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Bular was beyond exhausted. Now that he had finally settled down from the chaos... for the moment his body was begging him to sleep but he can't not until he finishes caring for the little one.
* a few minutes later*
As soon as the water finished boiling he went into immediate action and started bathing the newborn to warm and clean him up. The whelp started to cry in protest but quickly settled down when he felt the warmth of the water
" Shh, shh I know little one, I know but I promise that it will be over soon " Bular said as he gently bathed the whelp smiling to himself seeing the little one be so at peace.
After Bular finished his task he looked up and saw one of his goblins offer him a towel then took it for himself as he dried up the whelp in his arms. Bular took the chance to properly inspect the whelp, the little one was perfect...ly healthy despite being left in a dumpster for possibly a few hours. Bular grabbed a nearby fur in his lair and used it as a makeshift baby blanket to wrap the little one in and held him close to his chest once more
" Hey what are you doing you silly imp"
Bular said laughing when he saw the whelp trying to suckle on one of the studded spikes on his shoulder strap. At first he thought it was amusing but when he tried to gently pry the whelp off he felt disheartened seeing how desperate the whelp was for milk. Bular started to Nuzzle the whelp's little head to comfort him
" shhh, shhh, shhhh, I know your hungry please be patient"
Bular felt like he was about to cry seeing the whelp in such a poor state, the little one should of have been fed and held in his mother's arms the second that he was born. But instead he was left abandoned in a cold and unfamiliar place for who knows how long only for the vicious Gumgum prince himself to take pity on him. He snapped out of his stupor when he felt a goblin climbing on his shoulder.
As soon as the goblin handed him the bottle of formula he took it in his spare hand and walked towards his throne and sat down as he guided the whelp to the bottle. As soon as the whelp discovered the bottles nipple he immediately latched on and started drinking the formula
" sh, sh there you go, there you go, take your time, I promise... I'll can get you more if your still hungry" the second that Bular said these words to the whelp, the little one eased his pace and drank his milk formula more calmly now that he felt reassured that he can drink his full in peace.
" that's it, there you go, that's a good boy.... you can rest easy now that I'm here"
Bular sat back in his throne and hummed the "Gumgums comes for crying Whelps" lullaby as he held the whelp in his arms... with tender care.
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My little sunshine
Fanfictionfor the past 900 years, Bular was alone as the last Gumgum left on the surface world with the rest of his tribe being banished to the darklands during the battle of Killahead Bridge. over the years Bular envies the rest of troll kind and humans for...
