Grubsitting :'3

[grubbyprince]

[Now, Eridan had no idea that his life was much different from many grubs. Most of them grew a normal life with their ... non-troll lusus. However, in an odd turn of events and basically punishment Eridan landed himself with a different caretaker. One that... oddly suited his needs as well as a seahorse would. And life was still pretty great for the lil grub. He was just so blissfully unaware of what a normal grub life should be, and he didn't really care as long as he was alive and fed and taken care of!!

Except for the fact that he was starting to get hungry! Which meant that his lusus should be around here somewhere... He's gotta be! He always knew exactly when to feed him and stuff. He was a really good lusus, he really was!! At least, that's what the young grub thought anyways. He would probably think a rock would be a good lusus to him if it kept him alive and fed him.

Though, this one was different in a lot of other ways.

Either way, Eridan was currently skittering around the yellowblood's hive, squeaking and glubbing desperately for him. Wherever could he beeee???]

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[xanthous]

[The Psiioniic had never intended to be a grub sitter, but...Now he was, and even if Eridan could be a bit of a pain (okay, "a bit" was a huge understatement), he couldn't imagine not having the grub. He was cute and he was affectionate, and Psii enjoyed having something to care for.

When he sees Eridan skittering through his hive, he can't help but smile. He kneels down next to the grub, holding out his hands so he can skitter up them.]

Are you hungry, little one?

[grubbyprince]

[Ahh! There he was, Eridan was going to get a little bit worried if he hadn't seen him soon. He gave a chirp in surprise when Psii suddenly ducked down next to him, circling once. And almost falling over oops.

On cue he then skitters up his hands and lifts himself up off of his first set of legs, waving them around. He was "so very hungry" and he was glad to see him! ]

Glub!

[xanthous]

[He grins, cooing at the little grub. He stands up, pulling Eridan close to his chest. It's a protective instinct, and he's only a little ashamed to admit it. He wants to keep Eridan safe, and the closer he is to Psii the better he can protect him.]

Let'th get you thome food.

[And they are off to the cooking block, Psii humming to the grub all the while.]

[grubbyprince]

[Ahh, Eridan really liked it whenever Psii did that, it allowed Eridan to press himself against him and hear his heart beating, which made him feel especially safe and calmed him down. He made a small purring-like noise in contentment along with Psii's humming, trying to mask how excited he was to get food.

... But he was still excited!! Food and Lusus Psii were good combinations!! ]

[xanthous]

[He smiles, a warm feeling in his chest as he cradles Eridan. He was so easy to read, and Psii would be lying if he said he wasn't excited for his metamorphosis.]

What do you want today, Eridan?

[He carefully sets him down on the table, rummaging through his cabinets and refrigerator and pulling out various flavors of grub-safe foods.]

[grubbyprince]

[Psii, what a naive troll. He would have no idea what Eridan would end up becoming when he would blossom into a new troll. Probably the worst brat ever, sigh.

When sat down, he waited patiently to see what the selections were today. As per usual the grub would go to each flavor, contemplating if he wanted one thing or another. However, there was a difference today. Instead of making another circle and looking through them again before making his choice, he just sort of laid down on the table and stared with an annoyed face.

As hungry as he was, he was also going to be really picky today. Sigh.]

[xanthous]

[He can only dream.

He sighs at Eridan, reaching out to poke him with a finger.]

Hey. Make a choithe.

[Pokepokepoke.]

Thith ith all I have.

[grubbyprince]

[He squeaks at the poking, still not wanting to get up or anything right now. Nothing looked good!!! Ugh, he was getting frustrated as heck right now too.

Myeh. He rolls on the table a little, squeaking again in annoyance.]

[xanthous]

[SIGH. He crouches down so he's at Eridan's level, giving him a little psionic nudge. He doesn't have all day to deal with a picky little grub.

Except that's a lie and all he does with his time is care for it.]