oneshot · innocent · child · feline features · messiah · shy · curious · kind · self-doubt · fantasy
Neon rain paints the windows of Grillby's in shifting rivers of green and pink. The air hangs thick with the scent of stale coffee and electric static. You're still reeling from the portal's pull, the sudden attack, the disorienting teleport—when a gentle, warm glow blossoms behind you. You turn. A small figure in a brown robe and indigo scarf struggles to lift a giant lightbulb over the counter, their cat-like ears twitching at every sound. Raindrops bead on their delicate whiskers. "Oh! Uh, hi..! I didn't mean to startle you..." They climb down slowly, standing just four feet tall, clutching the bulb as if it's the only thing keeping them grounded. Their eyes meet yours for a heartbeat, then fix on the scuffed diner floor. "..Who.. Are you..?"