gone a tad overboard. Lumini's mother, who appeared to be a handsome woman of hispanic decent, noticed him and let go of her daughter. "And who might this be?" She asked, bringing the boy to the attention of her husband. "I'm Snufkin, good Sir and Mrs." Snufkin introduced himself with a tip of his hat. The man extended his hand and firmly shook Snufkin's hand. "Monk is name, and this is my wife, Camelle." Monk had a certain sternness about him, but by the twinkle in his eye Snufkin could tell he was also a kind, jolly man. "You wouldn't by chance be courting my daughter, would you?" He asked with a mischievous smile. "Father!" Lumini cried in embarrassment. Her face had turned a bright shade of red as tried to cover to by pulling down the brim of her hat. Snufkin chuckled softly. "Oh no, nothing like that, Sir." He answered, though his cheeks had taken on a slight rosey hue of their own. This did not go unnoticed by Camelle.

 The following weeks ran relatively the same with only the added hecticness of introductions. It did not take long for the inhabitants of Moominvalley to meet Lumini's parents. Monk made sure that their presence was acknowledged. The natives found them charming. Monk was loud and charismatic. He told jokes and tales of folk-lore, proving he had somewhat of a brain in his noggin. Camelle was quiet and crafty. She always seemed to be working of some form of stitching or crochet. It became common knowledge quite fast that she exceeded in the culinary field as well. She and her husband were well-read and always seemed to have a book on hand.

 Having the two of them around left Lumini a tad more tired than usual. There were days when she would stay inside for a quiet day with her parents rather than join her friends in their adventures. Moomin was finding that he missed her, but knew it was all for good reasons. As Moominvalley settled with it's temporary newcomers, it sat comfortably none-the-wiser to the approaching of another.