
I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group (tribe) has always been
And always will until the end
By the one and only Kurt Cobain in the song: Smells like Teen Spirit


Hey everyone found an epic JBD that I have fallen in love with and it connected with me so here I am trying out for it.

No I'm so not a male I have scruff on my chin, my kids call me Daddy and you really think I'm a female? Well guess what, I am a man so live with it!

On one crisp early morning in the cave, Vladmire woke up bluntly startled of the nightmare he had just experienced. He studied the room adjusting his eyes to the lighting of the cave as his anxiety reached its apex. Afraid of not being able to see his family again as his dream had been so vivid he was quickly relieved to see his family as he identified the delicately shaped warm figure beside him as his dearest devoted mate. As his eyesight adjusted to the lighting of the room all seven of his treasured little dearies appeared sleeping peacefully beside each other and his beloved mate. He told himself: “Oh how I love my younglings even though they can be a ruckus to be around with and to take care of. I know one thing though, I would do anything in the whole wide cosmos for them if something ever happened to hurt them.” Vladmire quickly got up to his feet and started eying each one of his children thinking of how he thought of them. He started with Tender the loving one: “Oh how I love the way he can’t stop loving everyone. He is just so adorable when he falls asleep snuggling up to me. I am just so petrified that with too much love he won’t be strong enough to withstand a broken heart.” He looked over to Puffle : “You little high powered battery, your just so hyper I can always play with you and never be bored but, I have a feeling that you might scare away older Beans with your strong personality and how you turn *off*. I am angry that they might judge you and it will hurt you too much that you will stay *off* for years of times.” Beside Puffle there was Sly: “Your such a devil with your goofy sense of humor, always pulling off pranks and imitating people, oh how funny it is when you take my Golden Spoon and pretend your me, eying the spoon with diamond eyes when all the other little ’’beanies’’ laugh. I just hope you learn not to go too far with jokes so you don’t make enemies.” Right under his mate was Bashful: “It’s so wonderful to see you so attached to my wonderful mate and how red you turn when you talk to new Beans. I love how you try to talk to them but you always stutter but, why are you so reserved? I don’t want you staying with my mate and me your whole life, I mean you’re so shy but please talk to Beans! If you want friends, maybe a human owner or even love please talk. I wish you would have more confidence.” Beside him was Dreamer : “Dreamer I love how you always have the best bedtime stories and you dream so much! It’s so wonderful to dream and set yourself a goal but you can’t always imagine and pretend. You shouldn’t always have your heads in the clouds, you need to do things, go somewhere.” Wrapped up in a ball to the left of his head was Attentive: “You’re so good at listening paying attention to everyone and there needs but why don’t you listen to what you want and need? Sometimes you need to put yourself first of others trust me I know. Please take care of yourself as much as the others.” Last but not least he looked at his eldest,Rebel she was sleeping alone in a corner: “I just don’t know why you always defy the law of my rules? Why do you always disobey me, why? I love you so much, you’re so caring to your brother and sisters, your smart, beautiful but why do you run away disappearing in the woods? You need to start listening or you’re never going to learn.” He suddenly turned his head to the left as the sunlight’s rays had slowly started to reach the ends of the cave where they were resting for the night. He stretched his muscles and legs continuing his mourning routine before he climbed out of the cave though right before he left he whispered a loving message to his family. “I love you each and every one of you my lucky sevens”.



Vladmire is a narcissist, from the day he was hatched he always thought he was the classiest most elegant handsome exquisite looking male JBD in the universe. At first it began with minimal arrogance but the more he grew older he continuously started thinking that he was the one and only heartthrob a female bean could ever desire. That's where he grew the so called ‘’theory’’ that he was a vampire, immortal with all his enchanting beauty. Little by little he started the obsession of looking himself in the mirror and just telling himself compliments like "you ravishing young man", "aren't you just so stunning with those red eyes". Every day he would at least look at himself in the mirror twice, coiffing his hair while boasting himself. Sometimes his mate would have the radical thought that he loved himself more than her but deep down she knew it was truelove. Then, one day he was holding a mirror telling himself how bodacious he was and he dropped it, it fell on the ground broke into a million pieces and that's when all the superstition started. From that day on he swears that's when the "7 years of bad luck" started because why would he have 7 kids in 7 years? That just doesn't make sense? Why would he be sterile after 7 kids and 7 years? From that day on he carries a gold spoon in his pouch that he polishes and uses as mirror since he can't trust mirrors anymore.


His quality is oddly enough baby-sitting, even if he finds his kids bothersome he just loves having the liberty to not be criticized by his behaviour and to act like a small fry once more. He loves running around screaming like a goofball turning into a bonkers bat though right when he spots an adult Bean he just freezes and reintegrates back to his normal serious/strict self. When he plays with his kids he stops being so uptight and starts to open up as a dad and not a drill Sargent. Vladmire never really got a chance to experience being a child since he was the eldest of the household so he had to grow up fast to take care of them. That's the secret of why he is so good at baby-sitting.
*Reminder Koiley, we both agreed that my extras combined would add up to 400 words since one is more then 200 words and the other is less so it can be fair.* Good luck to everyone and I wish this Daddy Bat will go to a nice and loving owner as I can see there are many














