Someone has given Babyji a plush bnuny that is as big as he is
LQR stares as his nephew walks inside, arms holding on with all their might around the massive toy
Babyji, voice muffled from behind floof: Shushu. Dis Tofu. Say hi to Tofu
LQR, knowing the formalities must be observed, even for toy bnunys that appear out of nowhere: Good evening, Tofu. Welcome to our home. Can I ask where you came from?
Babyji: Tofu says he was living next door, but den saw me and wanted to be my fweind!
Next door?
CANGSE SANREN
Speak of the devil
CSSR, strolling in behind Babyji: Hello there, Qiren, don't you just love A-Zhan's new friend?
Even though he's slightly unnerved by the massive toy, there's no chance he can disappoint Babyji
LQR: Tofu looks like the very best of friends
CSSR smiles smugly at his slightly forced words
She isn't smiling so smugly when LQR gifts Babyxian with the best toy flute he can find. But Babyxian LOVES it, and LQR even hears it late into the night, drifting over from the neighbouring house
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Baby Foxxian is tiny. Just a little floof. Only days old, and everyone around him is just in awe of how smol and roumd he is
He sleeps a lot, his belly round and full of milk
Just a growing boy
It's no surprise then that when they arrive in Cloud Recesses, the dragons are intrigued by the baby. After all, dragons babies are very mobile shortly after being born
This fox baby is... not
Everyone is slightly anxious at introducing baby Noodleji to Foxxian
The noodle stares into the nest of fur and blankets at the roumd bebe, dragon face confused
He looks up at CSSR,who smiles and nods at him
He looks back at the bebe
Then, as if making a momentous decision, he nods firmly
Where Lan Zhan learns that he needs to be prepared for anything
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“Stop.”
Closing his eyes at his failure to master the form, Lan Zhan lowered his sword at Wei Ying’s command.
“Have you ever needed to act quickly or suddenly? Without thought? Or do you always plan everything out well in advance?” Wei Ying asked
There was no judgement in his tone, just curiosity.
That curiosity gave Lan Zhan the courage to answer truthfully. “Plans are the key to success. If they are carefully made, then there is no risk of failure.”
The townsfolk know that if they are to successfully matchmake LWJ, they need to first have the candidate get the approval of LZ's bunnies
That makes every Sunday morning at the farmers market The Place To Be
Every Sunday morning, LZ walks through the rows of stalls with his two Flemish Giant bunnies strapped in baby carriers at his front and back. Tofu and Peanut Bunner are celebrities in town, and everyone comes to say hello
They also bring tasty produce to tempt the buns
LZ is gracious and polite to everyone in town, quietly asking how they are and if they need anything when they come to say hi to the buns
He wins everyone over with his kindness and beauty. And, of course, because he is the bun dad to two amazing bunnies
Sometimes, his body didn't do what his mind demanded
Sometimes, it felt foreign, like something he couldn't connect to, no matter how hard he tried
As a child, it had frustrated him. Angered him. But Lans did not show anger or frustration, so he bottled it up inside
He calmed his features and set about trying to understand why. He knew that if he knew why, he could then somehow work past it
As his analytical mind was wont to do, LWJ focused on movement
Precise movements demanded by the strictest martial arts forms the Lans knew
At first, he felt like his body was not his own. It would stumble, it would sieze up, and it would be clumsy. His mind could stare at those figures on old manuscripts all it wanted, but translating this into physical action seemed increasingly impossible