[Purebred Idiot]

username + ID: purebred idiot #603741
kalon name:casanova (nova)
prompt: When this kal is tasked with babysitting, they often choose to do whatever the children find interest in. But their favorite thing to do is play games like just dance with the kids! It's always an amazing way to get their energy out and have a a way to bond with them over music! *Working on it*

1 extra: wip!!

[Mid-life]

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kalon name:
prompt:
1 extra: (1 art piece or 200 words)
Despite her soft appearance, she gets flustered around kits; she doesn't really know how to act around them and is very awkward. Asked to watch Ludus' kit, Kaimos. Why would he give her such an outrageous task? She overcompensates for this lack of experience with kits by trying every single activity she can think of; she soon figures out that Kaimos took the most liking to Capoeira, a martial arts she learned from her home country, Brazil. After a long day, she puts him to rest.

[OrangeSocks]

username + ID: OrangeSocks - 352680
kalon name: Naomi
prompt:
“Alright kiddos,” Naomi grinned devilishly. “The goal is to beat me, the dealer and benevolent overlord, by getting a count as close to 21 as possible, without going over 21. You can choose if aces are 1 or 11 and face cards are ten. The minimum bet is 2 skittles, max is 10. You can eat however many you bet from the pot if you win the round. Understood?” The small cluster of kits around Naomi nodded, anticipating the game. The youngest was only four, but she looked as determined as the older kits to win (she was partnered with her sister to help her out). “Well, let’s get started.” Naomi shuffled the deck and then offered it to the kit to her left to cut. The kits each pushed some skittles to the middle of the table and Naomi began dealing. “If I catch anyone peeking at the facedown card, the spoon comes out and I’m scooping out your eyeballs!” The kits giggled as one widened his eyes with his paws and stuck his tongue out at Naomi, daring her to try. She simply stuck out her own tongue in response, before beginning to deal. Everyone got one face-down card and two face-up except Naomi, who only got one of each. Once she was finished, Naomi turned to the kit on her right this time, and in an old-timey radio voice said “so, what’ll it be madam?” The kit thought for a moment before locking eyes with Naomi and saying, “hit me!” Naomi nodded seriously and placed down another card, and so it went. The first kit busted while another stayed at a 19. The team of younger and older sisters whispered to each other for a moment before the 4-year-old asked for a hit. They stood afterward. The last kit stayed at a soft 17. Naomi flipped over her hand, added one more card, and then sighed as she busted. Each kit then flipped over their last card. 15… bust… 21! The kit who had stayed at 19 had uncovered a two and raised his fists in celebration. “Well, well, well, it looks like we have a winner!” Naomi pushed forward his winning skittles, “your spoils, sir.” The kit grinned from ear to ear as he collected.
The rounds continued, with the next one being won by the sister duo. There were cheers, defeats, groans, and many skittles eaten. Naomi was in the middle of dealing a hand when she happened to look up at the clock. “Oh my gosh, it’s almost 8! Betting is closed for the night and you all have two minutes to get upstairs before I get out the spoon!” Some last-minute skittles were eaten and the cards were gathered before the kits ran upstairs with a shriek as Naomi chased them to their bedrooms and the guestroom, brandishing a teaspoon.

(this was inspired by my 5th grade teacher who used to threaten us with... the spoon.)

[Calibri]

username + ID: Calibri + 927415
kalon name:
prompt:
1 extra: (1 art piece or 200 words)

Res if I have time,, maybe she's secretly some kinda witch who doesn't trust anyone enough to tell them except the kit she's babysitting who she does magic tricks for?? :0

[captain dude]

Oh my goodness your mom is so cute! How funny! Nooo calzone don’t step on them ears. XD
username + ID: captain dude 1003555
kalon name: Callie
prompt:

Kids aren’t exactly my specialty. I wouldn’t say that I don’t like ‘em, per se. It’s just that they’re so dang needy.

And besides, I know absolutely squat about what kids are interested in. Fortnight? (Did I even spell that right?) Memes? Dogs?

It’s essentially one big guessing game. So when I got stuck watching my cousin’s kits, I was just kind of... stumped.

I figured this was a good time to try to see what the triplets were interested in.

“Hey kids,” I said, stuttering and knowing full well I looked like a fool. “You wanna play some, uh, board games or something?”

The oldest, Frances, looked me dead in the eye.

“No.”

“Well then,” I continued. “How about some popsicles?”

“Really? Popsicles?”

Tough crowd. I know they’re city kids and all, but there’s nothing more frustrating than to be out in the beautiful woods and to have three kits who just want to argue about what to do.

“You know what, then. If you kids don’t want to pick, I’ll choose the activity.”

I loosely tied my ears back as the kits exchanged confused glances.

We walked about a half-mile from my cabin. You would have thought I made them walk a marathon barefoot over hot coals by how they complained.

“Aunt Callie, I’m tiiiiired.” “Aunt Callie, I’m boooored.” “Where are we going? This is too far.” “Are we there yet?”

“Okay, kits,” I said, trying my best to put a smile on my face. “Tie back any loose hair and fur.”

“Why?” Asked little Tina.

“I’m going to teach you how to throw an axe today. There’s only two rules: don’t point the axe at anything you don’t want to hit and don’t be stupid. Follow those two and you’re good to go.”

Their puzzled expressions quickly morphed into eager curiosity. They weren’t half bad either.

“Aim it at that pine tree, Max. No, not that one, THAT one,” I coached. “A little more flourish with your wrist, Tina. There you go! See? You did it!”





1 extra:
—Her Diary —

So today was a good day. You know how I’ve been waiting to bring Prudence to the County Fair? Well today was the day.

She wasn’t happy about the trailer but when you’re a spoiled highland cow diva who thinks a trailer ride down twisty mountain roads is too much to ask, things might not be up to your par.

I was so excited to see her stall all ready for her when we got there with the little nameplate for her! It was my first fair so this made me squee with glee. (Ha! That rhymes!)

When it was our turn for the Cattle Division, I was so nervous! Pru did absolutely fantastic, but me? I was an absolute mess! My ponytail started to fall out and I kept tripping over those long old ears of mine. Luckily when I fell flat on my face, the judges were so nice and let me start my conformation handling routine over!

She didn’t win first, but she placed a solid third! And you know what, for only being a year old, that’s fantastic! Couldn’t be prouder of my baby! Next year, first place here we come!

[Corey Taylor]

username + ID: Corey Taylor (781126)
kalon name: Victoria
prompt: res with playing the piano
1 extra: (1 art piece or 200 words)

[Lex.]

username + ID: Lex. & 959439
kalon name: Ambrosia
prompt: res
1 extra: (1 art piece or 200 words)

[Vazchu]

username + ID:
Vazchu ~ 357190

kalon name:
Dami

prompt+extra:
A grand entrance, a first impression
its outcome sets your status, your role.
Creaking wooden planks
uneasy, soft paws
- eyes of glittering hope.

Curiosity.

The little one indoors
awaits the meeting of the two,
the judgement awaits
- to obey or disobey.

Curiosity.

A grand entrance is all it takes
one mistake, all it needs to break.
"Hi, I'm Dami, your baby-" words fade
stumbling upon an ear, racing to the floor,
blushing red on cheeks
and a need to peek.

Curiosity.

The little one in silent sit
until a small laughter breaks
the blushing cheeks.
"Again, again!"
Laughter similar to rain.
Cheerful and warm,
not mean at all.

Curiosity.

The grand entrance is set,
the stage has been decided
and you trip once more
feeling happy to the core
- as laughter warms the room.
"Me too! I want to try too!"
the little one stumble.
Together they lie
on the floor and smile.

Curiosity.

”Why are your ears so big?”
the little one wonder in awe
and they trip some more
on pretended ears and ears so real.
”It’s so I can play tricks and trip,”
picks up the ears,
it’s time to wear,
a pretended hat of them, you make
another laughter it take.

Curiosity.

Until the dawning of the yawning,
The two would trip
and do the various tricks
with pretended ears
and ears so real
”Now lil’ one, it’s time for bed
and to it you must head.”
No complaints, no struggling
only the hugging of the ears.
Underneath the sheets, they’d been lead
and dreams of peculiar trips ahead,
they began to drift, as their eyes shift.

Curiosity evolves.
The grand entrance has its curtains fall.

[zutopia]

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username + ID: diluc. (#510718)
kalon name: usagi
prompt:
1 extra: (1 art piece or 200 words)

dropping out, good luck to everybody though!!

[TheWholeCircus]

username + ID: TheWholeCircus+1002681

kalon name: Egg

prompt: wip

1 extra: wip (1 art piece or 200 words)