Applesauce

Happens to the best of us. Right now I can’t draw people/faces

I feel hurt

Yes after a while of watching these I think he loves his fish more than people.

Side note - I got my flu shoot today and it didn’t even hurt! Plus free lollipops and a super nice doctor. Grocery store pharmacies are pretty cool.

I’ve heard this is good for anxiety so gather round my anxious children. Watching tip: do it somewhere soft and cozy, preferably alone where you won’t be disturbed.

Tis morning and Floo has awaken. But oh no! It appears to be the bug mafia back again to try to murder Floo. And that sleepiness is still lingering in head. Almost like a sleeping disease. 'But wait.' Thinks Floo 'I like to sleep. Maybe when I have some free nap time I can come back here and catch the sleeping disease. Then I'd have an excuse to sleep all day!'

Back at the tree, Nunu heads off into the unknown. Not without sniffing first, though. Floo always sniffed first to make sure the path was clear of danger and even if Nunu's nose is short and stubby compared to Floo's, he still has his enthusiasm. All looks good so far. Maybe this island isn't so bad.

While Nunu exits over his plans to find Floo himslef, the green nicheling wakes up in the mud puddle he desided to sleep in. So strange. Anyway, soon he finds these tiny bugs swarming all around him. He also feels droozy and ill despite getting a full nights rest. 'This is horrible!' He says to himself as he tries to dodge as many bugs as he can. He stumbles out of the mud but is only able to get a few steps without being overtaken by sleepiness. 'Oh no.' He thinks 'This is the end! And I never got the change to say goodbye to Nunu! I told him I'd be fine. I have to be fine!' He curls up at the side of the mud pool and closes his eyes. 'Ahhh, that's it. Probably just a cold. I'll have to lay off the journeying for a day or two.' He thinks feeling immedetly better.

Suddenly, an idea pops into the younger's head. 'I know!' Thinks Nunu, 'Instead of waiting around here I shall go find Uncle Floo myself! And if I see a bearyena, I'LL SWACK IT WITH MY HAMMER TAIL!!' Nunu gets a little excited. Little does he know that the tree crab will be missing him a little. So tragic.

Soon, Nunu awakes to the warm sun on his face, a nice change from yesterdays drizzly weather. He stays where he is and looks around. This place is scary without Floo. Even if he's too squishy to fight off a real threat, he was good for emotion and social support.

Pictures. If you lack the pictures, I lack the ability to understand. But really, most importantly I like when the characters feels real and when the plot doesn’t linger for too long. And no melodrama. I feel that if a story is good, it won’t need melodrama to appeal to emotions. It just will naturally. What about you?

Is England weather outside and guess who’s forgot about their photography assessment until today? :’)

I'm snorting

Welcome back Silver!

Those horns were a pain but still love it

Very spooky boy. Almost too spooky. I was a little scared with how I’d handle the derp snout but it turn out amazing. My favorite part is his teensy antlers.

Back at the beach, Nunu's been swimming around and exploring in the water. He's not the swimmer his father was, but to be fair Glacier was very good. Suddenly danger approaches from the depths. A blood-sucker! Nunu gives off a small 'Yeeeeek!', slaps it away, and runs back to shore. That night he curls up in the grasses. He needs a good rest after that brush with death.

He makes a sniff. He smells a gap among the berry bushes that he can pass through. 'This big nose really comes in handy here.' He thinks.

Later on he finds too large mud pools. It seems with every step there's something new to discover here.

Back at wherever the heck Floo is, it starts to rain. Suddenly a teensy snail appears on the tree. Floo stares in curiosity. Cute slime creature. Soon though, he must continue on his mission. He's already getting a little worried about leaving Nunu alone so he wants to move quickly. As he passes through the nest he can feel how soft it is. Must have been untouched for a while now.

Nunu is sick of crab talk. He heads off to the beach. There, he finds more of those water-breathing purple thingies. He doesn't have much else to do, so he takes a munch.

He manages to find a detour. oooo a cozy little nest. Next to cozy little tree. What a cozy place to spend the night.

This really stuff makes sense. I could totally seen a flying paradise sorta island, and a mate bond you could put on any two nicheling. It would also solve the problem of miss clicking on a family member or other nicheling. Also I love the idea that a nicheling born without an ability can learn it. Very nice.

I'm sorry to say, but he's just under 30. Don't be worried though, I'm thinking it'll be at least another 2 pages.

Floo ventures further into the swamp. But he's not firmiliar with that term. To him it's just a bluer, cooler jungle. A yes, that's what he'll call this place. The Blue Jungle. After a while of traveling, he runs into a road block. So many berry bushes! It really like this island was build for him.