Here's a cute interaction between younger Bluebell and Baby Bramble, just in case that last one made you sad.
Vamos!
Baby Bramble sat on the carpet, clumsily stacking colourful, wooden blocks with letters and numbers on them. He was wearing a small frog onesie, his tiny feet and hands covered by it, because it was a cold day. The onesie had a little hood, with big frog eyes on the top, to make the baby look like a little frog. Bluebell came over and crouched down in front of Baby Bramble. "You're not a frog, you're a tadpole!" Baby Bramble looked up at his big brother and gave him a big, gummy, toothless grin. "Fog!" he babbled. He was trying to say 'frog', but 'fog' was close enough. "Tadpole!" giggled Bluebell.
"Fog..."
"A tadpole is a baby frog." Baby Bramble looked confused. What was this tadpole creature that Bluebell spoke of?? "F...fog?" Bluebell giggled. "Alright, you can be a frog, Brambalamb." 'Brambalamb' was Bluebell's nickname for Baby Bramble.
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Patchwork Family + Concolor Family
Historical FictionThese are some snippets from my story, Rotting Flower/Driftwood, but only the ones that are about the Patchwork family and the Concolor family. You probably don't actually have a clue who these people are, so let me tell you! Bare in mind that some...
