(Don't forget to tell some basic info about your oc!!) About Simon: Full name: Simon (Flint) Cattail Age: 18 Hight: about 6 inches Likes: Oreos, doing things on his own, having a sense of freedom, being sarcastic/sassy/rude Dislikes: Being around others, the fact he’s so smol, people thinking he’s “cute”, feeling helpless OK ONTO THE WWYD (the fun part :D) Your oc is alone at home (or apartment, if they live with someone they are not home), they get up from doing whatever it is they were doing to go to get a snack. Before they enter the kitchen they hear a bit of what sounds like scurrying, and walk in thinking they’ll find mice or rats. They don’t see anything out in the open but they DO see something dash behind the toaster, and an open container of Oreos. Your oc goes over and moves the toaster, revealing a VERY small, frightened person. WWYD?

Gonna be working on my part for burn him down and doing this so I don't burn myself out because yea :p

Simon: *Flinches and scoots back a bit*

Simon: *Inhales and takes a shaky breath, crossing his arms, and glares at Forest*

Simon: *Eyes widen as he uncrosses his arms and backs up* "I-I- I'm not f-food!"

Simon: *Drops Oreo he was holding and backs away*

Simon: *Simply starts bolting away towards an outlet*

Simon: *Stops dead in his tracks and looks up at Pepper* "It, It's not... Stealing..."

Simon: *Opens his mouth to says something, but stops, having nothing to say*

Simon: *glances at the outlet than back at Pepper, before continuing his mad dash to it*

Simon: *Lets out a yelp as he's grabbed, and starts struggling quite a lot*

Simon: *Stops struggling and glares at Pepper* "I-I already said th-that it's not stealing..."

Simon: *Stays quite for a moment* "I- Well... No one I know calls it stealing..."

Simon: *Stumbles back a bit, eyeing Pepper suspiciously*

Simon: "You're... Going to let me go?" *He is very obviously confused*

Simon: *Edges away a bit* "Honestly, yea..."

Simon: *Edges away some more, worried about what Pepper might do if he'd somehow made him upset*

Simon: *Takes a step back* "Tell me why the hell I should trust your word?"

Simon: *Stiffens a bit, before shaking his head* "Ok, the tell me how I know you're not simply planning something?" *Glares at Pepper*

Simon: *Starts struggling in her hand(s)*

Simon: *Freezes, holding his breath and looks up at Swift*

Simon: "h-huh?" *He stumbles back a bit when he's place back on the counter top. Confusion riddles his face as he looks up at Swift*

Simon: *Stiffens a bit* "I, well. Ummm..."

Simon: *Lets out a shaky breath and looks at Swift again* "I had been, looking for food..."

((mk)) Simon: *Inhales sharply, and is visibly shaking, then starts backing up a bit*

((Yay :D)) Simon: *Backs away some more, glancing around a bit, trying to spot his exit*

Simon: *Yelps* "H-HAY!"

((Question: Is he dangling by his leg or still on the counter but can't move because Swift be holding his leg? Sorry it just isn't specified XD))

((ok uwu)) Simon: "Sorry, but maybe if you weren't DANGLING ME BY MY LEG! I wouldn't be yelling!"

Simon: *His eyes widen* "Ahhh... W-What are you do-doing?"

((I keep going poof because my mom keeps calling me to do stuff/I'm working on animation on another tab)) Simon: *Starts hyperventilating but doesn't say anything*

Simon: *Shakes his head, trying not to pass out from the blood rushing to his head*

Simon: *Huffs a bit annoyed* "I-I could tell... Now would you mind, putting me down?"

Simon: *Sits down, holding his head with his left hand.* "Why... did you grab me?" *Tries very hard not to yell as he glares at Swift*

Simon: *Looks down at the ground, and crosses his arms*

Simon: *Glares at the food* "I don't want it."

Simon: "I already said I don't want it and I refuse to take it." *Turns away from Swift*

((Ohhh nooo :0)) Simon: *Scrambles onto his feet and takes a few hasty steps back* "W-Well then, p-perhaps I should leave..."

Simon: *Starts struggling, eyes wide in panic* "You- You're j-joking, r-right?! Y-You wouldn't... I-I'm not..." *He gulps* "I'm n-not f-f-food!"

Simon: *starts struggling even more* "C-Come on, be re-reasonable! We-We're in a k-kitchen a-after all! S-surely th-there are at l-least ten other th-things to e-eat!"

Simon: "I-I am not a 'what'! A-And besides, w-wouldn't it be... Morally w-wrong to eat another being th-that you can hold a conversation with?!"

((Oh no D: he still be alive, just in her mouth right?))

((Ok I can roll with this)) Simon: *Starts desperately squirming around inside her mouth, and starts desperately shouting* "L-LET ME OUT! I'LL DO N-NEARLY AN-ANYTHING!!"

((Oh nooos D: my poor boi)) Simon: *Grabs onto one of Swift's teeth before he's completely swallowed, and starts crying* "N-NO! PLEASE! I-I DON'T W-WANT T-TO DIE!!!"

((LOL I got no idea how he'd do that XD))

((Mmmm ok)) Simon: *Starts kicking and punching Swift's stomach, and over all just trying to make the experience as uncomfortable as possible*

Simon: *Continues to kick and punch*

Simon: *Forces himself not to slow in his kicking and punching, as he starts kicking an punching more violently than before hand*

Simon: *Keeps going kicking and punching, struggling desperately*

Simon: *Yelps, truthfully no having expected that to work*

Simon: *Shakily pushes himself to his feet, and tries to fling some of the spit off his arms* "OH NONONONONO! YOU! YOU DON'T GET TO BE MAD! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO BE THE ONE UPSET HERE!"

Simon: *Lets out a squeak as the air is forced from his tiny lungs, and he has trouble breathing in the tight grip*

Simon: *Fear slowly starts to override the anger in his facial expression* "T-there is no need to do that!"

Simon: "ACK! S-STOP... You're.... Crushing... m-e!" *Closes his eyes in pain*

Simon: *Clutches his sides as he groans in pain, but other than that decides to stay quite, due to almost being crushed to death*

((Mmm watch the lone wall hobbit not know how to react to mood swings)) Simon: *Watches Swift with a 'what's wrong with them?' face, as he pushes himself into a sitting position*

Simon: *Falls backwards having been caught off guard, and groans in pain from the sudden movement*

Simon: *Pushes himself back up* "You could get me a wash cloth so I'm not slowly freezing to death because I'm covered in your spit." *He finally says*

Simon: *Dries himself off to the best of his abilities, as he watches Swift with confusion plastered on his face*

Simon: *Finishes drying his heir, and narrows his eyes at Swift. He's pretty sure she's planing something...* "What's with the sudden change in attitude?"

((I gtg we can continue this tomorrow ^^))

Simon: *Tosses the wash cloth aside, and glances around to take in his new surroundings*

Simon: *Flinches when Swift moves her hands/paws to put them in her pockets, because he would rather not be grabbed again*

Simon: *Is incredibly confused* "H-Huh?"

Simon: *Move a bit closer to Swift, although he still thinks she's planning something* "Alright, well... How about we introduce ourselves?"

Simon: *Raises a brow* "So you going to introduce yourself first, or should I?"

Simon: *Mumbles Swift's name a few times so he doesn't forget it* "Alright then, my name's Simon. Although you can all me Flint if you want." *Shrugs a bit*

Simon: *Rests his head in his left hand, starting to feel very tired* "So, Swift... What species are you?"

Simon: "Wolf...?" *Looks at Swift trying to think of animals he knows that she looks like* "So... like a dog?" *Mutters* "Are wolves dogs?"

Simon: *Nods his head a bit* "Ah, alright." *Yawns again*

Simon: *Nods his head, his eyes mostly closed* "Mhm..."

Simon: *Opens one of his eyes and looks up a Swift. He lets out a sigh, being fair to tired to suspicious* "Mmmm, promise you won't do anything if I say yes?"

Simon: *Sighs again before walking over to Swift's tail and collapsing on top of it* *Mutters* "Mhm very soft."

((oof I doubt he'd apologize, unless he's scared into doing it ><")) Simon: *Quickly falls asleep, snoring just a little bit*

((Oof indeed XD)) ---Epic time skip to morning--- Simon: *Starts waking up a bit, but not wanting to get up nuzzles into Swift's tail some more*

Simon: *Stops after a moment, and let’s out a deep sigh*

Simon: *Gets off Swift’s tail slowly* “I’m just tired…” *Starts to stretch a little*

Simon: *Continues to stretch, well pondering what he should say/ask next*

Simon: *Lets out another sigh as he finishes stretching, then hesitantly starts talking* "Ummm, could I, ughhh..."

((Separating what he's saying with - but he's saying it fast, I just don't want it to be unreadable XD)) Simon: *Inhales sharply* "Could-I-get-something-to-eat-and-some-water?"

Simon: *Flinches back as Swift gets up*

Simon: *Lets out a long deep sigh as he watches Swift leave the room*

Simon: ".... Thank you..." *Walks over to the plate and starts eating, and talking a few drinks of water every now and again*

Simon: *Finishes eating and looks up at Swift* "Ummm..... A-aren't you going to go get something to eat?" *Is visibly shaking well waiting for a response*

Simon: *Says nothing as he looks at the ground and starts messing with his vest nervously*

Simon: *Doesn't look up at Swift, as he continues to mess with his vest* "...I... It's nothing, don't worry about it."

Simon: *Looks around the room, despite knowing he hadn't made any secret entrances/exits in this room*

Simon: "...Have you, not slept yet?"

Simon: *Idea pops into his head* "Well, you should. Sleep is important."

Simon: *Mutters* "Wonderful" *Clears throat* "Well, when's the last time you slept?"

Simon: "Well..." *Pauses and crosses his arms* "Wouldn't that be all the more reason to get some sleep?"

Simon: *Stops himself from groaning in annoyance* "How come?"

Simon: *Huffs in annoyance but doesn't say anything else*

Simon: *Looks up at Swift* "You know, you really do look exhausted..."

Simon: *Glances at Swift's phone, his curiosity drowning out his little plan* "What are you doing?"

Simon: "You can tell time on that?" *Tilts his head to the side a bit*

Simon: *Is very intrigued* "Oh."

Simon: *Glances at Swift's phone then back at Swift, debating whether or not to try and get a better look at it/mess with it, or just ask Swift*

Simon: *Walks over to Swift's phone, and pokes the side of it*

Simon: *Immediately pulls his hands away from Swift's phone* "I- ugh nothing.....?"

Simon: *Lets out a sigh, and walks away from Swift's phone, so he wouldn't be tempted to try and mess with it again*

Simon: *Looks up and notices her nose bleeding, and cringes a bit at the blood* "Are you... alright?"

Simon: *Stiffens just a little bit* "It's just- your nose is bleeding..."

Simon: "...You hadn't noticed?"

Simon: "... Why did you, move your hair?"

Simon: *Raises a brow in suspicion, but doesn't press father* "Alright then."

Simon: *Sits on the ground with his head in his hand* "...You should probably get some tissues or something."

Simon: *Lets out a long deep sigh, and starts eyeing the door*

((Ok)) Simon: *His head snaps up as he looks up to Swift, before trying to sneakily edge himself closer to the door*

Simon: *Stiffens a bit, and looks at Swift with a mixture of suspicion and confusion* "H-huh....?"

Simon: *Stands up, and looks at the door, then back to Swift, wanting oh so badly to simply bolt out the door* "...How come?"

((no worries bout the grammar there I got what you were sayin' XD))

((>w<)) Simon: *Sighs, a bit annoyed, and starts tapping his foot a bit* "Well? How come? Why exactly are you to 'weak'?"

Simon: *Face palms* "That's not exactly helpful."

Simon: *Pinches the bridge of his nose as he tries to think of an idea* "Perhaps... We can try and guess what's wrong? For example do you, maybe... feel sick?"

Simon: "D*mn it ugh..." *Takes a few steps back before asking the next question* "Umm, weak from hunger...?"

Simon: *Relaxes a bit, but doesn't move any closer* "Ummm... Dehydration?"

Simon: *Sighs as he runs a hand through his hair* "I know we just talked about sleep, but, could that be it?"

Simon: *Sits down with a huff and crosses his legs, and starts tapping his knee as he tries to think* "You mentally drained?"

Simon: *Sighs, glad to have an answer that wasn't no* "Well I don't think that the source of the problem, but hay maybe it's contributing?"

Simon: "Well, do you notice else anything odd about yourself?"

Simon: *Starts tapping his knee a little more quickly out of annoyance* "Well?"

Simon: *Covers his ears, as Swift's volume was quite loud to him* "Watch your volume!" *Mumbles a few things about lies*

Simon: "It's fine, I'll live. Now, why do you seem nervous?"

Simon: *Crosses his arms* "Somehow I doubt that."

Simon: *Lets out an annoyed sigh* "Ok, better question, is my questioning making you nervous, or something else?" *Pauses before quickly adding on* "If it's something else you don't need to specify it."

Simon: "I, wasn't quit expecting that answer..."

Simon: *Looks up at Isabella, and backs up a bit*

Simon: *Glaces quickly over at the jar, then back at Isabella before quickly turning and running towards an outlet*

((No I no go poof just tired so responses may be slow I also need water XD))

((Haha just got back and have a full water bottle now lol XD)) Simon: *Doesn't stop his mad dash to the outlet, until he trips over his own two feet*

((W A T E R)) Simon: *Groans, having had completely face planted into the counter top.*

((yes water uwu)) Simon: *Props himself up on his arms, and eyes Isabella suspiciously*

Simon: *is quite for a moment, as he continues to lay propped up on his arms looking at Isabella* "What do you want?" *He finally says something*

Simon: "Somehow I gotta hard time believing that." *Says that out loud on accident*

((mmm thank you the info :D)) Simon: "I- Did I say that last thing out loud?"

Simon: *Pales a bit, suddenly looking quite scared*

((Yea that's fine I should 100% do the same XD)) Simon: *Eyes Isabella skeptically*

Simon: *Is very confused* "You're... inviting the random borrower you just found to pick flowers with you?"

Simon: *Stares at Isabella, still looking very confused* "That's very, well... odd."

Simon: *Pushes himself into a sitting position* "Just, out of ALL the things, I want expecting that."

Simon: *Rolls his eyes before closing them and then waves his hand dismissively* "It's fine, doesn't really matter, I guess."

Simon: "So...." *Starts messing with his vest a bit out of nervousness or awkwardness*

Simon: "Oh, I'm Simon Cattail. But you can call me Flint if you'd like, and I'm 18." *Pauses for a moment* "And it's, well, interesting meeting you."

Simon: *Glances over at Isabella's Oreo jar, and starts messing with his vest more* "Ah, well I... umm....."

Simon: "Y-ya an Oreo would be nice..." *Closes his eyes and smiles a little bit, thinking of the last time he'd been able to grab one*

Simon: *Stands up and walks towards Isabella* "Milk? As in like, cow's Milk?"

Simon: *Brakes off part of one of the Oreos getting just the cookie* "No, way too risky to try and get anything from a fridge or freezer..." *Starts eating the bit he broke off*

Simon: "Ugh... Sure.....?"

Simon: "Maybe a straw? So I could actually try the milk?"

Simon: *Grabs the straw and takes a sip of the milk*

Simon: *Smiles a bit as he tries to think of a word other than 'good' to describe it* "It's... very different from water, and I kinda like that. I think I'd dare say I find it pretty great."

Simon: *Winces when Isabella shouts* "Ya ok, forgiven. Just watch your volume."

Simon: *Starts eating the bit of Oreo again, quickly finishing off the whole cookie, but doesn't touch the second because he be full. Lets out a satisfied sigh, sits and flops onto his back*

Simon: "Oh, right you had said something about doing that earlier..."

Simon: *Watches as Isabella leaves, and decides to wait till she comes back, as he really has nothing better to do. Then he quickly falls asleep on the counter top*

Simon: *Is still very much asleep on the counter top*

Simon: *groans tiredly, at the sound of the door and Isabella, and lazily flops an arm over his eyes*

Simon: *Removes his arm and looks tiredly over at Isabella* "Mmmm, I guess so."

Simon: *Thinks a bit, well tiredly pushing himself up* "No, I don't think so."

Simon: *Full sits up and crosses his legs* "So... What do you need flowers for anyway?"

Simon: "... Ugh, tea? What's 'tea'?"

Simon: "Ah, ok... What kind of drink?" *Tilts his head to the side a bit*

((Here I can do it for you: Tea, a typically hot drink made from flowers or other herbs steeped in water. And I didn't even get that off google lol XD)) Simon: "Huh."

hahaha sure XD ((Even if endermen are probably taller than what heights I specified XD))

Yea they're fine uwu you can start

Simon: *Crosses his arms* "I am NOT a monkey!"

Simon: *Narrows his eyes at Checkers* "I find that insulting because. I. Am not. a. MONKEY!"

((mmm ok)) Simon: *Pales a bit* "Ahhhh- right, ughhhh...."

Simon: *mumbles something*

Simon: *Mumbles again, but all that can be made out is something about walls*

Simon: *Glares at Checkers* "Maybe that's because I am NOT a monkey." *He stopped mumbling once the topic changed*

Simon: "I'm obviously not a bird."

Simon: *Gives Aiko a confused as heck look* "What?"

Simon: *Crosses his arms* "If I could do that I'd never chose to be small."

Simon: *Instantly becomes nervous* "Ah, well... you see, I ummm......"

Simon: "A house, sorta, well, not... not exactly....."

Simon: *Hesitantly takes the Oreo, but doesn't say anything*

Simon: "... Just me." *Takes bite out of the Oreo*

Simon: *Scoots away from the rabbit, despite knowing they're pretty harmless* "None that I'm aware as still alive." *Shrugs*

Simon: *Realizes what he said sounded like without context* "It's truly fine. It's quite normal to loss contact with family once you, move out. Least it is for my species." *Shrugs again, grabbing the bottle cap and taking a few drinks from it*

Simon: *Scoots away from the pet rabbit just a little more, than drinks some more water from the bottle cap*

Simon: "I highly doubt that's possible."

Simon: "Some what now?"

Simon: *Eyes the pill suspiciously* "And... Why does such a thing need to exist?"

Simon: "Ugh-huh, how much taller, on average, does it make someone grow?"

Simon: *Thinks for a moment* "Yaaaaaa, I think I'll pass on the pill"

Simon: "One of your books?"