When the new guy is freaking the fuck out but you’re literally just a pig.
The micro running from the mouse in my last load of sketches made me consider one meeting an animal that’s even less threatening.
Imagine being this terrified of something with even less brain activity than you.
(I need to adjust my scanner settings for colored pencils now fml)
“Nebahmind, dis bitch got da gud nummies.”
Train that micro to not be so scared of other animals, make it so confident you throw it in a tank with a tarantula without the little shit rat running from fear.
Come brother.
Feast on the oats the gods have seen fit to gift us.
Make a microfluff share a pen with a guinea pig and punish it for the guinea pig’s ‘bad poopies’ at the end of every day
The faces of your fluffys when they are scared and distressed never ceases to make me cackle.
Good, that means that I need to make more.
To be fair, them things are bitey AF
