Mercy

Mercy was desperately searching for help at the Bunnery, she put a little ad in the newspaper and let Oleander ask for help in his church too. Soon all of Burrowgatory knew that there were a lot of baby Buns this year and that the Nuns at the Bunnery needed help. It wasn’t long until Drocell also heard that the Bunnery needed Volunteers to help out so he decided to do his part for the newborn Buns and he already had a great idea. He went to the Store and bought many rolls of extra so...

Between rows of baby bottles and a floor half-hazardously askew with toys, Blush felt almost smothered in his nun attire. He would be forever graceful that he was at least given a pink outfit, he would have withered away if he had been forced to wear black. “Remind me again why I have to dress like this? Would my priestly robe have not done the same,” he huffed, gently rocking a baby bun in his arms. Mercy only smiled, they seemed almost amused by the question. “Nuns work ...

Honestly he would rather be out dancing but due to the breeding season, the crowds had thinned out considerably with paired up buns preferring to nest or satisfy their odd cravings or to look after each other. That was just fine by Beatz as he had been spending increasingly more time with his littermate & pseudo sibling; Ballini. They got on well and had missed each other terribly. Their imps had been delighted to spend time together, especially his cute harpup and her sweet phloof, alway...

It’s baby season, apparently. Vytal was not aware of that as ey reported to the Church this morning, planning on playing the organ for the service. Ey wore eir best suit, as ey always do, and showed up bright and early. It stands out sharply now, standing in the entrance and staring out at the many people who are scrambling around in nun habits. They’re flowing in and out of the Bunnery, a general sense of frantic-ness to all the movements. Vytal moves further forward into the Chur...

“You’re so cuuuute, aren't you! Like a little potato of a bun, yes you are! And can ya’ll believe how cute these habits are? Church of sulfur exclusives!” Minette laughed coyly up into her phone camera, holding a couple poses for just a second each before bringing the lens back down to get Mercy in the background of the shot. “It's a little harder than it looks, but Mercy’s a real holy roller…that baby is nooot going anywhere. Nice try though!”...

Under the soft lights of the Bunnery, next to empty baskets and old bottles, Blush stood uncertain. He didn’t not find himself here often and there was a level of unnerve he felt being here. Like he didn’t belong. Truly Blush didn’t like to seek Mercy here, instead havung always tried to run into them during their walks around the church. But today, he didn’t want any prying ears or to be caught unaware by the head priest. And while it was not that Blush thought he could...

“Is the outfit really necessary?” Morgaine sat with his hands folded deliberately in his lap to keep from fidgeting, doubtfully eyeing his reflection in the mirror as Mercy fussed over him. “Yes,” Mercy answered him primly and without a hint of irony as they adjusted the veil on his head, situating the band around his horns so that it sat straight. They would have had enough practice doing it with his type of ...

Vytal has managed to find work consistently within the Church after eir first gig with them. Church sermons are accompanied oh-so-nicely with eir own organ playing, and (mysteriously) it seems that all of the other candidates have found themselves either on the outs with the Church or busy with other matters (for now, at least). A few favorable interactions with Oleander also seemed to help smooth things quite nicely, though Vytal was beginning to find the bun a bit simple. Indulgences in vic...