Critter Adventures in the Fairelands: Addler in Tiny Town

Addler was not quite certain why hoomans called good things a heaven. Heaven was blue and white and sometimes even rainy. Regardless, he had heard the expression often enough to ponder whether this could be one. He had never seen so many waffles anywhere in his life! He had lived long, too, at least all the pawfuls! It was a mountain of waffles, and more were appearing all the time, like magic!

He sniffed around in case this was Matshan’s doing — when things appeared out of nowhere, it often was — but could smell just the waffles, and various critter scents, and more waffles! He waddled closer to the waffle shower. Closer. Clooooooser.

When one dropped on his head he finally believed they were real. He took a bite, then another. Then another. Three waffles later he remembered to look around in case there were any potential waffle treasure owners glaring at him, but nope. He was alone. Alone with a mountain of waffles!

Five more waffles later he felt his tummy rounding up from the golden treasure, and he plopped down, letting the waffles rain on him. The world was golden and squareish and delicious smelling. He felt fuzzy-headed and after a little while flopped backwards, letting the waffles half-bury him. World was wonderful. Waffles were wonderful. Perhaps… perhaps world was a waffle. Yes. In his sugar-induced higher meditative state, this felt like the most profound truth of all time.

World is delicious and intoxicating and fulfilling and sometimes exhausting.

World is a waffle.

Addler is visiting Fantasy Faire, enjoying the waffle rain in Tiny Town. Come join him!

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Critter Adventures in the Fairelands: Bunlings in Aetherea


“Oooooooooooo.” Bunlings exhaled their astonishment in unison, a small soft sound echoing over the temples.

“It’s all shiny!” One exclaimed, then lowered his voice to a whisper. “‘n prittiful ‘n there’s fishies!”

“Floaty magic! I wonder if there’s floaty upside hoomans living there, too.”

“Think we’ll be upside down if we go there?” The smaller bunling tilted her head and almost tumbled over from the roof where their floating flower vehicle had landed.

“I see green things!” There was paw-pointing toward the lawn, and happily perked ears.

“Let’s-” A pause, a glance down, a glance at not-good-at-climbing-paws, then both turned toward the floaty flower and hopped on once more, just to let it glide gently down.

“Now let’s look clos-” Another pause, and both bunlings sniffed the air.

“It smells like Matshan! Allover Matshan! ‘s like home!”

“Also smells of flowers and candles and and… magic and gudspirits!”

“Let’s go say hai!”

Bunlings hopped and bopped allover, checked under the benches and cushions, nosed trees and flowers, clambered up big stairs to even bigger buildings, headtilted at each bell sound until they eventually found stairs leading to what seemed like scattered flowers and food.

“I think the gudspirits are invisible. Makes sense, less hoomans bothering them.”

“Look, hoomans leave things for them to nom! We should, too.”

After a slow clambering and dragging of a big carrot up the stairs one by one, the bunlings finally laid the vegetable next to the other gifts on the shrine.

“Hello, gudspirits! We come from Ambar. Everyone says hai!”

“You smell like home, so we must be friends! We brought you a karot. It’s very tasty.”

The bunlings stayed silent for a while, as to listen, ears tilting from one side to another. Then both bopped a small bow and hop-tumbled down the shrine, leaving the offering next to the flowers and incense to delight the spirits.

Bunlings are visiting Fantasy Faire, come join them in Aetherea!

Critter Adventures in the Fairelands: Bunlings Are Not Lost

“Do you think we’re lost?” The smaller bunling asked.

“Nope, we’re right here!” The slightly bigger one wiggled his nose knowingly.

“But I thought we should be elsewhere!” She peeked over the petals of the floating chrysanthemum they were using as a traveling device.

“Ohyas.” The bigger bunling scratched his ear thoughtfully. “Ladybun said we’d recognize it from the scent of waffles. ‘n gud arts on the walls.”

Smaller bunling peeked over another petal. “Dunsee any arts.” She sniffed the air. “‘n the air smells gudforesty. All leaves ‘n growing things ‘n flowers ‘n happicritters ‘n that nosetickling whiff!”

“‘s Faireland scent. The magic tickles.”

Smaller bunling examined her paws ‘n then patted her nose with them. “All tingly, too.”

“We couuuld land ‘n have a picnic!”

“But but… Ladybun said ‘s important to go to the waffle place.”

The floating chrysanthemum slowly moved onward, leaving bunlings staring at the forest with wiggly noses and tails.

“…when we have waffled, let’s come back.”

“Yas. But first we’ll waffle!”

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Fantasy Faire is open, and welcoming all the Fairelanders home. There’s fifteen whole regions for you to explore, a quest with treasures in the end, roleplay, dance performances, Literary Festival, endless DJ parties and of course shopping!

Bunlings are traveling on a 14)Air_Flower Lantern_Water lily cream_TM from a gacha by Air, available in Erstwhile. The stunning forest they are flying over is Astrid’s Nemeton, which houses the One Team Initiative and the second performance stage. (Yes, there are so many performances that two stages were needed for scheduling.) Bunlings themselves are by Ohmai.

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