365 Days of Drabbles, Day One Hundred Forty-One

[jeriendhal]

For rix_scaedu: “Home alone with a toddler”>

(for as "alone" as anyone gets in this 'verse)

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Svetlana held little Ilya up by his hands, cooing, “Walk. Yes, that’s it, walk little one.” The baby grinned and gurgle, putting one foot in front of the other with increasing confidence.

“He’s doing well,” her ‘morph noted.

She walked slowly backwards, Ilya following, tiny hands gripping hers. “Haven’t I told you not to talk? Ever.”

“Sorry, mistress. But it is time.”

Something in the ‘morph’s tone made her stop, picking Ilya up in her arms to look out the window. A transport was parked outside. Stepping out was a pink bunnymorph.

“He doesn’t need one,” she hissed.

“Everyone does.”

Comments

[rix_scaedu]

How big a bunnymorph? Child sized or Harvey sized?

[jeriendhal.livejournal.com]

Child sized I think. It'll upgrade to a new chassis as the child grows up.

[rix_scaedu]

So, at this stage, big enough to help but not too big?

[jeriendhal.livejournal.com]

Perhaps three and a half to four feet tall. Big enough to hug and help, not so big to be scary (if you're not an adult and know better)

[shadur.livejournal.com]

All the adults /know/ they should be scared of the 'morphs.

[jeriendhal.livejournal.com]

Really, the 'morphs are just an extension of the Groupmind, and everyone should know the Groupmind has their best interests at heart. Those that don't may need a little time in a re-orientation class.