#daycare module

[crowsongart]

CaelOS duo art is finally done! i had LOTS of fun creating @logicpng ‘s boys!! one of my favourite AUs to exist <3 (also got aster on my pc and im having lots of fun with the boys) good job on them!! hope you enjoy logic qwq

[crabsnpersimmons]

It has come to my attention that I haven't drawn sun and moon as chibis yet

I have rectified the situation:

all is right with the world

[gammaraydeath]

so how do people think growing up spacer works in the mass effect universe? miranda will comment that shepard learned from education modules, which makes sense to me - and from that you can extrapolate that there must be ships or stations that don't expect to see any action where it's ok for you to bring your kids aboard. they might even be referred to as nursery ships, like, these are the posts that parents take in order to stay close to their kids and keep their jobs. it might be a career hit in some cases, like you were a captain of a warship but now you're overseeing some, fuck, i don't know, an agricultural research vessel for the next 18 months until you get shuffled off to some other low-stakes assignment or something like that. i don't really know how the logistics of that would work, honestly. and at what age does all this start for kids? preschool age? are there daycares for infants whose parents are both working for the alliance? how early can you start raising your kid in space? how long is alliance maternity leave? does your "nursery ship" posting end when your kid is 16? 18? 21?

also, those on-ship education modules are totally designed to subtly (or not so subtly) prime children to join the alliance as soon as they "graduate". i bet certain kids get earmarked by the system too. good test scores, demonstrated leadership skills, good fitness, etc among the desirable traits

[areyoufuckingcrazy]

Helloooo! Happy Tuesday! I was wondering if you could do a Single mom reader x Wolfe pack(but romantic Helix x Reader) where she has a kid who bites? I think it would be super cute and funnny if the reader had to board the ship to help with medic things but she needed to bring her kid with her and she’s like “I’m so sorry he has a biting problem right now” and the Wolfe pack is just loving this kid.

Thank you and love your work! Pls never stop writing because honestly it’s the highlight of my day!

“He Bites, Just So You Know”

Wolffe Pack x Single Mom!Reader

The hangar bay of the Star cruiser smelled like fuel and sterilizer. You shifted your medic pack higher onto your back and adjusted your grip on your son’s hand as the bay doors hissed open.

He was two and a half. All big brown eyes, stubborn energy, and sharp baby teeth. You were pretty sure he was trying to chew his way through the galaxy lately.

“I really appreciate the escort,” you told the clone commander waiting with his squad just inside the ship’s main corridor. “But I’ve got to warn you—my kid has a bit of a biting problem right now.”

Commander Wolffe arched a brow. “Define ‘problem.’”

“Teething? Frustration? Territory defense?” you offered with a half-apologetic smile. “He doesn’t mean to hurt anyone, but he will latch on if he’s overwhelmed or if you’re not paying attention.”

The little boy tugged your arm, trying to wiggle out of your grip. “Mama. I don’t wanna go this way. It smells like socks.”

“Yeah, well, it’s either this or I drop you off with the angry Ithorian daycare lady again.”

He froze. “She said I was feral.”

“She wasn’t wrong, buddy.”

Behind Wolffe, the rest of his squad exchanged looks. Sinker stifled a snort. Boost looked delighted. Comet, standing in the back, leaned forward just enough to whisper, “Did he really bite someone?”

“Multiple someones,” you said flatly. “Mostly me. Once a senator. That was awkward.”

Wolffe huffed, like he was already rethinking everything.

Your son squinted up at them all, clearly sizing them up. “Are those soldiers?”

“Yes,” you said, already bracing.

“Can I have one?”

Comet made a strangled sound.

“I meant a helmet!” your son added quickly.

“Oh, thank stars,” you muttered.

⸻

You were three rooms deep into medbay inventory. Your son had a tablet, snacks, and instructions to stay exactly where you left him in the quiet crew commons.

When you came back out?

He was sitting cross-legged on the floor in the hallway surrounded by clone troopers. Like he’d just… collected them.

Sinker was holding out a ration bar like a peace offering. Comet was showing him how to tap a helmet’s voice modulator. Boost was teaching him how to make a paper snowflake out of gauze. And Wolffe? Wolffe stood back with arms crossed, expression unreadable—but not exactly annoyed.

You slowly crouched down, eyeing the half-chewed ration bar in your kid’s hand.

“Did he bite anyone?”

“Technically? No,” Comet said. “He threatened to bite Boost.”

“He said if I didn’t let him tap the vocoder, he was gonna ‘go full Gungan on me,’” Boost said, clearly holding back laughter.

You sighed and ruffled your son’s hair. “That checks out.”

“He’s… funny,” Sinker said, glancing down at your boy. “Weird. But funny.”

Your son yawned and leaned up against his leg like a sleepy tooka. You blinked.

“He just… did that?”

Sinker shrugged like it was no big deal.

You looked over at Wolffe, who finally met your eyes. His voice was quieter than you expected when he said, “He’s not bothering anyone.”

You nodded. “I’ll keep him on a leash next time.”

“You don’t need to,” Wolffe said, then paused. “We’ve had worse visitors.”

That made you laugh. “Really?”

Wolffe gave a dry smile. “Once had to escort a senator’s pet nexu kitten. This kid’s practically standard issue compared to that.”

⸻

He fell asleep curled up in a corner of the bunk you were sharing. Crumbs on his shirt, tablet on his chest, one of Comet’s gloves clutched like a stuffed toy.

You smoothed his hair back and glanced up when you heard someone outside your open door.

Wolffe.

He nodded to the kid. “He settle down okay?”

“Yeah. No biting,” you whispered. “Small miracle.”

He hesitated. “He’s… a good kid.”

You raised a brow. “That a professional opinion, Commander?”

“Personal.”

Something about the way he said it made you pause.

You smiled, just a little. “He likes you guys. Not sure how much that says about him.”

Wolffe gave a tired, quiet laugh. “Says enough.”

[sketchie06]

two of my other fnaf sb ocs

I have like a whole backstory for them but in short their basically upgraded staff bots that were made using daycare attendant stuff

Pluto-0.8 is basically a robotic mechanic/engineer that was made using spare moon parts, staff parts and old fixing modules (which surprise, surprise one of them still had a lil Dollie’s code so now he keeps unintentionally blabbering about shock therapy & Lobotomies)

Storyteller was made using spare sun parts, staff parts and what fazbear entertainment could salvage of candy cadet & other direction modules which kinda ended up with him the attitude of angsty teen from sister location mixed with the grim tales of candy cadet’s stories…. Overall he mainly tends to entertaining teens & adults

[tydhl]

Th’ell ya’ doing here, lady? (Monty x reader)

Chapter 2. Who th’ell are ya’, lady?

Summary

Oh no!

It looks like you’re not a registered character in the Plex’s system, how unfortunate.

Good thing Montgomery Gator here realized you aren’t human! He will be in charge of escorting you back to the daycare.

Warnings: Mild swearing.

Headcanons used:

Monty is glad to be a rockstar but is jealous of Feedy being fan favorite.

Monty is very gentle with children.

“It’s past closing hours, lady, what th’ell ‘ya doing here?”

—————

You stared up at the much larger animatronic, optics widened in terror. If your voice box was operational, you’d probably be screaming by now. You felt your CPU buzz loudly inside your chestplate, frantically calculating an escape route while you stood frozen. The gator was massive, being a good few feet taller than you, and looked like he could easily bench press a car if he wanted to.

You shakily brought your hands up and in a placating gesture and shook your head, trying to signal that you meant no harm. You glanced behind the gator, trying to judge the distance you’d have to run if you could slip past him. This only seemed to aggravate the already aggressive animatronic.

Monty felt his security module continuously ping his processor on the steps he needed to take now that he has located a trespasser to ‘keep Freddy Fazbear’s Mega Pizza Plex a safe place for all families to enjoy.’ He blinked at her rapid movements, becoming irritated if not confused on what you were trying to convey other than a frantic gesture.

He internally pinged Vanessa about the situation, needing a human employee to process any human infringement. 

Bringing his attention back to the shorter animatronic, he spoke up. “You stay here, an officer is going ta come talk to ya’ on how you’ll be processed fer trespassing on private property.” He said, pulling back a bit as he kept his harsh gaze on you, the response automatic and robotic as ever.

You winced at it’s scowl aimed towards you. At the mention of an officer getting involved in the situation, you began to panic. It hasn’t even asked who you we’re! 

He stared at you for a moment longer before he noticed that you weren’t quite…well, human.

“…What in the—?” 

He jerked his head back to get a better look before quickly running a full body scan. When his system revealed to him that he was, in-fact, talking to another animatronic, he didn’t quite know what to do.

Why weren’t you in his database? Surely they would’ve added the ID of a new member to the plex when they issued you. …Or maybe not, heck, this corporation isn’t known for being the nicest to their… assets. 

The gator stared at you for another tense moment before stepping back, letting go of the recharge station. A flicker of embarrassment was present in his face but was quickly masked by a scowl.

“Who th’ell are ya, lady?” He asked, crossing his arms as he stared you down. “I ain’t ever seen ya ‘round here before.”

You began to sign frantically, using your digits to convey what an answer to what was asked of you.

‘I’m the Daycare Attendant’s helper! Sorry if I intruded, I didn’t mean to wander so far or know that it would cause any problems.’ You looked up at the gator animatronic apologetically, after you gave him your name, equally embarrassed as you held your hands close to your chest.

Monty felt his scowl soften a bit when he realized you couldn’t speak. His optics quickly caught on to your ASL, already having been downloaded in his programming as a part of the ‘PCA’ part of his purpose during events. He decided not to comment on your lack of speech.

“You from the Daycare, huh? You don’t look as creepy as those clowns, heard management’s gonna to do something ‘bout their faceplates soon.” He replied, tilting his head to the side as he grimaced at the thought of the Daycare Attendant’s appearance. 

Whoever designed their likeness sure didn’t know what they were doing, those bots look creepy as hell. They did them so dirty. He quickly linked a quick picture of you and your name into a file for later. 

“Didn’t even have ya in my system. I’m guessing you’re new then.” He added, letting out a hiss of pressured air past his nostrils in a pretend huff.

That made sense. The human staff you’ve interacted with didn’t seem particularly interested in any of the bots. To leave out coding your addition to the animatronic staff does seem like something the would do, even intentionally.

“Moon’s allowed to come out of the Daycare during his rounds, he must be near Roxy Raceway by now. Sun, on the other hand, his programming won’t let the bot set foot outta the place, heck, I don’t think he can even think about doing so.” The gator mused, feeling himself relax slowly while he pinged Vanessa once again, this time to take back his request.

“I don’t know nothing ‘bout you though, if ya can or can’t.” He said, his scrutinizing gaze remaining fixed on you as he waited for a reply.

You blinked once, twice. Adverting your gaze, knowing full well that your programming doesn’t exactly specify whether or not you’re allowed to leave the daycare. You do, however, have a high clearance than Sun, being that you can leave without your joints locking up as soon as you crossed the Daycare doors.

You shrugged, deciding to change the topic.

‘You’re pretty intimidating, all the animatronics here as tall as you?’ Okay, maybe not the best way to divert the subject, but an attempt nonetheless.

The gator snorted at your words. If there’s one thing he’s good at, it’s being intimidating. He brought a hand up to tilt his glasses down his snout and gave the shorter animatronic a grin. “Most of us, yeah, we’re pretty tall, modeled after th’ same endo.” He said, sliding his purple shades back up his snout.

‘Well, I may not be tall, but I am softer than most animatronics here. They gave me a complete silicone casing and memory foam pads on my hands.’ You signed, bringing your hands up for demonstration. ‘You can see for yourself.’ 

Monty’s smile faltered at your trusting gesture, looking down at her extended hand with a surprised expression. His jaw clicked shut as he processed your offer. You was offering to let him touch you. Him? Slowly, the bulky animatronic brought his clawed hand up to gently rest it in yours. Despite his reputation for being a destructive individual, the gator animatronic can be gentle. He’s gentle with the children, he’s never hurt one. She was true to her word, her servos were, in-fact, soft, silicone coating her palms.

A slow thumping noise was heard behind the gator and he quickly pulled away, an embarrassed expression painting his mostly static face. His tail had been wagging, and he mentally cursed the the programmer that had decided to add that involuntary reaction into his software. He looked away and crossed his arms, scowling once again.

You quirked a brow in amusement at his abrupt motion, effectively putting some distance between the both of you. 

“Yeah, well, ya should probably head back to the daycare if ya aren’t on patrol, it’s dangerous out here.” He grumbled.

You agreed, it was probably best for you to return to the daycare. However, you’d like to catch the gator’s name before you left, he was the first person outside your daycare duties that you’ve meet, after all.

‘Right, of course, but, before I leave, may I get your name?’ You signed, waiting patiently for his reply.

He glanced back at you, narrowing his eyes. Did you really not know who he was? Did you not know who the band was? Wait…then that means you don’t know who Freddy is, or about his reputation, which also means that you can’t compare him to Freddy like everyone else. The opportunity just walked right into his very hands, an opportunity he’s not going to miss.

Monty turned to face you, brining a clawed digit to tilt his bright, purple shades down and winked at you. “Name’s Montgomery, Montgomery Gator, but ya can call me Monty, doll-face.” He said, knowing this is his shot on making a memorable introduction with his southern charm.

You felt your fans kick up a notch at the pet name, but payed no other mind to it.

“I’m the band’s bassist, you could say I’m a fan favorite, got my own golf course an’ all.” The gator drawled rather arrogantly, brining his hands to his hips as he grinned toothily.

“You should come by some time, I’ll show ya how ta play, it’s on the house.” Monty offered smoothly, looking down at you through the violet hue of his signature shades.

You smiled at his offer, perhaps you should make going out of the daycare part of your routine. It would be a nice change. 

‘That would be nice.’ 

His grin widened.

As you turned on your heel, you hesitated. You really didn’t want to get lost again, and Monty did seem like a person who knew the place well. Turning back towards him, you signed.

“Nah, don’t worry about it, I know this place like th’ strings on my bass.” He said, brushing you off as he brushed one of his hands over his mohawk in a causal manner. “I can help you out, easy, wouldn’t want you to run into any other members of the band and throw yourself into a locker or something.” Monty teased, a loud bark of laughter escaping him before as he walked past you, already making his way to the Daycare.

He also didn’t want you running into Freddy, but the gator would never admit that. If you met him, he’s certain she’d realize how much of a mess the Gator actually is plus how much better the bear was compared to him. You’d forget all about Montgomery Gator. He can’t let that happen, he won’t let that happen. Shoving the dark thought back into the depths of his processor, he focused on the situation at hand.

“‘Sides, Moon can cover for me, he does owe me one.” The gator added as he looked back at her from over his shoulder with a grin.

“Get over here, short stack.” He called, gesturing for her to follow him.

You quickly followed after him, running to catch up to the larger animatronic. Falling into step beside him, you glanced up at the gator. His color scheme was a lot different to Sun and Moon’s, his attire as well. While the Daycare attendant sported s circus themed outfit, the glamrock wore a much more eighties-esque type aesthetic, reminiscent of the 80’s rockstar, David Bowie.

He glanced down at you and you adverted your gaze quickly, embarrassed to have been staring. Deciding that the floor was much more interesting, you kept your eyes glued to the tiles. The gator chuckled, much to your chagrin. Monty was used to the attention, either good or bad, having eyes on him wasn’t a new feeling, rather just as normal as recharging for him.

As you two passed the band’s green rooms, you perked, pointing at the show rooms as you turned your head to look up at the gator. 

Using your other hand to sign at him simply, you asked. ‘Your friends?’

“Hm? Oh, yeah, that’s where th’ band and I have our showrooms.” Monty replied, keeping his optics trained on you for any other signs. 

His tail slowly swept back and forth behind him, another indicator of his better mood. The gator’s eyes landed on Freddy’s room, and he fought back the urge to bare his teeth, instead, smiling down at the little lady.

“Maybe I can show ya ‘round some time, give ya a tour and all that jazz.” Monty added, glancing at his room’s door. 

The bulky animatronic grimaced a bit, optics quickly switching to his room’s visual feed. He’d have to get a S.T.A.F.F. bot to clean up the mess he made after his temper tantrum earlier in the day. He returned his gaze back to the shorter animatronic as they neared the Daycare entrance. 

“If you’re lucky, I might even take a picture with ya.” The reptilian animatronic said with a grin. “You’ll be a certified Montgomery Gator fan!” 

You clapped your hands excitedly, relying more on your body language and actions to get your mood across. That would be nice, wouldn’t it? 

When your eyes landed on the Daycare’s doors, you balked. You didn’t want to end your conversation with Monty just yet, you’d just gotten to know him. 

‘Will is see you again?’

The animatronic gator blinked down at the you, surprise evident on his face as his optics widened. You wanted to see him again? Him, Montgomery Gator? Suck on that Fazbear!

With a toothy grin, he brought his hand to your forehead, flicking your faceplate, making you lurch back with a surprised expression. “Sure ya will, doll.” 

Stepping back, he looked past the netted wall that separated the daycare from the gift shop area. “Say hi to Sun for me, alright?” Monty said, returning his focus to you.

You rubbed at your forehead, watching him with narrowed eyes. This made Monty grin wider as he continued.

“And don’t let me catch you wandering where you shouldn’t, just ping me if you need someone to—” he gave her a mischievous grin, “‘assist a new bot with directions’.”

He quickly found your data signature in the Plex’s network and shot you a quick message, just a simple ‘hey’. “You can use th’ network to message me after hours or during your break, usually only security guards use it, but it’s pretty nifty for us bots to stay in touch.” 

You jerked a bit at the message popping up in your visual feed before grinning, giving him a thumbs up. 

”I’ll see you—“

The daycare doors opened suddenly, cutting the animatronic gator off. You both turned to look at what had interrupted your little conversation.

“Sunshine! I’m so glad you’re back, I got worried when I couldn’t find you anywhere! Moon went out to look for you and—…” the sun-themed animatronic tilted his faceplate when he noticed the band’s bassist standing next to you. 

His milky white optics seemed to darken, though perhaps that was just the lighting. “Oh! You brought the gator…with you.”

[detyan]

Art from the amazing @mixmioart for a new Troika module; The Waifs and Strays of Longshot City!

Six new troublemakers for Superhero TTRPG campaigns! In order of appearance here;

PACKRAT - Junk collecting mutant rat, with a trash-can cannon.

DR. IRT - A worm-loving mad scientist; teeth slick with worm-juice.

DAYCARE - An infant hivemind, trying to get back to its family.

THE MILKMAN - The unaging god of milk awoken in a mortal shell.

KAT - Master thief, unseen by all.

BANQUO - Spectral prankster half-mad in undeath.

Designed for the excellent Troika spin-off Longshot City. Grab it for $1 here; the plain-text is free! Thanks everyone!

(Psst... There's also a chart of d36 Lesser Powers included for all your underpowered superhero needs!)

[birdpersonposting]

Just yell out in pain if you need help. ///

Birdrick smut one shot 🪶🧪

Birdrick fic set in the Pocket Mortys universe. They fuck

Rick blacked out, having failed to strategize a decent plan to win the previous Morty Battle.

Sometimes he just wanted to get back to the Citadel so he could drop the Mortys off to daycare Rick and go get shitfaced. Rick is a bad father, yes, but he was a damn responsible trainer.

As he lay on the floor, contemplating his existence, the other trainer that decimated his team gave him a thrice over.

“Uh. X Ggg?” The alien gurgled at Rick, his Communication Ultra Module (or C.U.M.) translated the words and conformed them into an idea that can be equated into vague human terms.

“You okay?” Is what the C.U.M. sent back into his brain.

Rick groaned, his dazed Mortys sitting on the purple grass of the current planet with him.

“Jxs uuuhyk. Cxxxv”. “Aching loser. Haha.”

Rick could shoot him, but he didn’t want MPS to take his Mortys.

His second groan turned into a scream of annoyance, the flabby alien backing away. He kept screaming, out of stubbornness maybe? Making noise. How rebellious. Really saying “fuck you” to the system.

After a while, his hangover flicked at his brain until he closed his eyes. Maybe a nap. Rick Sanchez could nap fucking anywhere. And has, very long list of stories.

Whooooosh. Flap…. Whoooooosh. Landing? Something like that. It was a thump. Give me a break.

He didn’t crack his eye open until he felt his skin cool, a shadow resting over his face and blocking the light-provider for this quadrant.

“Rick Sanchez.”

The man that stood atop of him carried a hard glare, hardly blinking. His pronounced nose framed his rather stoic face well. The wind on this planet blew hard, tussling the others feathers.

“Present,” Rick grumbled, turning his head away. It’s embarrassing to be seen losing.

“I see that you’re in need of help.”

“I— uuurp— hate that phrase and you know it, Pers.”

“I will get you to the Healing Center.”

The seventh mother-fucking time Birdperson had helped him. Seven too many times for Rick. That’s seven total times it can be milked for favors. Seven times he would have to think about what others expected from him.

He would have to deal with this upper-hand Birdperson had on him quickly.

A hop, skip, and a bridal carry away, Birdperson’s talons scraped the Citadel’s concrete.

Rick pushed away from the larger man, stumbling and mumbling towards the Healing Center. Birdperson’s hands followed after his leaving body for a moment, chasing touch. Rick’s thoughts picked up speed.

The Surgeon Rick smiled in a way a caretaker definitely shouldn’t. He purred the same question as always, and Rick answered with a simple toss of his Control Tabnel.

“Your Mortys are, fucking fi, fixed. Asshole.” Surgeon spat. Belching and tossing the device back to its owner. A doctor drinking on the job was much less horrifying here.

Holding a middle finger to the damn Worker Rick, he slipped around towards the side of the Healing Center.

Leaning against the sleekly designed building, his hand found its way towards his Flask. He tried to keep his eyes from doing the same towards Birdperson. Stupid sexy Birdperson, damn he has a thing for squawkers.

Birdperson nonchalantly scooted towards Rick. Brush it off as randomly coded movement cycles.

“Are you feeling okay now, Rick? Did you hit your head?”

He gulped for what seemed like minutes.

“Jesus, fuck. Birdperson, why do you care so much?” He groaned, hoping to sound like a rhetorical question.

“I care about you and your physical, mental, and emotional health. That comes with our bond.”

“You fucking Birdpeople and your connections. Connections are what get you killed, boom boom pow— URP— style, man. But hey, you aren’t dead yet.”

At this, Rick could hear the soft exhale from Birdperson’s nose. A nice fuzzy sound of entertainment that he did not often let breath.

“Y’know, makes me feel like I owe you something. And I know you know how hard that is for, like, anything.”

The commissures of Birdperson’s lips deepens and unturned, a content smile chipped into stone.

“I thought you were familiar enough with the natures of our bond to know no such thing is necessary.”

Rick leaned into their now shared space, the air between them intermingling and becoming familiar with the others' completely unique carbon emissions. Rick could feel the heat rising from the avian from where he (hardly) stood.

“I don’t fucking care, Pers. Whaddya want? Money, birdno mags? Shit—I’ll suck your fuckin’ dick, man.” Rick rambled, grabbing his hair and tugging. He did this often when he explained things, finding it a grounding sensation when his mind begins to take off into thought like a rocket ship.

“Anything, Pers. I hate feeling like you’ve got a favor on me. I just wanna do shit for you cause I feel like it,”

“Then you understand why I help you as well.” Birdperson replied, setting a firm grip onto the lanky man’s shoulder.

He let go of his hair.

“Even if you don’t wanna accept, just— URP— let me do somethin’.” He spoke, and it was surprisingly desperate.

“Uuuhh. Okay. Rick.” Birdperson answered, nodding.

“So what can I do?”

“It does not matter to me.” The avian answered, his head feathers puffing a bit. The scientists eyebrows raised as he checked a device that poked out of a cybernetic implant in Rick’s arm.

“Alright, suit yourself. Drop that skirt for me, pretty please.” He spoke, like it was totally normal. Instantly, Birdperson’s shoulders jumped, his wings flapping hurriedly.

“Rick, what are you saying?” Birdperson asked, voice now slightly (very slightly, this is Birdperson we’re talking about) startled.

“I’m saying that your inability to know what you want lead me to use my Decision Indicator Cybernetic Kindle. I call it DICK. I literally used my DICK to decide.”

Birdperson squawked. “What?—why does it have ‘Kindle’ in the name? And why did it tell you to tell me to take my only article of clothing off?” Birdperson doesn’t usually ask this many questions, but Rick doesn’t usually tell him to take his loincloth off.

“Oh, well I made it out of a a kindle fire. So I thought it would be funny to put it in the name. Yknow— URP— so it would be DICK. get it?” Rick replied, rolling up his sleeves.

“I get it, Rick. What did it decide on..?”

Rick smiled, and it was in such a way that only happened when Rick was 1) about to steal something that will benefit him, or 2) get some tail.

“Nothing much, just givin’ you a mind-blowing, eye-opening, blood-boiling, envigorating, fucking—amazeballs Lewinski you have ever experienced in your whole Dumbass Bird Life.” Rick grinned, his eyes shining something that is worrying to the average public. Drool escaped his lips and trailed down his chin. His smile lines framed this crazed look perfectly—Birdperson snagged his eyes away from him.

“Wh… what is a Lewinski?” Birdperson murmured.

“You’re about to find out, egg head.” Rick giggled, spindly fingers pulling at the belt that secured the feathered fabric.

Now, Birdperson had Seen Rick give some bjs to a lot of different kinds of people. They all displayed some level of finesse. Rick was very proud of his mouth.

But there was no way in hell that Birdperson would be prepared for the sight of Rick Sanchez (reminder: SMARTEST MAN THIS SIDE OF THE FINITE CURVE!), crouched down, and flitting his fingers through the down feathers on Birdperson’s crotch.

“Jesus—BRRRP—Christ, man. It’s like searching through the Amazon. Where you hidin’ that thing?” Rick demanded, unibrow furrowing down the middle.

“I… have not been sexually active in some time. My phallus may need time to ‘wake up’, or so some say.”

Rick groaned, though his expression then changed into something devilish.

“Fine by me, I’ll wake the rooster this time.”

“Horrible pun.”

The scientist’s adept fingers dipped underneath the down feathers, smoothing them. Feeling their softness. Birdperson’s thigh muscle twitched.

Soon, Rick found what he was looking for. The pads of his fingers grazed over the slit opening. The feathers around it were damp, the air humid. Rick’s hands shook with something, excitement, fear, arousal. Whatever it was, it made him determined to speed things up.

His middle and ring finger dipped into the hole, slowly. Birdperson’s gloved hands found purchase on the smooth wall behind him.

“Rick…” Birdperson cringed at his own desperate voice.

“What’s up, Pers?” Rick replied, voice calmer than usual. Huskier. Maybe it was just Birdperson’s mind.

“None of my previous partners have cared for that part.” He admitted, wings twitching against the wall.

Rick seemed shocked about this. His widened eyes trailed up his body; across his stomach, chest, and up his feathered neck. Finally reaching his face, his eyes made a sharp stare into Birdperson’s own.

“So you’re telling me. That no one’s ever, EVER eaten you out before?”

Birdperson nodded, eyebrow feathers turned down into a worried expression. He had a vague idea of what that meant. He thinks.

Rick’s smile hadn’t left. Digging an unused hand into his lab coat, Rick uncaringly tossed it onto the ground under Birdperson. It made a mechanical noise, transforming into a photon-based stool. Birdperson squawked at the sudden reposition of his legs and pelvis.

Rick made a meaningless sound with his mouth, just to pass the time. He hefted the avian man’s legs over his boney shoulders. As usual for Rick, this was every other Tuesday.

Birdperson stayed silent, honestly not knowing what to say next.

Rick’s hands were on his southern region once more, coming through the down feathers to reveal the pinkish hole. It was shiny with the man’s natural lubrication. This is both hot and valuable data!

“So, are you…”

“Birdpeople take pride in their hygiene.” Is all Birdperson said, and honestly he would need to be tortured for anything more specific than that.

“Sweet,” Rick spoke, and you could fucking hear the grin in his voice. Rick Sanchez then proceeded to swan dive, tongue-first into that region.

Dipping the tongue inside, desperately tasting and experiencing all of Birdperson. There was something so interesting about the man to him. How his bluntness caused Rick to try harder to force surprise out of him, even if ever so slightly. Rick would rather die than admit he was trying to get something out of someone just for his own selfish head. He was an emotional wreck first and “human” second.

This horrible part of him was fed as Birdperson failed to keep keens and chirps in. They echoed off of the wall behind them.

Rick looked up, catching a glimpse of Birdperson’s overwhelmed face. His wide nose and cheeks were brushed with pink, and his feathered eyebrows were raised a bit. Birdperson’s usual expression of content and neutrality was shattered, and the pieces were put together by Rick to show absolute pleasure.

The scientist’s mouth showed careful attention to his cloaca, keeping his teeth mostly away.

Removing his face from his friend’s hole, Rick wiped his chin.

“That a good enough first time for you?” He spoke, a side of his unibrow quirking up.

Birdperson continued to breath laborly, panting. Undertones of a whine on his tongue.

Birdperson didn’t say anything for a few beats, and Rick was honestly a little worried he overstepped something with his awesome head.

That was until the roughness of Birdperson’s glove met the back of Rick’s head. His fingers buried themselves into his roots, pulling. Damnit.

Rick made a strange noise, somewhere between a gasp and a choke.

He could hear the avian breathlessly chuckle. And any insult that tried to manifest on his tongue swiftly died as a warm, wet, warm appendage slapped onto his cheek.

Rick’s jaw fell open, and though his eyes fell to the cock currently resting on his cheekbone, he could see Pers’ smug expression. That was new for him. Last time he was smug was when they were 30.

“It seems your tongue has done the trick, Rick. Don’t get cold feet now.” Birdperson broke his fixation.

“… why the FUCK haven’t you shown me this before?” Rick spat, grabbing onto the phallus harder than he should have.

Pers winced.

“You did not make it clear that your friendship included penis showcases.”

“I’m Rick Sanchez. That’s pretty much implied. I can’t believe you hid this fucking monster from me!” Rick rambled, stroking the wet, pink cock slowly.

“I was, aaahnm… not aware it was something to flaunt.” Birdperson’s face heated up impossibly more.

“NOT AWARE? If you think THIS is average then either I need to move to Birdplanet, or you’re in for a disappointing surprise.”

Birdperson groaned as Rick ended his reply with a kitten lick to his sensitive cock. It didn’t stop there, and soon teasing lip strokes became wrapping his mouth around the organ that slowly drooled precum.

Rick’s mouth ventured further, Birdperson’s cock slowly filling more and more of his mouth. Pers knew that the only way to shut Rick up was to shove something of his in his throat.

As the mouth gratification was being expertly performed, Rick decided that giving anything but his best show was a complete and utter waste of his ability. God may not be real, but if he was, and if he made him, he would have really wanted Rick to rock this damn bird’s world. His fingers searched through the Down feathers that made up Birdperson’s pubic hair and traced the pink hole still slick with his own saliva. His calloused finger slowly breached the muscle.

It was intimate, such an important part of him being allowed to be touched. Soon, the stretch was hardly noticeable, and Birdperson was regularly groaning into his hand. One stuck to his mouth to hide the sounds, and the other pulled on the old man’s hair.

Full finger deep now, his scissoring brought a delicious, whole-hearted moan and the flush of an orgasm. His hole loosened to allow two fingers to penetrate him, and his cock lazily spat out rope after rope of cum. It was a taste he was familiar with, yet somehow it tasted better. It made no sense and was illogical in every sense of the word, that didn’t really matter right now.

As he swallowed the seed, Birdperson was in his own world.

“Aves, mercy.” He panted, nearly silent. “A part of me was waiting on that. For you to pay attention to me in this way finally.”

Rick knew he was a romantic but… god.

“And I have seeded you as well. My bad.”

Hey, when did his crotch get wet? Oh right. Stupid words exciting Rick Jr.

When Rick finally released the softening cock from his mouth, he chuckled.

“Do I need to take any Plan Bird? Get it? Like Plan B. But you’re a bird.”

“I am starting to miss when you were performing oral sex on me. Now take your fingers out of me.”

[ambuschool]

Aku dan Assignments-ku

Ksksksksks nulis kek gini after submit 2 assignment yg deadlinenya cuman beda sehari. Jujur ngerjain assignment gitu aja LAMA BGT sampe 3 minggu. Dan sering banget rasanya mo putussss asaaaa krn gak ngerti. Trs wkt itu @ajinurafifah nanya “Karena susah atau ken adaptasi?!” Menurutku krn adaptasi, sih :”)

Diantara seluruh fresh comer MPH Indonesia tahun ini, cuman gue yg punya anak masih balita. Ada 2 ibu-ibu lain sebenernya cuman : 1 keluarganya gak ikut, 1 lagi anaknya udh kelas 5 SD jd udh lebih kondusif lah. Jadi cm gue yg paling ribet sama urusan jemput bocil, bocil sakit, bocil nggak ada yg jagain, dan sejenisnya.

Jadi semenjak MENGETAHUI dan MENGOBSERVASI perbedaan circumstances ini, kujadi gak muluk2 buat set target di semester ini : yang penting lulus aja. Apalagi kehidupan finansial kami yg belum stable dan bikin kepikiran bgt : hutang. Duhh never been in my life punya utang sebesar itu berrlarut2 :”)

Apa yang menyebabkan punya utang sebegitu besar? Ya karena ternyata hidup gak semulus rencana. Mas mogi gak mudah dapet kerjaan disini yg rate-nya oke. Ditambah Hannah juga kemarin sempet ketolak childcare-nya jadi harus bayar gede bgt diawal huhuhu.

Oke, back to my assignments. Karena selama ini aku belajarnya juga kejar2an sama ngurusin bocil, apalagi the past few weeks Hannah blm daycare di hari kamis-jumat, jadi praktis waktu belajarku hampir hanya senin-rabu dan membuatku banyaak ketinggalan. Baru seminggu ini Hannah masuk childcare full, sehingga br bs mulai mengejar ketertinggalan :”)

Jujur capekk yaa ngejar BANYAK BGT ketertinggalan, jadi pas ngerjain assignment tuh masih hah-hoh banget krn sering kali assignment udh meng-cover topic yg aku blm pelajarin gitu. Yes, krn disini harus belaajr sendiri dulu, akhirnya aku sering juga skip tutorial krn blm belajar :”) tp lecture juga banyak ngang-ngong nya karena blm kelar semua modul kupelajari huhuhuhuhuhu.

Jujur rasanya MAU NYERAAH BANGETTTT pas ngerjain assignment krn ngerasa tolol bgt gak ngerti semua pertanyaannya 😫😫😫😫 dan disini nggak ada orang yg bs kasih aku contekan secara cuma2 kaya pas S1 HAHAHAHAHA jd kaga bisa nyerah woi beneran HARUS BISA SENDIRI dulu.

Jadilah selama 2 assignment kemarin : epidemiology dan biostatistics gue beneran ngejar orang utk belajar. Minta ajarin Mbak Nita, Msc Epid tahun terakhir. Ngejar Raania, MPH tahun terakhir. Jadi gak bs belajar hanya sama teman krn msh sama2 ngeraba. Terus emang harus niat dalam hati mencoba memahami semua. Buka lagi recording tutorial, buka lagi recording lecture, buka lagi turial sheets, buka lagi practical sheets, dipahami pelaaannnn-pelan dan akhirnya “Oohh gini maksud pertanyaannya” 🙂🙂🙂 (orang udh seminggu yg lalu paham, gue baru beberapa jam mendekati deadline assignment baru paham). Dan akhirnya bisa melakukan assignment tersebut, at least konsep menjawabnya walau kadang ttp nanya sm temen “eh ini caranya gini kan?” Sksksksk.

Jujur, perkuliahan tinggal 3 minggu lagi atau 2 minggu lagi? Ini week 10 dari 12 week. ALHAMDULILLAH gak ada exam, tapi masih ada 4 assignments sampe bulan depan. 2 paper dan 2 lecture-topic based assignments gitu.

Jujur yg 1 paper deadline tinggal seminggu lagi harus nulis advocacy note paper 3000 kata. Padahal udh dikasih dari berrminggu2 lalu tapi karena struggle sm 2 lecture-topic based assignment yg deadline hr ini dan kemarin, paper itu blm kepegang samsek bener2 baru pilih topik dan scroll bahan reading-nya. Hopefully, things will gett better. YaaAllah, bantu aku yaaAllah. Tiada pernah aku meminta dan berharap kepada yang lain selain padaMu :”) berikanlah kemudahan dlm memahami pembelajaran, berikanlah kemudahan dalam menuliskan jawaban dan assignment.

Robbi zidni ilmaa warzuqnii fahma. YaAllah izinkanlah hamba manimba sedikittttt dr ilmuMu, dan jadikanlah ini ilmu yg bermanfaat kelak yaaAllah. Ridhoilah kami menjadi penuntut ilmu yg sabar dan kuat dlm proses :”) aamiin yaa rabbal alamiin

[crowsongart]

drawing with nails on the phone is a pain

anyways have this wip of CaelOS duo <3

[tomgill]

Best Nanny Course in Patiala | MNII - Trusted Nanny Training Institute

In today’s fast-paced world, professional nannies are in high demand globally. For those aspiring to build a career in childcare, the Manny Nanny Institute of International (MNII), located in Patiala, Punjab, stands out as the leading institute. MNII offers specialized training, guidance, and support to help individuals gain the skills and certifications needed for a successful career as a nanny. In this article, we’ll explore everything you need to know about the MNII Nanny Course, the institute’s facilities, the nanny course fees in Patiala, and the numerous career opportunities available to certified nannies.

Why Choose MNII for a Nanny Course?

MNII is recognized as one of the most trusted institutes for nanny training in Punjab. Here’s what sets it apart:

Experienced Trainers The institute employs highly qualified and experienced professionals who provide in-depth knowledge of childcare, housekeeping, and safety protocols.

Comprehensive Curriculum The MNII Nanny Course covers all essential aspects, including early childhood education, first aid training, meal preparation, and household management.

International Certifications MNII provides certifications that are globally recognized, increasing job opportunities for students in countries like Canada, the UK, and Australia.

State-of-the-Art Facilities With modern classrooms and practical training setups, students are equipped with hands-on experience to meet real-world challenges.

Placement Assistance MNII has a strong network with agencies and families seeking trained nannies, ensuring job placements for its graduates.

What Does the MNII Nanny Course Cover?

The course is designed to provide holistic training in childcare and household management. Here’s an overview of the curriculum:

Childcare Basics

Understanding child psychology

Age-appropriate activities and play

Managing behavioral challenges

Health and Safety

First aid training

Hygiene and cleanliness practices

Emergency response protocols

Nutrition and Meal Preparation

Planning balanced meals for children

Food safety and storage guidelines

Household Management

Organizing and cleaning routines

Laundry and clothing care

Time management skills

Professional Development

Communication and interpersonal skills

Cultural adaptability for international work

Resume writing and interview preparation

Nanny Course Fees in Patiala

One of the most common questions is about the cost of the nanny course at MNII. The fee structure is affordable and varies based on the course duration and modules.

Basic Course (3 Months): ₹25,000

Advanced Course (6 Months): ₹45,000

Comprehensive International Course (12 Months): ₹80,000

The institute also offers installment payment options and occasional scholarships for deserving students.

Career Opportunities After Completing the Nanny Course

Upon completing the MNII Nanny Course, students have access to a wide range of career opportunities, such as:

Domestic Nanny Jobs Work with families in India or abroad, providing dedicated childcare and household support.

Live-In Nanny Positions Many families prefer live-in nannies for round-the-clock support, especially in international locations.

Daycare Centers Join childcare facilities and preschools to work with groups of children in a structured environment.

Au Pair Programs Travel to countries like the USA, Canada, or Europe as part of cultural exchange programs.

Private Family Placements Abroad High-demand countries like Canada, Australia, and the UK often seek certified nannies with international training.

Benefits of Becoming a Professional Nanny

A career as a nanny comes with several perks:

Global Demand: Trained nannies are sought after in countries worldwide.

Attractive Salaries: Nannies in international placements can earn between ₹1.5 to ₹4 lakh per month.

Cultural Exposure: Working abroad provides opportunities to learn about different cultures.

Flexible Schedules: Many nanny jobs offer flexible working hours.

Why MNII is the Best Nanny Institute in Punjab

MNII’s success stories speak for themselves. The institute has helped thousands of students achieve their dream of working as professional nannies, both in India and abroad.

Student Testimonials: Many graduates praise the institute for its supportive faculty, practical training, and successful job placements.

High Placement Rates: Over 90% of MNII graduates secure jobs within six months of completing their course.

Community Support: MNII fosters a supportive network of alumni and industry professionals, helping students throughout their careers.

FAQs About MNII Nanny Course

1. Who can enroll in the MNII Nanny Course? Anyone who has completed their 10+2 education and has a passion for childcare can enroll. No prior experience is required.

2. Is the nanny course available for males as well? Yes, MNII welcomes both male and female students interested in pursuing a career in childcare.

3. Are the certifications valid internationally? Absolutely! MNII’s certifications are recognized globally, making it easier for graduates to secure jobs abroad.

4. What is the minimum age requirement for the course? Students must be at least 18 years old to enroll.

5. Does MNII provide job placement support? Yes, the institute has a dedicated placement cell to help students find suitable job opportunities after completing their course.

6. Can I pay the course fees in installments? Yes, MNII offers flexible payment options, including installment plans.

7. Are there any additional costs apart from the course fees? Additional costs may include uniforms, study materials, and examination fees. However, these are nominal and communicated upfront.

8. What is the average salary for nannies trained at MNII? Domestic placements in India typically offer ₹15,000 to ₹30,000 per month, while international placements can range from ₹1.5 to ₹4 lakh per month.

Conclusion

The Manny Nanny Institute of International (MNII) in Patiala, Punjab, is your gateway to a rewarding career as a professional nanny. With world-class training, affordable fees, and extensive placement support, MNII empowers students to achieve their dreams and excel in the childcare industry. Whether you aim to work locally or internationally, MNII provides the skills and certifications needed to succeed.

Take the first step towards a bright future by enrolling in MNII’s nanny course today!

[rebecca-lotto]

okay headcanon time ; glamrock foxy was in fact quite the jack of all trades ,

he was most likely the daycare attendant before sun / moon / eclipse took over.

he can play the roles of both the scoundrel pirate & heroic Sherriff quite well .

this fox is such a dang theater kid (affectionate) , his performance modules evolved into something that makes him capable of doing pretty much any job a human can do ; from security guard to cashier.

this adaptability of his led to some of the younger patrons making a game out of finding foxy.

and if the birthday kid pleads with him enough , he'll tell the whole party stories about he weird things he's seen during his night shifts.

oh yeah , he's definitely a father figure to Roxanne.

[thenewageschoolpune]

Nursery School in Jambe

Best Pre-Primary School in Jambe: A Smart Start for Your Child

Jambe is emerging as a preferred location for early childhood education, especially for parents looking to give their children a secure, nurturing, and development-focused start. With calm surroundings, good connectivity, and close proximity to residential areas and defense communities, it offers the right environment for young learners to grow and explore.

Pre-primary schools in this region emphasize holistic development—focusing on academics along with emotional, physical, and social growth. Many follow a blended curriculum based on Montessori methods, play-way techniques, and integrated learning models that inspire independence, creativity, and curiosity in children aged 2 to 6.

Key Features to Look For:

Low teacher-student ratio (around 1:10) for better personal attention

Trained and empathetic educators with a background in early childhood development

Safe and clean campuses with CCTV, verified staff, and age-appropriate infrastructure

Co-curricular activities like music, yoga, storytelling, and outdoor play for well-rounded growth

Top Pre-Primary Schools near Jambe:

TNASP (The New Age School Pune): A modern, innovative school offering small class sizes, digital tools, and personalized attention

EuroKids (nearby): Structured learning through its EUNOIA curriculum with a focus on language and social development

Kidzee (nearby): Interactive, play-based modules promoting foundational skills

ABC Funhouse: Offers flexible timings and daycare options for working parents

Army Public School (Balvatika Wing): A CBSE-aligned institution ideal for defense families

St. Joseph’s & Kendriya Vidyalaya: Affordable, values-driven early education

Easily accessible from Arpee Concrete Pvt. Ltd, Punawale, Pune, Maharashtra, Jambe stands out as a smart and strategic location for pre-primary education—offering a joyful, safe, and engaging environment where your child’s journey begins with confidence.

[opgworldsschool01]

Why Choosing the Right Play School Matters – Compare Top Primary School in Dwarka Delhi

The early years of a child’s life are the most formative. Research shows that 85% of brain development happens before the age of six. This is why choosing the right primary school is not just a parental duty—it’s an investment in your child’s future.

A good play school provides more than just day-care or time-filling activities. It offers:

A nurturing environment that encourages curiosity

Age-appropriate learning and skill development

Social interaction and emotional intelligence

Physical growth through structured play

Foundation for language, numbers, and creative expression

If you are a parent in Dwarka, Delhi, you’re probably overwhelmed with choices. To make your decision easier, here’s a detailed comparison of some of the most popular preschools in the area.

Summary:

Choosing the right primary school in Dwarka Delhi is crucial for your child’s early development. This article offers a detailed comparison of top play and pre-primary schools in the region, focusing on key factors like curriculum style, facilities, and overall learning environment. Schools such as OPG World School stand out for their innovative curriculum and advanced infrastructure, while others like Little Hands Preschool and Udayan Kidz emphasize traditional methods. The comparison helps parents identify the best fit based on their child’s needs, ensuring a strong start to their educational journey in a nurturing and safe environment.

1. OPG World School

 Location: Sector 19B, Dwarka Programs: Playgroup, Nursery, KG, Daycare

Why It Stands Out:OPG World School, a renowned primary school in Dwarka Delhi, stands as a leader in early childhood and foundational education. It blends international methodologies with Indian values, ensuring every child grows holistically—emotionally, socially, and academically.

Key Features:

Curriculum based on experiential learning

Bright, well-ventilated, child-safe classrooms

Experienced faculty trained in early childhood education

Montessori-inspired tools and activity corners

Digital aids and smart classrooms

Regular parent engagement programs

Focus on independence, creativity, and emotional well-being

Why Parents Love It:Parents trust OPG world School not just for its academic edge but also for its loving environment. It acts as a bridge between home and formal schooling, preparing children for primary school success.

Best For:Parents looking for a safe, structured, and joyful learning experience rooted in values and excellence.

2. Little Hands Preschool & Daycare

Location: Sector 13, Dwarka Programs: Playgroup, Nursery, Daycare

Overview:Little Hands is a warm and home-like preschool known for its nurturing environment. It has a limited student-teacher ratio, ensuring personal attention.

Pros:

Trained caregivers and friendly staff

Clean and safe play areas

Emphasis on moral values and good habits

Cons:

Less focus on digital learning or advanced teaching tools

Limited extracurricular exposure

Best For:Parents looking for a cozy and family-style preschool setting.

3. Footprints Play School & Daycare

Location: Multiple sectors in Dwarka Programs: Playgroup, Pre-Nursery, Nursery, Daycare

Overview:Footprints is a nationally franchised chain known for CCTV access for parents and STEM-based learning modules.

Pros:

Real-time CCTV monitoring for transparency

Well-trained staff with child psychology background

Focus on early numeracy and literacy skills

Cons:

May feel slightly corporate or commercial to some parents

Less flexibility in curriculum as per local preferences

Best For:Tech-savvy parents who want transparency and structured curriculum delivery.

4. Brats and Cuties

Location: Sector 12, Dwarka Programs: Toddlers, Nursery, KG, Daycare

Overview:Brats and Cuties is known for its vibrant environment, activity-based learning, and colorful interiors that appeal to young children.

Pros:

Emphasis on creative development

Good mix of academics and fun activities

Regular stage exposure and cultural events

Cons:

Smaller campus size compared to others

Focus may lean more toward entertainment than academics

Best For:Parents wanting an artsy, lively, and socially active preschool.

5. Kidzee

Location: Multiple branches across Dwarka Programs: Playgroup, Nursery, KG

Overview:A well-known national brand, Kidzee follows the proprietary “ILLUME” methodology that supports multiple intelligences.

Pros:

Recognized curriculum and trained teachers

Well-established across India

Regular assessments and progress reports

Cons:

Standardized approach may lack local customization

Often high student-teacher ratios in busy branches

Best For:Parents who prefer a known brand and structured academic path.

6. Bachpan Play School

Location: Sector 7 and Sector 19, Dwarka Programs: Playgroup, Nursery, LKG, UKG

Overview:Another national brand with a play-way method, Bachpan emphasizes digital learning through smart classes and e-learning kits.

Pros:

Digital boards and e-learning tools

Robotic kits and innovative toys

Focus on Hindi and English language development

Cons:

Limited outdoor play area in some branches

Standardized activities may lack personal touch

Best For:Parents who want their kids exposed to technology from the early years.

7. The Gurukul Play School

Location: Sector 7, Dwarka Programs: Playgroup to Kindergarten

Overview:As the name suggests, The Gurukul blends Indian traditions with modern education. Children learn in an environment that promotes discipline and moral values.

Pros:

Values-driven environment

Regular yoga and meditation sessions

Balanced curriculum

Cons:

Smaller infrastructure

Not much international exposure

Best For:Parents seeking Indian ethos and cultural grounding in early education.

8. Udayan Kidz

Location: Sector 23, Dwarka Programs: Playgroup to UKG

Overview:Udayan Kidz is a lesser-known gem focusing on affordable quality preschooling with a community-driven approach.

Pros:

Budget-friendly

Strong connection with local families

Dedicated staff

Cons:

Limited brand awareness

Basic infrastructure

Best For:Parents looking for a budget-friendly, value-oriented preschool in their neighborhood.

9. Little Hands Preschool (Alternate Branch)

Location: Sector 19, Dwarka Programs: Playgroup, Nursery

Overview:This alternate branch of Little Hands operates similarly to its main branch and is best known for its safe environment and personalized care.

Pros:

Caring environment for toddlers

Safe indoor play area

Friendly staff

Cons:

Not many enrichment programs

Basic setup compared to premium preschools

Best For:Toddlers beginning their preschool journey in a calm, caring setting.

Summary Table: Top Play Schools in Dwarka

Conclusion:

When it comes to holistic development, safety, modern facilities, and curriculum strength, OPG world School comes out on top among all the play schools in Dwarka. It is not just a stepping stone to formal schooling—it’s a launchpad for lifelong learning.

If you're a parent searching for the best pre primary school in Dwarka or planning admission for KG in Dwarka, start your journey with confidence at OPG world School.

FAQs

1. What is the right age to enroll my child in a play school in Dwarka?

Most play schools in Dwarka accept children between the ages of 1.8 to 2.5 years for playgroup or pre-nursery programs. However, the ideal age can vary slightly depending on the school’s curriculum and philosophy. It’s always best to visit the school and speak with the staff to understand their readiness approach.

2. How do I choose the best pre primary school in Dwarka for my child?

When selecting a pre primary school, consider factors like teacher-student ratio, safety measures, curriculum style (Montessori, play-way, experiential, etc.), cleanliness, and parent reviews. Schools like OPG World School are appreciated for their balanced blend of structured learning and child-led exploration, making them a reliable option for early education.

3. Are play schools in Dwarka safe for toddlers and nursery-age children?

Yes, most reputed play schools in Dwarka prioritize child safety. They typically offer secure premises, verified staff, CCTV monitoring, and age-appropriate infrastructure. Parents should always ask about safety policies, staff training, and emergency protocols during school visits.

4. What is the admission process for KG in Dwarka schools?

The admission process for KG usually begins with online or in-person registration, followed by a child-parent interaction or assessment (if applicable). Documentation such as birth certificate, vaccination record, and address proof is typically required. Schools like OPG World School offer a smooth and parent-friendly admission experience, supported by open communication and transparency.

5. What curriculum do most primary schools in Dwarka Delhi follow?

Most primary schools in Dwarka Delhi follow the CBSE curriculum, though many integrate it with modern teaching approaches like experiential learning, skill-building, and thematic modules. This ensures children receive academic rigor along with essential life skills from the beginning of their formal education journey.

[shreyatyagi]

Bricks, Books, and Business: What Makes a Play School Franchise Sustainable?

The preschool sector in India has evolved rapidly over the past two decades. What was once a loosely structured, home-based daycare model has now transformed into a full-fledged business opportunity with branded curriculums, modern infrastructure, and organized franchise networks. But as the number of play school franchises continues to grow, so does the need to ask an essential question: What truly makes a play school franchise sustainable in the long run?

Sustainability in this context goes beyond environmental practices—it means financial viability, operational efficiency, educational impact, and long-term brand trust. Whether you’re a potential investor or an education-minded entrepreneur, understanding these pillars is crucial to choosing the top preschool franchise for your venture.

This blog explores the key factors that contribute to sustainability in preschool franchising and how cities like Delhi and Chennai are leading the way with some of India’s best preschool franchises.

The Evolution of Play School Franchising in India

India’s preschool market is driven by increased urbanization, a growing population of working parents, and a heightened awareness of early childhood education’s importance. According to industry reports, the Indian preschool market is expected to grow at a CAGR of over 10% in the next few years.

Franchising has emerged as the most effective model for scaling play schools while maintaining quality. It allows established brands to expand while offering aspiring entrepreneurs a ready-made roadmap to success. However, not all franchises stand the test of time. Only those that build a model on robust educational frameworks, efficient business practices, and community trust achieve true sustainability.

1. Strong Foundational Infrastructure: The “Bricks”

The physical setup of a preschool plays a pivotal role in both learning outcomes and parental confidence. Sustainable franchises ensure their infrastructure supports growth and flexibility.

Key Elements of Sustainable Infrastructure:

Child-Friendly Design: Safe, age-appropriate furniture, bright classrooms, and hygienic washrooms.

Multi-Use Spaces: Activity zones, indoor and outdoor play areas, and reading corners.

Scalability: Franchises that plan for future expansion (additional classrooms, activity programs) are more likely to sustain demand.

For instance, the best preschool franchise in Delhi often transforms even compact urban plots into functional and engaging learning spaces by using vertical design, modular furniture, and smart space planning. This adaptability ensures that preschools can thrive even in dense urban settings.

2. Curriculum that Evolves with Time: The “Books”

A static curriculum quickly becomes obsolete in today’s fast-changing world. A top preschool franchise must continuously update its teaching methods, content, and materials to reflect current educational best practices.

Hallmarks of a Sustainable Curriculum:

Skill-Based Learning: Focus on cognitive, emotional, and social development rather than rote memorization.

Thematic and Experiential Modules: Learning through play, projects, and storytelling.

Inclusivity: Adaptation for diverse learners with varied needs.

Integration with NEP 2020 Goals: Many franchises now align with India’s National Education Policy to stay relevant and future-ready.

In Chennai, known for its academic rigor and cultural richness, the best preschool franchise in Chennai blends traditional values with global best practices. This includes using bilingual instruction (English and Tamil), fostering social-emotional learning, and involving parents in the educational journey.

3. Business Model That Balances Growth and Values: The “Business”

A play school is not only an educational venture but also a business. To be sustainable, it must be financially viable while staying true to its educational mission.

Core Features of a Sustainable Franchise Business Model:

Affordable Investment: Reasonable entry cost with clear ROI timelines (typically 12–18 months).

Transparent Royalty Structures: Zero or low royalty models with clear support terms.

Efficient Operations: Streamlined HR, admissions, training, and inventory systems.

Franchisee Support: Training, marketing, operational audits, and community building.

The best preschool franchise in Delhi offers detailed feasibility studies, site selection support, training for new owners, and central marketing assistance. This allows franchisees to focus on delivering quality education while the backend is managed by experts.

4. Brand Equity and Parental Trust

Reputation is everything in the preschool business. Sustainable franchises invest in building a strong brand that resonates with parents across cities. This includes quality assurance, parent engagement, and transparent communication.

How Trust Is Built and Maintained:

Consistent Quality: Same curriculum, staff training, and safety standards across locations.

Parent-Teacher Partnerships: Regular updates, open house sessions, and involvement in school activities.

Positive Word of Mouth: Testimonials, reviews, and local reputation.

In both Delhi and Chennai, the top franchises earn trust by delivering on promises—providing safe environments, nurturing children’s creativity, and ensuring school readiness. Parents who feel informed and involved are more likely to remain loyal and refer others.

5. Training and Retention of Quality Educators

A play school is only as good as its teachers. High staff turnover can lead to inconsistent quality and operational challenges. Sustainable franchises invest in building and retaining a team of motivated and trained educators.

Strategies for Sustainability Through Staff Development:

Regular Training Workshops: Not just on curriculum, but also on soft skills, classroom management, and inclusivity.

Career Growth Paths: Opportunities for educators to move into administrative or training roles.

Recognition and Motivation Programs: Celebrating teachers’ efforts builds morale and retention.

The top preschool franchises maintain internal academies or partner with training institutes to ensure that teachers meet high standards consistently.

6. Regional Adaptability and Community Relevance

What works in Delhi might not work in Chennai—and the best franchises know this. Sustainability also depends on how well a franchise can adapt its model to the unique cultural, linguistic, and socioeconomic landscape of a region.

Regional Customization Includes:

Local language integration

Cultural festival celebrations

Food and nutrition aligned with local preferences

Parent workshops tailored to local parenting challenges

The best preschool franchise in Chennai, for example, emphasizes value-based education and includes traditional arts and storytelling. This creates a strong community connection that supports long-term growth.

7. Embracing Technology and Future Readiness

Technology is no longer optional—it’s essential. From admissions and parent communication to classroom tools and safety systems, tech integration ensures scalability and convenience.

Tech Tools Used by Sustainable Franchises:

Parent Apps: Daily updates, fee reminders, feedback forms.

Digital Attendance & Security: Biometric or QR code-based entry and exit.

Smart Learning Platforms: Age-appropriate digital content, virtual classes.

CRM and LMS Systems: Manage inquiries, student records, and training modules.

Top franchises in cities like Delhi are leveraging these tools to build tech-savvy ecosystems that make operations smoother and learning more engaging.

Conclusion: Sustainability Is the Sum of Small, Smart Choices

In the world of preschool franchising, flashy infrastructure or aggressive marketing alone cannot ensure sustainability. True, long-term success is built on a foundation of thoughtful decisions—about people, pedagogy, processes, and partnerships.

The best preschool franchise in Delhi and the best preschool franchise in Chennai are succeeding because they go beyond surface-level offerings. They understand that a sustainable play school is one that adapts, innovates, and places the child at the center of everything.

Whether you're an aspiring franchise owner or a parent researching the right school for your child, look for those core elements—bricks that shelter, books that inspire, and a business model that empowers. These are what make a top preschool franchise stand the test of time.

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Th’ell ya’ doing here, lady? (Monty x reader)

Teaser:

Filled with both curiosity but mostly the nagging of his security module, he sauntered over to the recharge station. He didn’t take the time to check through the small window, he’s a busy gator. Ripping the door open he stared blankly at the inside of the cell for a moment before slowly lowering his gaze.

As soon as his optics scanned the person as an intruder, he felt his security protocols kick in on full gear. He clenched the handle of the small compartment, leaning in with narrowed eyes. Tipping his snout down to make eye-contact with the shorter animatronic, the gator let out a low growl.

“It’s past closing hours, lady, what th’ell ‘ya doing here?”

Chapter 1. New Meetings

Summary

Welcome to Fazbear Entertainment

You’re online!

Awesome!

Time to meet your new co-worker, the Daycare Attendant!

Spoiler: you meet more than just the DCA.

Warnings: None

Headcanons used:

• Sun & Moon were originally acrobats at the theater.

• They had to learn how to manage the daycare because his programming wasn't updated when they changed his position.

• Monty is glad to be a rockstar but is jealous of Freddy being fan favorite.

#include <cstdlib>

int system(const char DCAH1005_bootup);

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>‘System error : s̸̯͆ö̵̬u̵̓ͅn̸͕͠d̸͎͠ ̶̗̓ṃ̵͑o̶͕͘d̶̫́u̷̪̔l̸̗͘é̵͎ ̷͔̔ not defined.’

system(run diagnostic);

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>‘process terminated.’

input(str(“Resume boot up?”  yes/no))

if yes: 

    resume int system(const char DCAH1005_bootup);

elif no:

    terminate (const char DCAH1005_boot-up );

>yes

>’resuming system bootup’

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You opened your optics before quickly shutting them. Bright, it was too bright. After a moment of collecting yourself while your CPU hummed, activating your motor functions, you opened your optics again, visual feed obstructed by a message.

‘Welcome DCAH1005 !!’

You discarded the message before looking up at the source of light, a big lamp shining down on you. Suddenly aware of another presence due to quiet voices in the room, you turned your head to look at the source.

“Looks like the booting up process was successful.” Said a man, turning his head to look at a taller woman.

“Indeed it was, take it to the Daycare.” She replied evenly.

The man sputtered, “B-But, this is it’s first time online! We need to monitor it first!” 

“Is it operational?” The woman asked in a clipped tone, clearly displeased at his lack of compliance.

“Well, yes, but—“

“Then have it sent to the Daycare.” She cut him off, turning on her heel and walking out the P&S door.

The man deflated before glancing at you. Sighing, he addressed you. “Follow me.”

You opened your mouth to reply.

…

You closed it, brining a servo to your chestplate, running a system diagnostic.

>Voicebox: command input error.

Looks like your voicebox is in need of a repair, too bad this man doesn’t seem interested in helping you at all.

“I said follow me!” The man repeated in an impatient bark.

You quickly scrambled off the metal table and rushed out of the cylinder. It’s your first day on the job, you can’t be late.

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Arriving at the Daycare after a brisk walk, you stared at the double doors with wide optics, intimidated by their size. The man pushed past the doors, glancing at you over his shoulder with a tired expression. You followed suit. 

Your optics were immediately assaulted by an array of vibrant colors. Eyes closing shut, you stumbled back a bit in surprise. It looked like a unicorn exploded inside a box of crayons.

“This is where you’ll be working from now on, get yourself acquainted with the Daycare Attendant.” The man said as he checked his fazwatch.

“Well, it’s time for me to clock out, your shift begins in two hours.” He then turned on his heel and marched out the door, letting the wooden portal slam close behind him.

You stood there for a moment, blinking as you tried to adjust your visual feed to be less saturated.

“Hello! You must be our new helper! Oh, how exciting! I can’t wait to show you around, you’ll love it here!” Said a high pitched voice, a jingle accompanying their ever syllable.

A sudden pressure was felt on your shoulder and you tensed, optics opening fully in surprise. You were met with the sight of another animatronic, faceplate way to close to yours as it towered over you. You felt yourself shrink under it’s attentive gaze and perma-grin.

“Come on newbie! We only have two hours and I have to give you a tour of the best area in the entire Pizza-Plex!” It said, voice layered with unbridled excitement.

Before you could make any semblance of a reply, the lanky animatronic wrapped its hand around your own and practically dragged you off towards one of the play structures. You stumbled for a moment before matching its quick pace. This was all happening a bit too fast for you, you had just gone online less than thirty minutes ago!

The sun-themed animatronic stopped at one of the slides, turning its faceplate to look down at you. “This is one of the play structures! They’re very fun to use for hide and seek, but the kids aren’t allowed to climb up its walls. No, no! Accidents can happen, friend!” The daycare attendant said in a matter-of-fact tone.

You blinked at it before glancing at the large structure, scanning it with your optics before looking back at the animatronic. Why was he telling you this exactly? This was already built into your programming. Perhaps this was a nicety by its part, a way to make things feel less rushed.

You nodded.

The sun-themed bot deflated a bit at your lack of verbal reply. “Are you alright, friend? You haven’t said a word since you got here?” It asked, hunching over more to be closer to your eye level, worry lacing it’s tone.

Right, you are supposed to have a functioning voice box. You thought for a moment before bringing your hands up in front of you, pulling out of the animatronics grasp and signing.

‘I’m sorry, my voice box doesn’t seem to be working properly.’

The daycare attendant gasped dramatically, bringing its hands to its smile. “Oh, friend! I’m so sorry to hear that, and it’s your first day too, how terrible!” It wailed, more disturbed about your condition than yourself.

This was going to be a long day.

After you reassured the attendant that you were okay, it continued to show you around the daycare, still recounting the rules, which you found unnecessary but otherwise didn’t comment.

It was ten minute before the Pizza-Plex opened  when it finished showing you around.

“And now we wait for the kids to be dropped off, there’s usually very few today, but we can never be sure.” It said, hands on its hips as he beamed at you. Suddenly, it jerked forwards, brining its hands to either side of its faceplate.

“Oh, dear me! Where are my manners! I forgot to introduce myself!” It gasped dramatically before raising its hands in the air.

“I’m Sun! But you can call me Sunny, Mr. Sun, friend, or anything you like!” He said with flourish, bending down to give a bow.

He asked, straightening himself up as it looked down at you expectantly.

You gave him your name, not with nearly as much of a performance as it gave you though. Before the excitable animating could reply, the sound of plastic balls being moved around inside the ball-pit alerte style both of you.

The animatronic snapped his head towards the sound before turning back to you, static grin seemingly brighter. “Looks like we’ve got our first one!”

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Annoying. That’s the perfect word to describe the Daycare theme, annoying. It was cheery and loud, bouncing off the walls in a never ending loop that anyone would tune out after hearing it for more than 10 minutes. It was too upbeat and repetitive, annoying.

A quiet jingling could be heard inside the large room, two animatronics hard at work. It has been a week since you were brought online, a week silence you’ve stared working at the Daycare alongside Sun and Moon without any previous testing. You didn’t really need any training, being that you were programmed with the knowledge of how to complete your tasks as the Daycare Attendant’s Helper, unlike the previous acrobatic bots. You placed the last pillow up in the stack of neatly organized cushions, stepping back and giving the small tower a satisfied smile. Looking around for any other mess that needed to be cleaned up, you couldn’t spot anything out of place.

Huh, you finished quicker than usual.

Slowly, your eyes wandered to the glass windows that separated the Daycare from the rest of the Pizza-Plex. Perhaps you could explore the grounds, you’ve never left before, it would be an adventure of sorts. You checked your internal clock: 12:30 AM. Moon was already out on patrol by this time.

A little roaming surely wouldn't hurt right..? I mean, you do work here. We’re you just restricted to this the daycare like Sun? Guess it’s time to find out.

With a newfound determination, you marched up to the big double doors. Pushing open the heavy wooden portal, you stood there for a moment. This was it, the moment of truth. Kicking your foot out, you shut your eyes and took a step forward. Freezing up for a moment, you opened your optics slowly and peered around. 

Huh, guess you have higher clearance than Sun. You flapped your hands with excitement, excitedly making your way down the hall as you took in your surroundings.

You somehow wound up outside the Glamrocks’s rooms when you realized… you were lost. The place was larger then you could’ve ever thought, and you haven’t even roamed the whole Plex yet!

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Montgomery Gator wasn’t the nicest animatronic around. It’s not an opinion, it’s an objective fact. He’s prone to outbursts, never in front of the children though, he wouldn’t endanger them like that. No, he only lets his anger and envy rear its ugly head when he’s alone, destroying everything around him in a blind range that seems to linger in the scrambled depths of his processor. Being overshadowed by Freddy didn’t help the temperamental animatronic’s already tainted reputation, if anything, it only made it worse. 

“Freddy is such a nice guy!”

“He’s so friendly, the kids love him!”

“Yeah! He’s fan favorite for sure!”

People stopped caring about what they said around him a long time ago…

“But I didn’t want Monty at my party, I wanted Freddy!”

“The gator’s dangerous.”

“I heard he hurt someone—”

The animatronic suddenly became aware of gentle pressure on his shoulder.

“Monty, are you alright?”

The gator snapped his head towards the bear, clenching his jaw tightly before giving a curt nod, shrugging his paw off. Today wasn’t a good day.

“‘M fine.” He replied, stalking off to his room, leaving behind a concerned band mate that he couldn’t even bring himself to be mad at. He was Freddy after all, just so gosh darn nice.

A notification pinged his processor, popping up in his optical feed. It’s 12:00 AM. The gator sighed and dropped his shoulders, hearing the pistons in his joints let out a soft hiss at the release of pressure. Turning on his heel, he marched down to the end of the hallway that connected the band’s rooms together, rounding the corner.

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You continued to be captivated by your colorful surroundings as you walked down towards the main entrance area. Scanning the area, something caught your eye. A charming station, how peculiar. You and the Daycare Attendant weren’t given the lavish gift of a recharge station, instead just having a cable that could be connected to both of your charging ports. 

Letting your curiosity get the best of you, you saunter your way over to the large metal device. Peeking in while standing in your tippy toes, you peered down at the circular hoop that rested on the floor of the station. It must be a magnetic charger.

You were suddenly alerted by the sounds of footsteps being registered in your audials. You were suddenly seized with panic, every wire in your frame telling you to hide. Why? You had no idea, perhaps you weren’t meant to leave the Daycare after all.

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Montgomery felt his security mode boot up in his system, making him take a jerkish step forwards before resuming his regular gait. His optics began to shine a darker red, similar to Moon’s in order to both scare off intruders and not immediately alert them of his presence. Though, the thought of him, an 8 foot tall animatronic that could bench press a car, going unnoticed is a ridiculous idea in itself.

The gator grumbled as he continued his way to the main entrance area. Pausing, he did a quick scan with his optics, surveying the area from where he stood to see if he needed to ping any of the S.T.A.F.F. bots for a lost item. 

His eyes landed on the charging station. To anyone else, it would seem normal as can be, unnoticeable to the untrained eye. However, the gator knows darn well that a charging station is never left partially closed. It’s common courtesy amongst the animatronics in the building to have some manners after all. You either leave it open for the next bot, or close it while in use.

Filled with both curiosity but mostly the nagging of his security module, he sauntered over to the recharge station. He didn’t take the time to check through the small window, he’s a busy gator. Ripping the door open he stared blankly at the inside of the cell for a moment before slowly lowering his gaze. 

As soon as his optics scanned the person as an intruder, he felt his security protocols kick in on full gear. He clenched the handle of the small compartment, leaning in with narrowed eyes. Tipping his snout down to make eye-contact with the shorter animatronic, the gator let out a low growl.

“It’s past closing hours, what th’ell ‘ya doing here, lady?” 

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I hope I characterized both characters correctly!

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2nd Chapter