Monthly Prompt

The usual peace of the uniform and undisturbed meadow seems to be... interrupted. A trail of trampled clovers and hardening droplets of candle wax seem to extend for a long ways out... caused by no other than Wicke. It flicks its ear, subsequently getting wax thrown further out into the meadow as it slowly waddles through. Its peace is interrupted by another creature running up to it, coming to such an abrupt halt that it can almost hear the comedic skidding sounds. "Wait wait...

It's a bright and sunny winter day in Keep Central. The snow and ice fills all of the gaps in the brick roads. Cookie Dough is in a heavy jacket, sitting on a stool and waving to passerbys. Here, he sells his odd cookies alongside some coffee. Cookie Dough almost fell asleep when two gachagons approached his cookie stand. The taller of the two was adorned in cyan bows, and her neck easily towered over the stand's wooden sign. Gachapon balls eagerly swished around in the pouch that made...

Fortuna woke up early that morning and carefully crept out of bed without disturbing Brizo. Slowly, they left the room and made their way to the kitchen. Once there, they pulled out a recipe book and flipped through until they landed on a page titled “Blueberry Muffins”. They propped up the book on the counter and opened the fridge to collect the ingredients. Eggs, milk, vanilla extract, butter and blueberries were all set out when a soft knock came from the front door. “The door...

Fortuna started their New Year's Eve by cooking breakfast for Brizo and themself. They made Omelettes and hash browns while Brizo wandered through their garden to pick some fruits. Strawberries, blueberries and blackberries filled a bowl in the middle of the counter as the pair sat on either side, picking away at their meal. The morning was pleasantly quiet and warm from the crackling fireplace. A light dusting of snow covered the land outside the window from th...

Tonight, the forest was overwhelmingly quiet. If a Gachagon dwells within the confines of the brush and trees long enough, like Raiden has, they’ll quickly learn that means something is wrong. Of course, Raiden knew what was “wrong” with tonight. Still, he couldn’t shake the chills that ran across his spine over the thought that something terrible had happened… or worse, was going to happen. Speaking of chills, Raiden grimaced as he looked at the cabin door. The only...