MYO-881: Emi

“There you are, little one! All nice and prettied up for the show~” Emi hummed happily while combing a cute and excited stroodle and getting it dressed up for what she thinks might be an exhibition, but she doesn’t actually know. Emi simply offered to help Quince out with some stuff with the imps since Bellatrix told her all about how much fun it was training imps and competing with them in tricks. Emi wasn’t the biggest fan of competitions since she was...

“WAHAHAHAHA! Emi Emi Emiiiiii!! You GOTTA try this one next, come on come on come on!!” Bellatrix tugged at Emi’s arm towards the scary looking roller coaster set up just outside the imp petting tent. It was so tall that Emi was feeling sick to her stomach just looking at it. “Eh?? Oh no no, Bella I can’t do that!! I can’t! It’s too tall, look at how high that is!! I’ll die!! I’ll really die!” Emi ...

“And a one, and a two, and a three- WAAAH!” Emi tripped right on over herself and onto the floor, with the Mochi mallet clattering to the ground right on after her. “Ow, ow, ow…” A few feet away Dan sighed, and quickly walked over to pick the mallet off the ground. He offered Emi a hand to help her up again. “I told you already Emi, it was too heavy for you. Look, there’s an easier recipe that we can do ...

“No no no I mean you can’t do it like that.“ Hops quickly went to go grab the glass and whiskey out from Emi’s hooves. “You can’t just go randomly mixing drinks together, it won’t taste good that way silly!“ Emi scratched her head, still a little unsure about what she was doing. She didn’t really know that much about alcohol after all, but she thought she was trying her best. “Is that so? Aw geez, ...

Emi’s never been too close to the back of Dan’s dango. It never really occurred to them to go close to that area considering it always seemed like someone else’s private space—what with the massive piles of pillows and what not—but today the massive pillow pile seemed rather welcoming, beckoning even. So with a curious heart Emi decided to go take a look, just a peek perhaps. It wouldn’t take too long and if it really was someone’s private space th...