Anonymous User asked: 🌫️walks in, mist flowing gently from my fur hi Key! happy apothesis day… but, umm, you sorta popped Squeaky when you tried to fly off with him earlier… and since you’ve ascended to godhood, i was wondering if you could fix him…
🛟 incredably floppily i feel like SHIT! IT FUCKING BURNS! WHY? WHAT DID I DO TO YOU?!? I MEAN IF GEM WERE TO MESS ME UP LIKE THIS ID UNDERSTAND, BUT I WAS JUST CHILLING AND YOU SWOOPED DOWN AND-
🌫️anyway, i’m willing to offer you a wad of my fur if you fix him! it’s really magicky, so you could do some cool stuff with it!… wait, i have an idea pulls out some more fur from tail and attaches it to a stick. fog condenses around it, and when it dissipates, a kitsune fur paintbrush has been made
kitsune fur conducts magic really well, so you could think of this as basically training wheels for Rebecca’s magic…
🗝️ Her abyssal eyes bore into you.
I do not recall committing the act you have accused me of. You should be careful with such claims. Perhaps my popping your friend was an occurrence hidden to me and my memory, however. Either way, fixing him is trivial, so I may as well.
Squeaky is repaired and his body is filled with air that no creature has ever breathed before.
As for the gift… I will deliver it to the painter. Though she may not actually need it… Her output of magic is quite exceptional. Perhaps this brush helps with control, too? That’s what she really lacks. Anyways, thank you. May your findings be many, and may your warp zones take you far.
She leaves, her wings carrying her down the halls impossibly quickly.