Hutch

Honestly Gaius was stumped on how he managed to get this little impup. He knew there was something happening with the imp... well he didn't know what to call them, breeder? He wasn't sure if imps could breed. Either way he was stuck with them because of Hutch and the new bun, Quince's little rivalry. He didn't really care much for it but, it's not like he could say no. Especially with the way the competition flared in Quince's eye. He brought them to hutch hoping to learn more about...

The door closes behind them as they enter the shop. The jingle of the bell isn't as friendly as it had been when Cael had come here before; two Impup follow at his heels, small tails wagging slowly and confused. The door locked behind them with a click, Hutch flipping the sign to 'closed' with a bit more force then really needed. Cael just traced over the other's smaller form as they stomped over to cupboards of black treats. "She got ta' ya' that bad?" Cael wasn't the smartest ...

“Oh, thank you, good customer! Actually, can I have your name? I’m trying my best to remember all of the buns that decided to help me with this team event to show that jerk the right way to raise imps!” Grim twiddled his thumbs. He once again found himself in a situation that he could’ve just ignored. Actually, that wasn’t c...

“Eliooooooo!” Hutch screamed at the top of his lungs as he walked into the back area of The Imporium. “Huh?” Elio replied, looking over. He was helping Hutch out for the weekend and had already been dragged into copious amounts of chores, training and imp watch. ...

Elio wouldn’t admit it to Hutch, but he actually liked the brightly coloured imps. He’d not know about imp variations when he’d adopted Grape from Hutch but when the little Chriop had gotten into his ube dango he’d quickly watched its coat go from luxurious black to bright purple.    He never thought there was anything wrong with it.    Afterall, G...

Tsubaki entered Hutch’s imp shop for probably the third time that week. While she had initially dreaded coming to this place, she found that Hutch, like many others, made for a good business partner of sorts. They would pay her well if they needed help in a pinch, such as when they needed help collecting more imps or if any got loose. Even small things like maintenance and feeding. The two got along well; Hutch had a good personality so there was nothing about them that caused her disdain o...

"You know, maybe this was a bit of a bad idea..." Hutch muttered to themself as the boat moved forward on the water. Originally, they had believed that asking another experienced imp trainer in the area for help finding their misplaced Devish was a good idea. But, and this was no insult towards Ulrich, they weren't expecting someone with such... volume to them. Thankfully, Ulrich at least seemed to know what he was doing. "I... really should thank you for all of this, Ulrich. I don't know wha...

"So you'd like to adopt an imp?" Why am I doing this? I'm not good with creatures. That's Sibyl's thing. I've Never been good with imps so I don't know why this was expected to change. I should just get out of here. Thoughts that bombarded Flauros' head as he sat there, lips pursed as he awkwardly thumbed his hands with one another. He had never been in The Imporium previously, nor had spoken to Hutch at length really, nor did he understand the anxiety that overtook him...

Imps. You see, Lullaby didn't hate them at all but found them some what amusing, especially when fighting over a nice spot to sleep in or a little snack, so when the bun found himself wandering into a large shop by the name "IMPORIUM" filled with all sorts of little critters, he had half a mind to buy one. That was, however until a rather curly little devil stood right in his way, eyeing up the equally fluffy and slightly irritated doll. "And who would you be?" the smaller doll questioned, ad...