weh baby

Baby, ich vermisse dich. Wie gern’ würde ich noch einmal deine Hand nehmen, dich ansehen und sagen, dass ich dich liebe, es tut verdammt weh.
—  Majoe
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Look who I’ve given birth to. A juice box litter… A litter of juice boxes eagerly anticipating their fates. Poor things. Especially Juicy right there in the center.

I’m officially Juicy’s mom at this point. Should I be proud?..

I’ve decided that I should begin my Juche AU story with a short comic prologue about Juicy’s life in Shopwells before it all got turned around and shit went down in the infamous Dark Room.

Here’s my take on Juicy’s backstory. Our little juicy box lived in the Juice aisle right next to the chips and other snack food sections of the supermarket. Just like all the other foods, they believe in their own version of paradise in the Great Beyond. Little juice boxes like these believe they’ll be going to good homes where a family of their very own will love and cherish them. A safe place, especially away from the German aisle. Juice boxes can be bought separately or with the entire package litter.

Juicy has been in the supermarket for quite a while, watching as his siblings are chosen one by one by tiny gods(children). Except for him. Impatient and determined, Juicy takes matters into his own hands but soon makes a grave mistake. He didn’t mean for this to happen. He just didn’t want to end up alone.

Stay tuned for the comic my darlings. (I’m sad already. What have I done?…)