Would you be willing to accept older challenges completed? I did the Candy Corn and Candy Apple ones. I sort of missed the date - oops.
Here they all are. There are 8 in total. (Click each picture and read the caption to see the reason behind what they're wearing.Here is my marshmallow one!
This is Yung-Mi's best rendition of a marshmallow - cottonballs glued together and fluffed up. She looks more like a cloud, honestly, but at least she tried. Her sibling is pleased she did her best.
Weekly Prompt: TreatNagisa was dreaming.
Around her were the sweets of her everyday life - bright wrappers with polka-dots covered the legs of the winged-candies. They walked and danced around her, swirling in tumbles and floating movements. If she didn't know better, she would've sworn they were dancing intricate ballet moves. She laughed as they leapt around her.
Glancing to her left, she saw a small mouse dart out of the wall, maple syrup and chocolate dripping down after it. She smiled, holding out a paw for the creature.
It crawled over to her, leapt into her outstretched arm, and snuggled deep into her chest, burrowing its nose into her fluffy fur. She patted it gently, whispering, "Pyotr, there's no need to be afraid. I won't hurt you." The mouse almost looked like candy himself, what with his tiny black body, sickly-skinny legs and paws, and swirled face resembling a peppermint in the shade of blue. His curled tail was like a miniature pitchfork, and his ears were much like those of an elephant - far too large for such a small head, and such an odd shade of teal and yellow compared to the majority of his body and color scheme.
Nagisa slowly petted him. "Pyotr, my sweet. Don't fret, dear."
Pyotr's racing heart slowly calmed. His breathing became easier, and more fluid.
"You are safe here. There's no need to worry. I won't let anything harm you." She flipped her hood up over her hair, covering her scalp and tucking Pyotr onto her shoulder, feeling his body nuzzle between her shoulder and neck.
"Agh!" she cried out suddenly, glancing down to her side. Her Soul Gem burned, searing her flesh. With a frown, she squirmed, trying to alleviate the pain. Move as she might, nothing stopped the fire licking at her right side.
With a fearful cry, she felt her body change, morphing into something she had not experienced in several months. Her eyes snapped open, and she snarled. "
Charlotte's here," she growled, "and she's ravenous."
She spun around, glancing rapidly about for something to fill her aching stomach and stop the pain from the barb embedded into her skin. She spotted the flying candies and leapt up, eating them in one large gulp. Finally finding herself filled, she slowly deflated, morphing into a phase she was all-too-familiar with. "
Bebe!" she said, just loud enough for Pyotr to hear and stir against her neck, stretching and looking up at her. He squeaked.
The pain started again. Bearing into her side like an angry swarm of fire ants, it didn't stop, no matter how she moved. She rolled on the ground, leapt into the air, blew upon the sore spot, rubbed at it, clawed at it...everything was done in vain.
She shifted back to
her normal form, sighing in frustration. "Pyotr, what should I do? Eating doesn't stop this pain, and shifting clearly isn't solving anything..."
Pyotr squeaked again, merely nuzzling his nose into the fur at her neck.
A shadow fell over the two.
Nagisa tilted her head back, and stared up at the monstrosity towering over her. Her side was so painful, tears were streaming down her face. She screamed in fright, grabbing Pyotr for dear life as she tumbled back, falling through thin air.
She was still screaming when she awoke.
Mami raced into the room, her hair still pulled back from her bath. Water dripped from some of the bits of her fur, and a towel was wrapped around her tail. A blue bathrobe was covering most of her body. "Bebe! What's wrong?"
Nagisa was frantic, clawing at the sheets, tearing them with her fine claws. "Get it away, Mami! Save me!"
Mami flicked on the light, growling at whatever had dared to hurt her child. When her eyes scanned an empty room, she sighed in relief.
Nagisa was breathing heavily, and seemed to be flinching.
Mami frowned as she trotted over to the bed, gently placing a paw onto Nagisa's shoulder. "My Bebe - what's wrong? You're safe - you're in your room with me. Nothing can hurt you while I'm here."
"My side," she gasped, tears starting to form in her eyes.
Mami looked at the candy-shaped Soul Gem closely, and then realized what was wrong. "I'll be right back Bebe. I'm going to get you something to help, okay?"
Nagisa nodded wordlessly.
Mami left, but was back in a flash. She held a cold, wet cloth to Nagisa's side.
The pup finally was able to calm down. "I'm sorry, Mami. I didn't mean to interrupt you..."
"You're fine, my sweetheart," Mami murmured.
"Why does my side hurt so much, Mami?"
"Because...well, we're not like other wolves."
"Yes, Mami - you have a marking in your ear, and I have one on my tummy on the side. But why? Why do we have these things? What do they mean?"
Mami was silent as she figured out how to tell her child the truth. "They're Soul Gems. We weren't born with them - we entered into a contract and recieved them as our portion to uphold."
"But...what ARE these Soul Gems, Mami?"
"When you're old enough to fight, I will tell you. We have been set apart to help this world in a different way than most wolves. We bear that burden every night we sleep, and every morning when we rise."
"I don't understand."
"You will when you're older," she said with a chuckle. "Now, what did you dream about?"
Nagisa told her.
The next day when Mami came back from grocery shopping, she held a present for her daughter.
Nagisa happily ripped open the paper to find a small, black mouse with pink ears and paws and a tail to match. His watery, black eyes met hers.
Mami smiled down at her child's gleeful face. "I think we should name him Pyotr. What do you think?"
