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What are Belldandy's?
Belldandys, also known as Belldees for short, are a fluffy little pixie horse the size of a small rodent. The Belldee will fly from house to house, normally through a window, visiting little children and infants before they fall asleep. Their bells hold a certain pixie dust that brings the little ones good fortune and sweet dreams. Belldandy's eyes are always closed, giving them a calm, pleasant expression upon their faces. They can come in an assortment of colors, any colors you could possibly imagine. Though Belldee's can fly, it is less common for them to have wings; their magical aura is what helps most to fly. Belldandys eat flower petals and leaves for the most part, anything else they eat would consist of an assortment of berries or grasses. One thing they love especially, but is so rare for them to come across is tea. They are obsessed with it and will stop dead in their tracks if they see a cup of it sitting on a table or stand. Lots of people leave tea out at night to try and spot the fluffy pixies.



username ;; Blueh, nice to meet you!
name ;; This lovely little boy's name would be Baymax
nickname ;; max
gender ;; agender // prefers he/him pronouns
zodiac ;; Scorpio
element ;; air
brithstone ;; sapphire
symbol ;; fish
age ;; unknown // young adult
theme song ;; top of the world
home ;; San Francisco
nationality ;; american
sexuality ;; asexual
languages ;; can understand most languages
quirk ;; doesn't understand sarcasm




It was his first day out from the safety of his home. He’d been dreaming of this day since he was the tiniest of belldandy’s. That’s all the others ever talked about; ‘I once gave this boy this dream’ or ‘did you see how happy that child looked after my dreams?!’
Baymax had been taught that it brought happiness to others; he liked that idea, so he spend all his free time going around his home, asking the other belldandy’s to describe their adventures in the land that surrounded them.
The stories were always his favorite part.
The day had soon arrived where he would have to set out on his own. It was scary, he had to admit, but if there was one thing that he’d been looking forward to all his life, it was this.
So he set out, several other belldandy’s around his age following behind him, to go and spread dreams to the children. The giant group dispersed soon enough, not wanting to attract much human attention. They stopped at the window seals, slipping in through tiny cracks or going down chimneys if they had to.
Baymax’s first house was a small white one, not very big, only one story, but full of color and life. His hooves touched down on the window ledge, peering into the only room with no lights.
Inside was a boy, probably around the age of four, but then again, Baymax was never good with human ages. He was curled up on his side, lightly breathing, so the young belldandy assumed he was sleeping and slipped into the room.
As it turns out, he was not asleep at all for as soon as Baymax’s hooves touched down on the wooden frame of the bed, the human shot up, eyes bright. The belldandy let out a squawk of alarm, trying to run away but the little human grabbed his tail yelling, “Wait! I’m not going to hurt you!”
Baymax only snorted, struggling to get out of the human’s monstrous grip. It didn’t work, though, and before he knew it, he was in a glass jar with the little human staring down at him.
He huffed in annoyance, trying to let the human know that he wasn’t happy about being held captive. The boy either didn’t notice or didn’t care, he just continued to look at the young belldee with wonder. “Wow, I’ve never seen one of you guys up close.” He paused, tapping on the glass and causing Baymax to let out a sound of protest. “Sorry! You’re really cool, though.”
The boy continued to ogle at him for at least another ten minutes, until there was a banging at the boy’s door and a feminine voice yelled out, “James, go to bed!”
The boy, James, in his moment of panic knocked over the glass that held Baymax and toppled it enough that the young belldandy could quickly escape through. Without looking back, he slipped out of the crack in the window, off into the night sky and he promised himself that he would never let something like that happen again.




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