Title: The Chibiest Petstore
Author: Casshirek
Summary: Chibis abound. I lied when I said that was the last chibi fic. c.c Have fun. Inspired, make no mistake about that, by the dieties of chibidom, among which is Reishin and Aphrodite. Hats off to you all. o.o I tried to be as original as possible. ^^ Part One. We meet the GW Chibi-Petstore, and we see the interactions between a Chibi-Quatre and a passerby.
* * *
You won't find it on any map in the world.
In fact, people take extreme care to avoid listing such establishments on official documents. There is a reason for that. Past experience had demonstrated that these places attract stampedes. However, contary to the desires of the goverment, people know how to find these places. They always do.
It is, invariably, a small place. No one in their right mind would make a large version of this. Cabbages, meat and cat food are safe to have in massive quantities. The things that these places sell are not.
No sound ever emanates from within these pastel-coloured walls.
They are sound-proofed.
What is this place?
It is a pet store.
One that just happens to sell chibis.
* * *
Variations exist throughout the world, marketing replicas of different people. The one we shall visit deals primarily in the Gundam Pilots. From outside, the store is anything but striking, attired in pastel hues of cream and blue. There is a massive window that allows window shoppers to peer inside. Within several glass containers, separated to prevent unneccessary breeding amongst the shounen ai variety, are the chibis.
A Chibi-Quatre awakens, blinking enormous blue eyes at the outside world. He regrets it immediately. A pink hand is raised to shield that cerulean gaze from the burning sunlight. With some care, making sure not awaken his siblings, he huddles with the group. There are about four mini-pilots in the litter, and much like sleepy kittens, they have a tendency to curl up in a cluster of golden hair and pale pink when asleep.
The unfortunate Chibi-Quatre is kicked out of the group. He squeaks, wobbly- eyed for the moment it takes for the tea dispenser to register. Other pets get water bottles. The Chibi-Quatre find themselves with tea. Our intrepid chibi toddles towards the dispender, picks up the tiniest porcelain cup you could possibly imagine and pours himself some tea. He sips it and trundles towards the window, flattening his free pancake-hand against the glass.
"*SQUEAK!*" A pair of enormous green eyes, set within a massive human face, take towards staring at the little Arabian chibi. He squeaks manically, a hand applied to his tiny chest, hyperventilating from shock. His terror dissipates soon enough when a candy cane is waved experimentally in front of him. Wide blue eyes follow its movement, swishing left and right in accompaniment with the red-striped confection's swaying. Abruptly, the candy cane is pulled away, and the Chibi-Quatre snaps free from its hypnotic spell. He blinks.
When an enormous hand presses against the glass, the chibi-Quatre follows suit. Tiny hand is rested against the palm of the unknown human. The chibi squeaks, staring up at green eyes beyond the hand. Hand disappears, replaced only by a single finger. The Chibi-Quatre stares, his expression contemplative. Something must have triggered within the blonde head for it doesn't take long before the chibi snuggles up against the finger, trying ineffectually to wrap arms around the digit separated by glass.
A hand snaps suddenly from afar, whacking the spikey brown head of the would-be buyer. Green eyes look up, narrowing and the human stands. The chibi is left staring at the swish of human legs. There's a moment of hesitation before the legs vanish and the chibi is abandoned to his own thoughts. This is assuming chibis have thoughts.
"Squeak?" Pressing up against the glass, he stares into the emptiness of the pavement, tea sloshing dangerously within its cup. Feelings of desolation do not settle well with chibis. "Squeak..?" Eyes begin to tremble alarmingly.
No one returns.
"Squeak." A single crystalline tear rolls down his pudgy cheek as he withdraws, tea cradled to his chest. "Squeak." Chibi-Quatre reiterates, lip trembling even as he plops down onto the shredded hay and grain in which he and his littermates slept.
"Squeak." He informs the silence, and sips the tea.
There was always tomorrow.
~FIN
Author: Casshirek
Summary: Chibis abound. I lied when I said that was the last chibi fic. c.c Have fun. Inspired, make no mistake about that, by the dieties of chibidom, among which is Reishin and Aphrodite. Hats off to you all. o.o I tried to be as original as possible. ^^ Part One. We meet the GW Chibi-Petstore, and we see the interactions between a Chibi-Quatre and a passerby.
* * *
You won't find it on any map in the world.
In fact, people take extreme care to avoid listing such establishments on official documents. There is a reason for that. Past experience had demonstrated that these places attract stampedes. However, contary to the desires of the goverment, people know how to find these places. They always do.
It is, invariably, a small place. No one in their right mind would make a large version of this. Cabbages, meat and cat food are safe to have in massive quantities. The things that these places sell are not.
No sound ever emanates from within these pastel-coloured walls.
They are sound-proofed.
What is this place?
It is a pet store.
One that just happens to sell chibis.
* * *
Variations exist throughout the world, marketing replicas of different people. The one we shall visit deals primarily in the Gundam Pilots. From outside, the store is anything but striking, attired in pastel hues of cream and blue. There is a massive window that allows window shoppers to peer inside. Within several glass containers, separated to prevent unneccessary breeding amongst the shounen ai variety, are the chibis.
A Chibi-Quatre awakens, blinking enormous blue eyes at the outside world. He regrets it immediately. A pink hand is raised to shield that cerulean gaze from the burning sunlight. With some care, making sure not awaken his siblings, he huddles with the group. There are about four mini-pilots in the litter, and much like sleepy kittens, they have a tendency to curl up in a cluster of golden hair and pale pink when asleep.
The unfortunate Chibi-Quatre is kicked out of the group. He squeaks, wobbly- eyed for the moment it takes for the tea dispenser to register. Other pets get water bottles. The Chibi-Quatre find themselves with tea. Our intrepid chibi toddles towards the dispender, picks up the tiniest porcelain cup you could possibly imagine and pours himself some tea. He sips it and trundles towards the window, flattening his free pancake-hand against the glass.
"*SQUEAK!*" A pair of enormous green eyes, set within a massive human face, take towards staring at the little Arabian chibi. He squeaks manically, a hand applied to his tiny chest, hyperventilating from shock. His terror dissipates soon enough when a candy cane is waved experimentally in front of him. Wide blue eyes follow its movement, swishing left and right in accompaniment with the red-striped confection's swaying. Abruptly, the candy cane is pulled away, and the Chibi-Quatre snaps free from its hypnotic spell. He blinks.
When an enormous hand presses against the glass, the chibi-Quatre follows suit. Tiny hand is rested against the palm of the unknown human. The chibi squeaks, staring up at green eyes beyond the hand. Hand disappears, replaced only by a single finger. The Chibi-Quatre stares, his expression contemplative. Something must have triggered within the blonde head for it doesn't take long before the chibi snuggles up against the finger, trying ineffectually to wrap arms around the digit separated by glass.
A hand snaps suddenly from afar, whacking the spikey brown head of the would-be buyer. Green eyes look up, narrowing and the human stands. The chibi is left staring at the swish of human legs. There's a moment of hesitation before the legs vanish and the chibi is abandoned to his own thoughts. This is assuming chibis have thoughts.
"Squeak?" Pressing up against the glass, he stares into the emptiness of the pavement, tea sloshing dangerously within its cup. Feelings of desolation do not settle well with chibis. "Squeak..?" Eyes begin to tremble alarmingly.
No one returns.
"Squeak." A single crystalline tear rolls down his pudgy cheek as he withdraws, tea cradled to his chest. "Squeak." Chibi-Quatre reiterates, lip trembling even as he plops down onto the shredded hay and grain in which he and his littermates slept.
"Squeak." He informs the silence, and sips the tea.
There was always tomorrow.
~FIN