https://www.tumblr.com/eldritch-spouse/711450406570573824/imaging-a-baby-mushroom-rolling-around-so-cute
Imagine morell’s and his s/o’s kid just losing their little mind after realizing their mamma isn’t a mushroom like them
Kid: mamma what’s wrong with your cap
S/o: I don’t have a cap baby
Kid: but all mushrooms have a cap
Morell: your mamma’s not a mushroom kid
Kid: 😟…what
Maybe getting a haircut before having this conversation wasn't such a good idea, if your kid's recent distressed wailing was anything to go by.
Your poor little troublemaker, blessed with daddy's fat cap yet distinctly humanoid facial features, looks between you and Morell like the most disturbing news have just been revealed. They wipe their own tears now that they know mommy's not dying.
The shroom-hybrid reaches up on the couch, standing on short chubby little legs to gently, very cautiously, grab a piece of your freshly styled hair, stroking it in the same way you'd pet a frightened animal.
The gears in that tiny mushy brain start kicking and they take a few horrified steps back, quickly walking towards daddy.
They look at you anxiously, then huddle closer to Morell, who has crouched to reach them more easily. They then strain to reach their father's face and start whisper-screaming in a way only a child would believe is effectively sneaky.
" ... Why's mama not a mushroom? "
Morell starts holding in laughter.
" 'Cause daddy fell in love with a human, baby. "
You pay attention to the conversation. Specifically the way Morell refers to you as a human in this occasion, not a piggy or a piglet. Different meanings entirely, already creating the distinction in your child's mind that some humans are food, and others are to be loved, like mommy.
" Buh... But- "
" Mama's head has this thing called hair, baby, an' it's all pretty an' soft, right? " He pets the kid's cap comfortingly.
" Uhuh. " They nod.
" Well, it ain't like what we got. Ya can cut it jus' fine, it don' even hurt. "
The hybrid looks at you again, squints, puzzling it out. Finally, they reach a conclusion.
" So mommy's super strong!! "
Not the brightest conclusion, but who are you to kill the stars in their eyes?
" N-No sweetie, mama- " Morell tries, but it's in vain, the kid is already hyped up about the news and is racing to the middle of the living room.
" Mommy's SO STRONG! " They prepare to roll up. " Her cap- She doesn't NEED a cap! "
You and Morell watch, dumbfounded, as they go off rolling around the house, each bump followed by giggling.
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