Too-ticky Stories

After Lumini's unfortunate death during winter one year, the rest off the froends seem to be slowly dropping like flies. Now with all these friends dying, somehow all in the same forest, some say they still are there. Whispers spread quicker than vines, and soon it becomes common knowledge that this forest is haunted and all who enter never return and shall soon join the ghostly choir.

I'm just gonna *places this softly on the ground* Yeah it's a chatfic. I'm not good with descriptions uwu I only made this for fun so dont take is seriously......... please

Moomins have taken over my brain.

Just a bunch of Fluffy, (maybe angsty, but NEVER smutty for our babys) oneshots! Feel free to leave constructive criticism.