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(I chose one of the happy and wholesome scenes for the sake of mental stability and wiki rules, but here's all the TWs for this fic if you choose to read it)
CONTENT WARNINGS: MENTAL DISORDERS, SUBSTANCE ABUSE, TRAUMATIC EXPERIENCES, CURSING, IMPLIED ABUSE, SELF HARM (IMPLIED AND ACTUAL), EATING DISORDERS
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Anne: “Shh. Do you hear something? Something's in trouble.”
The three run further into the forest, to see a bunch of giant bees surrounding a small fluffy creature, stuck in the mud.
Anne: “Oh, my gosh! We have to save it.”
Charlie: “Alrighty.”
Sprig: “Right behind ya.”
Anne ran over and grabbed the creature, escaping with it while Sprig and Charlie distracted the bees.
Sprig: “Take that, buzz brains! Go sting someone your own size!”
Anne: “Let's go!”
Sprig: “Sprig out! Peace!”
Charlie’s Mind: I’ve been wanting to do this for so long!
Charlie: “Byeee!”
The three successfully get away from the bees, with Anne now taking a closer inspection at what it is that they saved.
Anne: “You're safe now, little fella.” She lets out a squeal at the sight of the baby killapiller.
Sprig: “What's wrong? Are you stung? We'll have to amputate.” He readies the scythe, about to cut off Anne’s arm, before Charlie stops him.
Charlie: “Relax, she’s alright… I think.”
Anne: “No, it’s not that. This caterpillar looks exactly like my cat Domino from back home.” She showed a visual, a picture of her cat Domino, to help understand how similar they looked. “I loved my cat more than most of anything in the world. She was irreplaceable… but now I found a replacement! Let's take her home with us!”
Charlie’s Mind: That’s notably different to what she said, I think, but I’m not sure how… hmm. Eh, probably just wording or something.
Sprig: “Eh, I don't know, Anne. That's a wild animal. I'm not sure bringing it home is a good idea.”
Anne: “Pshh. That's ridiculous. My cat back home was a stray before I adopted her. All it takes is love and patience and... love.”
Charlie: “Plus, making friends with me is basically like taming a stray. Just feed it and give it affection, and eventually, it’ll hang around. You work with it from there.”
Sprig: “Anne, you said ‘love’ twice.” She holds the killapiller up to his face, with her licking the side of his face. “Sold!”
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