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(Wyngro) Tommie and Toran - New Girl

Published: Jan 26, 2018

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A small brown bird fluttered to a tree branch that sat outside a slight cracked open window. A sweet tune came from the feathered animal's beak, the sound floating into the room from the window, sunlight following to shine down on a small wyngling. The brown mass groaned as the intruding light shined down onto his face, deciding to roll over to go back to sleep before the bird's song caught his ears. Another groan as he opened his eyes, sight blurry from just waking.

He sat up and yawned, stretching his limbs for a moment before getting off of his comfortable bed to trot over to the open window, growling as it stood just out of his reach, that brown bird still singing. "Good morning Tord!" A voice announced from behind the wyngling, he turned to see the happy face of a grey biped, his father, Asriel. He turned back to the window to notice the song had stopped, Asriel's voice must have scared it away. "What do you want Asriel?" "Honey you know you can just call me dad." "I'll call you dad when you start acting like a dad, now what do you want?"

The grey wyngro cleared his throat before walking over to Tord, hooves clanking on the wooden floor, "I was wondering if you wanted to come with me to see Alma, I have a few questions to ask her and I figured you could make a few friends while we're at the nook!" Tord snorted, "Its about me being a boy isn't it?" Asriel immediately put his hands up in defense, "Please don't be mad! I just.... Need a little help... Not just with that but just with the whole parenting thing in general." He confessed, getting a eye roll from the smaller being, "Whatever, let's just get this over with."

The walk to the nook was a long one as Asriel's tan house sat on the outskirts outskirts of Wynsiph. Not the best place to stay with the spites and all but so far he's had no problems. Tord's gonna bet he probably has no idea what a spite even was, though that was beside the point.

"Alma, hi!" Asriel spoke in a low, friendly tone as he trotted closer to the tan wyngro, "Oh Asriel what a surprise! Its been a few months since we've last seen each other, how've you been?" The grey gro gave a nervous laugh, "Yeah sorry, I've been busy with this little guy." He motioned to Tord, who sat down next to him, "His name is Toran, or Tord for short." Alma gave her biggest smile, "Oh deary I didn't know you where a father! Who's the lucky girl?" Asriel gave another nervous laugh, "Single dad actually..." Alma kept her smile, "Oh that's alright, there's plenty of single parents! So, what so you need?" She asked, looking up into Asriel's nervous green eyes, "W-well uh..." "He doesn't know how to deal with me being a boy when I'm born a girl." Tord blurted out.

Alma blinked and looked to Tord before her gaze drifted back to Asriel, "Is that all?" The grey gro nodded, "I-I've just uh well-" "Asriel it's okay, Tord deciding to be a different gender then what he's born with is normal!"

Tord continued to watch the two adults talk, blurring out whatever it was they were saying. The brown wyngling stood up and turned away from Asriel and Alma, deciding it may be better to not listen to that conversation. He knew Asriel was trying, he was just confused. Though that didn't make Tord feel any better when Asriel accidentally called him a girl.

He paused his walking when he spotted a dark purple wyngling drawing on a piece of paper with a blue crayon, another tan wyngling sleeping behind him. The purple gro sat up when he was done and glanced to where Tord stood, "Who's the new girl?" Unbeknownst to Tord, the purple gro meant nothing behind the question, it was just a question. The wyngling's expression lit a fire in Tord's body. A fire of rage. He growled and glared at the wyngling, who simply blinked, not knowing why the other looked so angry.

"Tord!" The brown gro turned to see the oh so familiar grey face of Asriel, "It's time to go honey, I just remembered that I need to do some shopping, we can come back later and you can talk to your new friend, okay?" Before Tord could reply he was swept up and carried away, the purple wyngling shrugging and laying down for a nap.

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Oh no Tommie. You shouldn't just assume things, and your poor resting b*tch face made it seem like an insult instead of an honest mistake. Look what you've done, my son.

Also Craig is sleeping in the background shhhhh

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This was a collab with Sunny-da-kitta!!
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