Chapter 3: Hermit Hunt (Part 1)

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First to find the anime reference in this chapter gets to keep one of the child hermits for the day-

Please return back the child later on, thank you.

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--Wels’ POV--

“Want a pancake?” the young blonde offered a pretend pancake/rock to the other.

“Cheewrs mate!” Xisuma accepted the rock.

While the two little hermits played around the grass, Zed paced all over the place, deep in thought, murmuring his worries. “What to do what to do what to do- Wels, what if all of the hermits were actually turned into 5 year-olds?!.

A hesitant chuckle escaped from my lips, “On the bright side, more adorable babies to take care of!

“WELS!”

“What!? They're adorable! “ I whined.

Xisuma roamed near the grassier parts of the area to pick up the leaves that had fallen from the tree. He ran back to the small pile of stones that Tango organised for his little pretend pancake shop. “How much is the cake?” he asked.

Tango eyed at the stack of leaves that the young strider could carry. He crawled to the bigger pile of rocks and slammed his fingers on the surface like he was using a cashier, also adding the beeping noises from the keyboard.

“Beep, bop, beep beep…..”

“BOOP!!”

“ One trillion money!”

Zedaph let out a dramatic but half-hearted gasp. “ Gee Tango, isn't that a bit much for poor X? Not everyone has lots of mon-

“I have lots of money!” Xisuma then tossed the stack of leaves to the poor little blonde who is now stuck beneath the pile of leaves. Tango popped his head up with the extra leaves sticking on his strands of hair. He showed another cheeky grin and handed Xisuma a bunch of rocks. “Thank you for shopping my pancakes!”  He exclaimed.

The weird but cute banter between X and Tango was now forgotten once the construction worker came back with a grin wider than before  “I'm backkkkkkkk!!!” Keralis cried out. “And guess who I found?!~~” He showed off another little body that rested in his arms. The young hermit was described as having dark brown hair, with a darker skin color, and a white sleeved shirt that reached to his tiny waist. And surprise surprise! He's asleep.

“It's a baby Bdubs?”

“Nah! Baby Bubbles is way better.” Keralis smiled like a proud dad.

“But he's not a baby,” I chuckled.

“W-Well!... He's babi no matter what okay!?”

The sleeping boomer winced, stirring his way to the opposite direction of the sound. The three of us did not dare to raise our voices again. Grown up Bdubs was already an angry ball of emotion when he doesn't get his sleep, but possibly a young, grumpy and sensitive Bdubs ain't a laughing matter..

Zedaph nudged his elbow to my shoulder and gave me a smirk. “Congrats Wels, you're officially the new king of sleep!”

“Oh haha,” I scoffed

Keralis stared bewildered at the both of us, and gasped, “Bubbles is still the prince of sleep no matter what! He'll always be our sleeping beauty.” He quietly giggled as he brought the young Bdubs closer to his arms. Keralis, as childish as can be, really looked like a dad the moment he said that about Bdubs. It reminded us that… we're now responsible for these kids, well I hope just these three. 20 babies isn't really ideal.

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