Ask Ada and Yuri; Nude Beach Trips?

 

Ask Bogo and Joyce; First Meetings

 

Joyce: I...I don't want to embarrass my mate by explaining exactly how we met...granted I was pretty flustered myself during that time but...

Bogo: *Sighs* At least it wasn't your job...well, part-time job anyway...

Joyce: So, I'm going to keep that vague, and leave it as a simple. 'We met under interesting circumstances'. 

Bogo: That is putting it lightly. *Huffs* Still, I will say...as cliche as this will probably sound, I believe I loved you the moment I first laid eyes on you my lovely little Forest Lily...

Joyce: Aww...Boogie...*Kisses him on the snout*  think I'd have to say the same...the moment I saw my Boogie from across the da-*Cough* erm...the room. I felt something deep and visceral within me...like a lightning strike. I was like a deer in headlights...*Giggles*

Bogo: After we built up the courage to actually make small talk with one another, we spent the whole evening focused on each other...*Chuckles* So much so that I was reprimanded for neglecting the other guests before I had to clock out.

Joyce: *Cooes sweetly* I'm so sorry Boogie...

Bogo: *Snickers* No apology needed, I hated that job anyway.

Joyce: *Giggles* We traded phone numbers that night, and within the week we had a much more intimate and...let's say, a more appropriate venue choice for an actual first date.

Bogo: From there we both played things fairly cautiously...We were both afraid of moving too quickly I think...despite feeling deep down that we had found our one.

Joyce: *Giggles* With Boogie just starting on the ZPD, and me still working on my self-defense instruction certification, we didn't want to rush into marriage until our lives were more...stable.

Bogo: Of course, we got married as soon as we could once all of our respective schooling was behind us...although...admittedly...*Blushes* perhaps where I chose to propose wasn't the best idea...

Joyce: Oh hush! *Giggles as she wraps her hooves around the large water buffalo.* It was perfect! That roller disco was so much fun!

Bogo: For you surely my Deerest...for me, even with practice I could barely stay on my hooves with those skates...I feel my black eye and sprained ankle took away from the gravity of my proposal...

Joyce: Sweetheart, you could have proposed to me at a Pandese Restaurant, and it would have hit me just as hard. Besides, if anyone should be embarrassed in hindsight it's me...I was wailing like a banshee I was crying so hard. I had to say 'yes' like six times just to get through my sobbing well enough for you to hear. *Laughs*

Bogo: It was impressive that you were able to drown out the music...*Snickers*

Joyce: *Slaps a weak.p playful hoof at her mate.* Oh hush you.

Bogo: The next day we were married...at least on paper. Not to say we wouldn't have a ceremony, but it was the most important thing to use was merely having the legal documentation that made us an official couple in the eyes of Zootopia.

Joyce: We did eventually have a small cervine ceremony over in Alpine Crag District. An outdoor affair in the mountains with just a few close friends. Sadly our parents didn't attend.

Bogo: Yes, with my mother gone, and my father staunchly against marrying outside of our species, there was no way my limited family would be attending.

Joyce: And while both my parents and siblings were alive, they shared the same opinion as Boogie's father. 

Bogo: Still that night under the stars, you in your beautiful sequined and sparkling pale magenta dress...I just...*Sighs warmly* It was a perfect night...family around us or not...

Joyce: *Gently tugs Bogo's head down to her level, giving him a hard smooch on the lips.* All we ever needed was each other...

Bogo: I wished the night could have lasted forever, I could have spent an eternity lost in your amethyst eyes my deerest deer.

Joyce: *Giggles, now blushing furiously* Gods Boogie...You're so corny. *Giggles* 

Bogo: *Chuckles* I thought you loved that about me...

Joyce: Oh I do indeed...*Snickers, running a seductive hoof under Bogo's chin.* And all that mushy sweetness of yours has got me hankering for a big bite of buffalo. Luckily for you, I don't have any classes tonight...

Bogo: Dearest...*Bogo is flustered.* Please, not while we're recording...Misses Hunter-Bellwether, please don't write this in your post...

Joyce: It's gonna be a long night Boogie...so get ready to buckle in...oh, and don't forget the hoofcuffs..*Giggles*

Ask Megumi and Joel; Kaiju Stuff

 

Megumi: Some, not all. I'm not a super fan like my father was, but I have some favorites. I've got a real soft spot for Gamera and Mothra films..even if they are...production is humorously low, if that's how you say it?

Joel: Those Mothra movies were pretty awful...

Megumi: *Puffs her cheeks in clear irritation* Awfully amazing you mean! I love Mothra...

Joel: I just think the Gamera movies are more...well I definitely laughed harder at them...especially that one where he plays the xylophone on that one monster's back, and plays his own theme song. *Snickers*

Megumi: *Snickers* Yes...well I'll admit that is funny...but I can't help liking Mothra, I liked butterfly-like creatures since I was a cub.

Joel: And that's why you have the biggest Mothra plush I've ever seen, even bigger than your body pillows.

Megumi: *Huffs* My Dad got that for me...it helps remind me of home when I'm staying here...

Joel: Speaking of, to correct the person asking I'm not living in Japanda full-time. Even though we've grown pretty serious we...well, I mean...

Megumi: We both have family and friends we're not quite ready...well we aren't cutting them from our lives, but settling down in one place on either side limits how often we get to see them.

Joel: So we basically visit each other for... *Joel lolls his head and lingers, clearly estimating a timetable* Let's say about two months at a time, where either I'm staying with Megumi in Japanda, or she's staying with me in Zootopia.

Megumi: It's not the cheapest solution...but for the time being it's what works best for both of us.

Joel: That said, in the days of the internet, there's really no need to be in Japanda to fully engross yourself in kaiju stuff. But Kaiju stuff was just never all that big for me compared to super sentai or giant mech Animalme's. 

Megumi: You liked Jet Jaguar.

Joel: *Chuckles* Yeah, I do like Jet Jaguar. 

Ask the Ruminerds; People of Weirdopolis

 

Vernon: Sweet sawgrass son...y'all are firin' such a scattershot in terms of who yer lookin' to answer questions I'm thinkin' we're gonna need to rent a stadium just to get all the answers...*Chuckles* Might as well just ask the city at this point.

Dawn: *Pats Vernon's paw affectionately* Puppy, be nice...

Vernon: I am, I'm just kiddin'...*Laughs*

Dawn: Anyway, we were happy to answer your questions. We do our best to try and answer everyone who messages us to the best of our abilities, and your line of questions about your work and writing plans has been particularly engaging.

Gus: Especially to those of us who are...well...

Melanie:  Nerds. *Snickers*

Gus: Right, I was looking for a nicer term there...but...eh. *Shrugs*

Dawn: That said, we'll probably keep this question strictly among us Ruminerds, for convenience and simplicities sake.

Vernon: So with that cleared up, we'll answer yer new question...

Dawn: Well first off I want to compliment his character design. It's a really cool mashup of elements from those characters...

Broomie: I ain't gonna complain...I loved Hellboar and Savage Dragon...Also got a little Etrigan the Demon vibes off of your design. 

Gus: Going for the deep cuts huh? *Chuckles*

Broomie: Entrigan the Demon is not a deep cut...the dudes showed up in cartoons...he's not 'the brick wall', 'Egg Fur', or gods tremble, 'Snowfang'...

Joel: Isn't that the cat who got his powers by doing like toad drops...or coca leaves?

Broomie: Coca leaves. Yeah, he got high and fought crime...it's nuts...

Joel: At least none of those are dabbling in out there fetish territory, which I would probably stress you shouldn't even dip your hooves-I mean-paws, into that kind of territory even as a gag. 

Gus: You talking about the blueberry thing?

Joel: *nods briskly* Trust me, you don't want to open that door even a crack, lest all the weirdos will come out of the woodwork with requests...

Megumi: Takes a pervert to know a pervert huh? *Giggles*

Vernon: No, Joel is speakin' from experience...I remember him fallin' down a 3D modelin' rabbit hole involvin' those folks with a Wonkat Blueberry fetish.

Megumi: *Surprised, glances at Joel* Woah, what is this?

Joel: *Snorts* I was young, I wasn't familiar with the idea that literally any weird thing could be a fetish and someone wanted a model of their character as a blueberry ball like in the movie...

Gus: And he took the job thinking it was just for a gag...

Joel: Once it went out on my work pages, all the weirdos started skittering out of the shadows asking me for increasingly twisted fetish models. *Spits and snorts in clear irritation* 

Gus: Hey Joel! C'mon Mam' we talked about the spitting! At least use a damn cup!

Joel: Sorry, sorry! I just still get heated thinking about it...Anyway, about three commissions in I discovered the fetish and it made my wool feel like it was crawling with nits...I had to shut my store for a while, crop up a list of 'I won't do this' catch-alls for my commission page and wait until the messages trickled to nothing before starting to work again...

Broomie: I'm surprised you have standards...*Chuckles*

Joel: Hey, I specialize in cake and giant robots, things you can actually rut and cool stuff...that other stuff is too far even for me...though I will admit some of the offers were tempting...were talking triple or even quadruple my usual rate...and this is back when I was seventeen...

Vernon: But ya didn't?

Joel: I wasn't sure if I'd ever be able to feel clean again if I went down that path...

Megumi: Well...relative clean-ness yes?

Vernon: Anywho...er...I'm not sure what I'd suggest...my mind first went to like...creatures outta fables but I thought that might be too... close to that comic series from a little while ago...

Broomie: Wolf Among Us?

Vernon: That's the one!

Joel: Tulpa-ish things would be cool...although I guess that's borderline what your other book is...

Gus: Tulpa?

Joel: Something you imagine that becomes real...

Gus: Ah...

Gus: How about aliens...but specifically the aliens that all the abduction stories are about...the greens.

Joel: Oh yeah, but like specifically not outer space aliens, but our weird perception of them...right down to being obsessed with rectal probing.

Melanie: I feel like that's drifting back into fictive territory. *chuckles* And fetish territory for that matter.

Dawn: Shadowmammals, pelt wearers, maybe creatures that see themselves as ancient gods...but it's questionable as to whether or not they are or were...

Vernon: Those all sorta border on cryptids, don't they?

Dawn: True, true...Mutton chops! this is harder than I thought it would be.

Gus: Oh, continuing that theme...how about all the terrible knockoff cryptids that we see as obvious fakes...Like the Mawlaysian mermaid, the fur trout, or even the Jackalope.

Joel: The Lepridchaun, but looking exactly like the amateur sketch from that one meme...

Gus: Right!

Melanie: *Giggles* That'd be hilarious, like some sort of cryptid island of misfit toys...

Broomie: You could also throw in some stuff in the vein of those SCP things...not direct copies, but stuff inspired by them.

Dawn: Ohh, those are fascinating...Edi got me to read quite a few of them and I'm honestly tempted to throw my own entry in and see if it would get approved...Anonymously of course.

Broomie: Why anonymously?

Dawn: I'd like to get approved or denied on the story's merits alone, and not by name. at the very least it's a good way to take a stab at some sci-fi horror and see how it is received.

Joel: How bout...randomly animate objects...?

Gus: What do you mean?

Joel: Well, you know how mammals lose all sorts of small stuff, like sole pads and keychains and so on...historically that stuff has been attributed to like...borrowers. But what if it was just cases of literally someone's left sole pad coming to life for no reason and running off?

Megumi: That's actually a good one I think. Very creative!

Vernon: A good one to end on too I think...we've been chatterin' about this fer a while, and the longer this goes on, the longer my Honey Lamb's gotta play stenographer.

Melanie: I still don't know how you manage to type so fast Dawn...it's practically blinding...

Dawn: *Giggles* I am a ewe who wears many hats.

FOUND AU Ask; Chore Free Marcus!

 

Zach: This is probably the weirdest thang a parent has ever said in terms o' havin' their pup not doin' a chore...but honestly, I'm burstin' up with pride here. *Chuckles*

Dawn: You should be! That's a major step for Marcus!

Yuri: Pretty soon the Pup 'ill be leavin' dirty clothes on his floor and fergettin' to put the seat up before takin' a leak like a normal teenage boy...

Ada: *Scoffs* Teenaga huh? Cause youse still forget ta put da toilet seat up all da time. Seriously, youse tryin' ta use da toilet or mark it? *Cackles*

Yuri: *Rolls his eyes* Ain't like I do it on purpose alright!

Vanna: We're both very proud of how far Marcus has come. He was just...so happy to tell us he decided not to do the laundry...*Vanna chuffs softly* It melts my heart to see him so happy...to know he's really starting to get comfortable with us, that he's..really starting to heal.

Zach: I mean, I know from yer book and the lamb hood y'all went through Dawn that those sort wounds never really leave y'all...the scars will always be there...but at least...'yknow...*Zach is seemingly struggling to find his words.*

Dawn: They aren't forgotten, but they can fade. You can heal, and in time start to feel normal.

Zach: Right! 

Dawn: Of course, being surrounded by mammals that unconditionally love you, and support you certainly helps mend those emotional wounds much faster. They can help you break that chain. The heavy manacles of abuse that keep your spirit shackled and allow you to find your own true happiness, and prevent the cycle from continuing...not that I think that was ever going to be an issue with Marcus.

Zach: Now iffin' we can get past the food hoardin' I'll feel even more relieved.

Dawn: When I was a little lamb, I did the exact same thing...

Zach: *Ears perk* Oh yeah...I actually fergot about that part! I remember readin' y'all used to hide whatever dry non-perishable stuff ya could get yer hooves on from outside yer house growin' up...cause...um...*Scratches chin thoughtfully*

Vanna: Because 'withholding food' is a common tactic used by abusive parents to control or punish their kittens. 

Dawn: My father often withheld food from me for failing to meet his 'expectations' such as 'being a letter grade lower on a test than I was expected to be', or 'questioning his authority' which went as far as merely asking why he wanted me to do something. *Sighs* My mom would sneak me up dinner when she could...and sometimes she'd get caught and...we'd both get a beating for it...but most times I stashed away turf tarts or Sam Hain candy and numerous other things as a form of...'insurance'...

Vernon: *Scoops Dawn into his arms and nuzzles into her head poof.* Honey Lamb...I'm so sorry...

Dawn: *Kisses Vernon under his chin while stroking his cheek reassuringly.* It's okay Puppy...that was a long time ago now...

Wade: Jeeze...

Dawn: It's another reason why I'm so...small for my species...years of malnutrition thanks to not being allowed to eat properly... coupled with the frequent broken bones and wrenched muscles of course...

Zach: *Whines softly, his ears drooping.* D-Does that mean....does Marcus think we ain't gonna feed him? Does he think we-we'd do that? *Zach sniffles sharply*

Vanna: *Places a reassuring paw on Zach's shoulder.* I'm sure that's not why...

Dawn: It's more than likely habitual Zach. He was used to having to do it under his...original family, and like the situation with his incessant need to do chores, it's just something that will take time for him to work through...

*Zach whines again, and Vanna places a gentle kiss on his head.*

Dorian: I'm familiar with this stuff to some degree...but I ain't sure...is there anything they can do to sorta...help him with the fear over his food security Dawn?

Dawn: Well, I'm not exactly a Lamb Psychologist. But between writing my book and adopting lambs with Vernon I've done a lot of reading on the mental health and development of lambs. If I had to...try and offer some kind of advice, I guess I would sit Marcus down and make him aware that you know-and not in an accusing manner mind you, but that you know he's stashing aside food in his room and let him know that it's okay.

Vanna: *Quirks a brow in mild confusion* So are we...do you mean we should encourage it?

Dawn: I'm not necessarily saying to go out and buy him a mini-fridge or anything. *Chuckles* I'm just saying that you should let him know that as long as it makes him feel comfortable to have that cache of food, as long as it reassures him, then he should keep doing it.

Vernon: But y'all should also reassure him that y'all will never hold food from him as a form of punishment. And that he can take whatever he wants from the fridge whenever he wants...that the food in there is as much fer him as fer everyone...

Vanna: Even Zach's secret stash of sour candies he thinks he's hidden well behind the vegetable drawer.

Zach: *Ears stand up sharply* YOU FOUND 'EM!?

Vanna: Yes...for one, did you forget I'm a cop as well? I may not have a wolf's sense of smell, but I'm still quite good at sniffing things out. And two...I was craving something sour to top my ice cream with while I was pregnant with Rose and I've been skimming off the top of your hoard ever since...I can't believe you hadn't noticed. *Giggles*

Zach: *Scratches head, blushing slightly.* I er...I mean...I ain't exactly keepin' tabs...and sometimes...well...I just grab it without lookin' and don't even remember I did the next day...

Dawn: You're still eating sour candies?

Vanna: *Blushes slightly* It...stuck with me after pregnancy...I always used to hate it before...

Dawn: *Giggles* I'm the same way with raw fish now...I still love sushi despite loathing it before I was pregnant.

Vernon: Shame y'all didn't keep that taste fer hot wings while you were at it...Not even a week after Paige was born y'all was back to getting nauseous from the smell alone. Makes me miss when I could bring back a box of 'em and split 'em with ya...

Yuri: 'Split 'em?' Iffin' I recall y'all did complain a few times to us that ya'd buy the wings to split and Dawn would eat all of 'em...*Chuckles*

*Vernon's tail sags, the wolf standing stock still as Dawn looks at him in faux surprise and amusement.*

Dawn: You miss that huh? *Laughs*

Vernon: *Rubs the back of his head in clear discomfort* Well...I mean....at least I could bring wings in the house...and I could be close to ya without you gettin' revolted by me smellin' like hot wings...it was the better alternative. *Chuckles*

Ask Judy and Nick; The 'C' word pass

 

Nick: Only in the bedroom...

Judy: NICK!

Nick: And only usually when cuffs are involved...

Judy: NICHOLAS P WILDE!

Ask Finn and Gazelle; Nudist Concerts

 

Gazelle: Generally my Finny prefers to duck out of my concerts at the Mystic Springs, or the Mystic Shoals...he isn't as...comfortable being nude around other mammals as I am.

Finn: Hey, I'm fine with us being naked in the privacy of our own home, especially you babe. *Chuckles*

Gazelle: *Giggles, waving Finnick off with a paw.* Dirty thoughts Mi pequeño amor! I can see them behind those little eyes of yours. Already scheming are you?

Finn: *Laughs* I could be...

Gazelle: Still, I don't know why you are so uncomfortable about nudity at the resort...everyone is naked, so it is not just some sort of low-brow peep show. That's not what those mammals are there for!

Finn: That's the problem! *Coughs awkwardly* I mean, not the peep show thing...more so the fact that everyone's naked...

*Gazelle tilts her head slightly as she eyes the diminutive fox, clearly confused.*

Gazelle: Ahh...wait, is this a....size thing? *Her eyes dart down to Finnick's waist to make clear what she means by 'size'.* Because I don't think you really have to worry about that...even for a mammal of your size you are-.

*Finnick crosses his arms and huffs*

Finn: Mam', I'm not hung up on that kinda junk! I just-! Look, if you know what I go through in the ZPD locker rooms and showers you'll know why I'd prefer not to extend any of that to what I'd consider 'leisure time'.

Gazelle: Aaahhhh...*She says, her tone one of sudden realization* Yes, I nearly forgot about the...discomfort of being at the height of most other male mammals...well...

Finn: It's a forest of dicks Gabbi, just dicks staring you down...and that's just a few officers, not a packed sweaty spa waiting with bated breath for you to perform. So my choices are to stay your purse puppy while you do the meet and greets, or having to worry about being forced to play limbo or get poked in the head or eye er' somethin...

Gazelle: *Giggles* Alright, alright Mi pequeño amor, I see your plight. *Scooping Finnick into her arms, she nuzzles the surly little tod affectionately.* While I will miss having you around at those shows, I'm more than happy to give my handsome hunk of police mammal some exclusive 'make-up' performances just for him...

Finn: Now we're talkin'. *Chuckles*

Ask the Canines; The Biggest Shedder

 

Vernon: I think paws down, that crown is gonna have to go to Kodi. With maybe...Qali in second place...

Kodi: Yeeep...me and my sister are prolific shedders...

Val: Tell me about it, the house has got whole packs of white fuzzy tumbleweeds rolling around every room.

Trenton: *Chuckles* Qalis does shed, but not that badly...

Qali: I can't help it! I'm an Arctic fox! *whining* Of course I'm going to shed when the weather gets warm! I wasn't built for that.

Trenton: *Scoops Qali up into his arms, hugging her into him.* There, there Darlin', I already told ya that don't bother me none. Ain't like I don't shed too...and as much as y'all do shed in the summer, it still ain't that much in the grand scheme o' thangs...cause yer so adorably tiny. *Kisses the top of Qali's head.*

Qali: *Squirms in Trenton's grip, giggling* Trenny stahp! *Titters*

Val: At least you only shed in the summer. This dork sheds all the time...like constantly. *Val points a thumb in Kodi's direction*

Kodi: Hey! I'm an Arctic mammal too! I definitely wasn't made for living in Sahara Square! And you wonder why I'm so glad to have been moved to the outpost in Tundratown so I at least get a breather on my workdays now.

Ulric: Actually, that probably makes it way worse...Switching back and forth from an arctic climate to an arid climate is more than likely confusing the processes in your body that make you grow and shed fur. This is why the shedding is happening all year round, cause every time you go to work you're body is going 'It's so cold! Grow fur grow!' And then you go home and it's like 'This is boiling, shed, shed, shed!'

Vernon: That was...an oddly reasoned take from y'all Ully...

Ulric: Just because you guys don't take most of my interests seriously, I'd expect you'd at least wouldn't forget I worked in forensics, so I do know a thing or two about how mammalian bodies work!

Kodi: Yeah, well tell my mate that then! I'd love nothing more than for us to pick up and move to Tundratown full time but she wo-.

Val: Not negotiable. Dad gave me and El the house to split, you knew that and still decided to propose.

Kodi: So! We can give it to El! We can ju-.

Val: Nothing doing. *Shakes head* Amelia and I already have a garage location picked out. The lease is signed...once I wrap tech school the garage opens. Why move farther away from my business?

Kodi: Babe...I'm begging you here...

Val: *Eyes widen, getting shimmery and startling the surrounding mammals as well as Kodi.* "Kodi...I can't...it's not just my Dad's house...it was...my Mom's too you know...

Vernon: S-Sweet sawgrass! That's some powerful puppy eyes...

Kodi: *Lets out a whine, then a huff before throwing his head back and sighing...* Alright, fine! Fine!... But if we stay in Sahara Square, the shedding will always be an issue.

Val: *Immediately drops the pleading eyes, her smug smirk returning.* As long as you keep cleaning 'em up...'sides...they're growing on me...sorta like how you did...

Kodi: *Shakes head* Pft...c'mon, now you're really messing with me...

Val: *Laughs* Hey, they remind me of you when you aren't home...that...and they sorta get me thinking about what it might be like having some little dorks running around that look like you someday...

Kodi: *Tail begins to wag furiously* 

Val: *Roles her eyes* I said 'someday'! 'Someday okay! *Laughs* Don't get too worked up...

Kodi: *Wraps Val in a tight, excited hug! kissing the top of her head like crazy as his tail continued to wag. Val puts up a weak protest but ultimately gives in.* I can't stop now! You know I can't turn off my tail once it kicks off! We just gotta ride it out now!

Val: *Rolls her eyes* You're lucky I love you...

Kodi: *Tail wagging faster* You're only making it worse! *Chuckles*

Gus: Anyone else miss when Val was cold and unfeeling? Or is it just me? *Snickers*

Ask the Ruminerds; Life in Fictionpunk

Vernon: It's alright...a question like that was just a little earlier in the evenin' then we were mentally prepared to tackle.

Dawn: *Snickers* Yes, you should hear the crazy topics our little BnB group gets into during particularly long sessions.

Vernon: All the sugar, and dependin' on who's playin', a splash er' two of rum starts to kick in by the evenin', and a'fore you know it Broomie starts theorizin' about darker secret meanin's to pup cartoons, er' Gus starts ponderin' about what if somethin' like the Tauros Snap happened but it was on the other side of the universe, so we had no knowledge o' why half the population disappeared. 

Gus: Hey, I think that idea is way more fascinating to think about than the movies! They barely even went into how Animalia as a whole managed to adjust to half of life on the planet just being vaporized for five years! A real missed opportunity for interesting storytelling if you ask me.

Dawn: It is, but to be fair that question has come up a lot in different forms. Basically, imagine something unimaginable happens, that we don't understand and probably never will...like time stopping, or physics breaking down...

Vernon: At least those don't get as vicious as arguin' which franchise er' character is overrated...oh and ferget the topic of best gals in a series...*Vernon quirks a brow as he side eyes Dawn, chuckling softly.* Best guys from a series too fer that matter...

Dawn: That was only one time! *Huffs and puffs her cheeks in a pout.* Besides...I've learned since then that arguing with Melanie is a bad idea...I really didn't expect her to put me in a headlock because I thought Draco Mayfly came off as too creepy to be sexy in the Harry Otter movies.

Gus: *Laughs* Melly was hard-core into the dark, brooding guy archetype in junior high and high school. And while she's mostly moved past that...it's still baked into some of her choices in fictional Husbands, and she's sensitive about that...Besides...Ron Weasely?

Dawn: *Clearly flustered* H-he was nice...A total goof but nice! I haven't found myself crushing on a weasel before or since...b-but I liked his personality! 

Gus: Still, a terrible hill to even try and die on...*Mutters quietly* Especially considering you basically married a Hogrid...*Chuckles*

Vernon: *Rolls his eyes* Regardless, we're gettin' off topic. Keepin' Mr. Laughfin' waitin'...

Gus: 'Lawf'-lin.

Vernon: Right...right...

Dawn: In terms of writing, I haven't really...I haven't designed a character that was a writer like myself. Unless the autobiography I wrote about myself and Vernon would count as creating fictives...

Vernon: Well at that point then we'd just be dealin' with clones...

Dawn: So in terms of myself and my fiction...or...realistically multiple fictives, we certainly wouldn't be sharing jobs.

Vernon: Same here, as I haven't worked on any 'architect' characters...though I figure, even if I did, that wouldn't mean y'all suddenly take up a buncha' co-workers...In fact, that influx of new folks would probably strain the job market somethin' fierce fer quite a while...as well as other resources...

Gus: *Chuckles* Ironically this is sort of a reverse of the Tauros Snap question...

Dawn: Admittedly, I don't think I could go on being a writer in that scenario either unless I stuck to strictly non-fiction narratives and retellings.

Gus: Why is that? 

Dawn: Because if I wrote fiction it would be...depending on how this all worked, writing the book on a fictional topic would be the same as just flippantly deciding to give birth to possible multitudes of mammals all at once. Mammals who will find themselves in an unfamiliar world, unsure of how to adapt and fit in.

Gus: Ooh, that is actually a good point...even worse if just thinking of a character is enough to bring them to life... rather than having to commit them to a story or drawing...

Dawn: *Twiddles her hooves together nervously.* The cud is rising in my throat just thinking about that...*Shudders* 

Vernon: *Places a reassuring paw on his mate's shoulder.* Thankfully it's only a hypothetical here Darlin', no need to get anxious over it...

Dawn: *Wipes the sweat from her brow* Right, well needless to say I would more than likely hang up the pen and pad for the rest of my life in that world. I don't think I'd be too keen on taking the chance.

Gus: So what would you do?

Dawn: Well, my existing residuals from my current books would do well to keep us afloat.

Vernon: And iffin' anything I'd still have my job, which would be more important than it's ever been with all the fictions lookin' fer homes.

Dawn: Still, I'd feel obligated to help out both Vernon and my own creations, as in a way they would be like...well our lambs. So I'd probably take a page from your 'Dolly Lambchops' character. Except my tenets would pretty much be solely my and Vernon's creations...

Vernon: Even with yer residuals and my job, I ain't sure we could swing somethin' that steep fer a long-term thang.

Dawn: Well they could help out once they get on their hooves...but we'd have to find some way to help them regardless...they didn't ask to be brought into our world, that would fall solely on us...we can't just turn our backs on them...

Vernon: Maybe the therapist thang ain't a bad angle then...y'all could be a therapist and a landlady...though between the two of us we've probably created so many characters y'all would be booked end to end with non-payin' clients...cause I'd assume you'd take care of our's fer free...

Dawn: *pressed her muzzle into a balled hoof.* Hmm...it's a tough puzzle that's for sure...maybe...Hmm...but I guess at the end of the day, I trust we would find a solution to housing and caring for our fictives...sometimes the obvious answer only hits you when the pressure is on...

Gus: And if all else fails, just write them out of existence, problem solved!

Dawn: Lamb Sakes Gus! You can't do that!

Gus: *Chuckles* I know, I know...still, it would be one of the first times in mammalian history you could threaten someone with 'I brought you into this world, and I can take you out of it', and actually be able to back that up. *Snickers*