No harm in having a bit of high time [img=faceslap][img=faceslap]
Pip's face flushed a bright pink. "Oh, no, nothing like that," she stammered, her voice barely a whisper. "They're… well, they're a delicacy for pixies, you see. We're having a bit of a gathering tonight, a celebration, and… well…" She twirled her tiny fingers shyly. "These Moonstone Lillies have a certain… effect. Like catnip for cats, but for pixies, you understand? A bit of a… buzz."
Chronicles of an Unlicensed Monster Therapist
Fantasy · Menphina
I shudder to think what kinda creature would a Kappa bring next time~
"No problem, Sheldon," Harold replied with a smile. "Just remember, a clean nest is a happy nest, and a happy Kappa is an itch-free Kappa."
Chronicles of an Unlicensed Monster Therapist
Fantasy · Menphina
Harold the busybody and Sheldon the dirty [img=faceslap]
A slow smile spread across Harold's face. This was a much easier solution than he anticipated. "Sheldon," he addressed the Kappa, a hint of amusement in his voice, "it seems we can help each other out. If you're willing to let us pick those Moonstone Lillies, I can certainly lend a hand with cleaning out your nest. Maybe a bit of spring cleaning is in order?"
Chronicles of an Unlicensed Monster Therapist
Fantasy · Menphina
Uhh, technically correct...
How Do You Relieve an Itch?
Chronicles of an Unlicensed Monster Therapist
Fantasy · Menphina
Aww thank youuu 💕💕
He's getting famous.....
"Halt! You there, the tall one! Are you the… the Animal Translator?"
Chronicles of an Unlicensed Monster Therapist
Fantasy · Menphina
Yea, he would remember his *rip* eggs whenever he had one for breakfast 😅
With a final wave and a smile, Edgar turned and headed off in the direction of Whispering Pines, a newfound spring in his step. Harold watched him go, a thoughtful frown creasing his brow. "Do you think he'll be alright?" he asked Gertie, a hint of concern in his voice.
Chronicles of an Unlicensed Monster Therapist
Fantasy · Menphina
technically his *unborn* or I dunno, yet-to-be embryo? Not a biologist 🤣
A strangled sound erupted from Edgar, who had been staring intently at his borrowed clothes. "Excuse me," he interjected, his voice laced with a hint of indignation. "But are we really discussing the… culinary merits of the eggs I laid while trapped in a goose body? And might I add, laying eggs wasn't exactly a pleasant experience."
Chronicles of an Unlicensed Monster Therapist
Fantasy · Menphina
🤣🤣
"The golden egg, of course!" Bart exclaimed, his voice filled with wide-eyed wonder. "Gertie mentioned a golden egg laid by Matilda…" He cast a sheepish grin at Edgar, who could not understand his squirrel chirp but can sense the teasing anyway.
Chronicles of an Unlicensed Monster Therapist
Fantasy · Menphina
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original Chronicles of an Unlicensed Monster Therapist
Harold wasn't expecting a divine apology after his unfortunate bus accident. Yet, here he was, reborn in a world teeming with magic and monsters. As compensation for the heavenly snafu, Harold is granted the peculiar ability to talk to all creatures, great and small. But this "gift" quickly turns into a burden when every grumpy goblin, lovelorn griffin, and existential dread-filled dragon seeks him out as their unlicensed therapist.0 Chs 7 Collections
Not really, haha. But thank you for your support so far, I wish I could continue the story soon. [img=recommend]
Chronicles of an Unlicensed Monster Therapist
Fantasy · Menphina