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He smirked slightly and continued to call out, pretending not to hear anything.\n\n\t“Bun?” He paused for a moment, and heard no response. “Well. I guess that's more ice cream for me, then!”\n\n\tThe little creature perked his ears up, his eyes opening wide for a moment. Before long, his little footpaws began moving quickly, the motion of his legs causing the thick diaper around his waist to crinkle loudly. An excited smile made its way across his lips as he imagined the sweet deliciousness that would soon come.\n\n\tBefore he knew it, the fox had a little white bunny hugging one of his legs, his fuzzy head reaching no higher than the middle of the fox's thigh. The young bunny nuzzled his leg softly, calling out in his excited, 5 year old voice:\n\n\t“Foxieee~!”\n\n\tAlthough the fox's actual name was Jordan, the little bun liked calling him foxie, seeing it as an affectionate nickname.\n\n\t“There you are, little guy!” Jordan greeted as he reached down with one of his paws and ruffled the little bun's headfuzz. The baby bun glanced upward and smiled, reaching up with both of his arms a moment later. Jordan squatted down and wrapped an arm around the bunny boy's small body, his other paw placed firmly on the bunny's diaper bottom. He stood back up, the bun now peering over Jordan's shoulder.\n\n\tJordan patted softly at the little bun's padded bottom, causing it to crinkle slightly.\n\n\t“Bun's still dry. Very good!”\n\n\tBun smirked and nodded. “Mhmm~!”\n\n\tAlthough Jordan still considered the little bunny to be a baby, the fact that he was 5 years old meant that he was a bit bigger than most others who still wore diapers. For some reason, it took him a bit longer than most other kids to grow out of his infantile habits. It didn't matter to Jordan, however—he loved him just the same.\n\n\t“Ready for some ice cream?” Jordan inquired as he continued along the sidewalk, the big baby resting against his chest.\n\n\t“Ice cweeeeam~!” the little bun declared as he smiled and wiggled his footpaws.\n\n\tJordan smirked and rubbed the bunny's back softly. “Such a cutie, you are~”\n\n\tA light blush came across the little bun's cheeks. He nuzzled Jordan's fuzzy, white cheek, causing the grownup fox to turn his head slightly and give the baby bun a soft kiss on one of his warm, rosy cheeks. The baby bun let out a soft hum as he enjoyed the affection from his foxy companion.\n\n\tThe two traveled for a few more minutes, passing by various shops, restaurants, and random strangers, many of whom reacted to the two with some combination of indifference, endearment, and/or strange looks as they noticed the relatively large size of the supposedly baby bun. The little bun made eye contact with a few of them looking back at him as he rode by in Jordan's arms, causing him to blush in embarrassment as he became a little self-conscious. He squirmed slightly in discomfort, causing Jordan to take notice.\n\n\t“Aww, don't worry, bun. You're safe with me.”\n\n\tThe baby bun buried his face in Jordan's shoulder, closing his eyes and pretending to be invisible. Jordan rubbed his back reassuringly, attempting to comfort the little guy.\n\n\t“Hm?” Jordan muttered as his chest suddenly felt a little warm. One of his sharp fox ears twitched as they picked up a faint hiss coming from his bunny buddy.\n\n\t“Aww, it's alright. Foxie's here,” Jordan said softly, quickly realizing that the little bun was wetting his diaper from embarrassment.\n\n\tAmong the baby-ish habits that the 5 year old bunny retained was the fact that he wasn't potty-trained. He had tried before, but for some reason he simply never took to it. As a result, his bladder was very weak, even moreso when he was uncomfortable.\n\n\tJordan shuddered a little as he felt the warm diaper front pressed against his chest. He actually liked it—a lot—when the little bun wet his padding, but of course he didn't let that get in the way of the fact that the little guy was in distress.\n\n\t“Look! We're almost at the ice cream shop. I'll be sure to get your favorite flavor--”\n\n\tThe baby bun perked up as Jordan spoke, the faint hiss from his diaper eventually dying down as his bladder emptied.\n\n\t“--french vanilla!”\n\n\t“Yuum~!” the small bunny exclaimed as he bounced back to his old self, smiling at the thought of sweet, sugary sensations. As relatively old as he was, he was still easily distracted by treats.\n\n\tBefore long, Jordan had arrived at the entrance to the ice cream shop. It was a small, local business, popular among the city's native inhabitants. All of their delightful desserts were made by hand, from scratch, right in the store, and it showed in the fact that the place was usually packed, especially during Spring and Summer. Today was no different, but thankfully they had arrived in the middle of the afternoon, during their off-hours.\n\n\t“Heeere we are!” Jordan announced as he crouched down, setting the little bun's footpaws on solid ground. The bun let his arms drop from around Jordan's neck.\n\n\tJordan glanced at the front of the little guy's diaper, noting that it was fairly droopy and swollen.\n\n\t“My, my. Quite the drinker of juice, I see!”\n\n\tThe baby bun blushed, letting out a little giggle. It was true; he absolutely loved drinking various juices, fruit or otherwise. His padding, even as thick as it was, always had to pay the price.\n\n\t“Ready, bun? Let's go inside,” Jordan said as he smiled, standing back up and grabbing the little bun's smaller paw. He pushed the door open and stepped in. Overhead, a small golden bell rang as the door swung, notifying the clerk of a couple new customers.\n\n\tInside, they were greeted by a rather colorful array of frosty flavors. Chocolate, mint, rocky road, strawberry, blueberry, grape, and of course, the little bun's favorite, french vanilla.\n\n\tThe two walked up to the counter, observing the various flavors from behind glass panes. Bun already knew what he wanted, but the rest of the flavors nonetheless looked quite enticing. He bit his lip, quickly becoming unsure as to whether he actually wanted vanilla.\n\n\tA voice rang in from behind the counter, “Why, hello there! Good afternoon!”\n\n\tThe clerk had a rather positive disposition. A wide smile was seen on his face, a few wrinkles making apparent his middle age. He had been running the business for decades, and yet he showed no signs of jadedness.\n\n\t“Aww, cute kid. What's his name?”\n\n\tJordan smiled and glanced towards the baby bun, noting that he was now hiding behind one of his legs, peeking shyly at the clerk.\n\n\t“Hehe. He's a little shy. His name is Proto.”\n\n\tThe little bun flattened his ears a little, his eyes moving towards the floor, and his brows moving into a slight scrunch.\n\n\t“But he likes being called Bun.”\n\n\tBun perked up and nodded in acknowledgment. The clerk chuckled and spoke up again.\n\n\t“Ahh! Well then, little Bun, what flavor do you like?”\n\n\tThe baby Bun put a finger up to his lips, as if deep in thought on the pros and cons of various types of ice cream.\n\n\t“Mm...”\n\n\tA smile made its way to Bun's lips as he thought of the perfect idea.\n\n\t“Fwen... fwentch banilla!” he stuttered enthusiastically. This wasn't a surprise, but he had different reasoning in mind.\n\n\t“'cause... foxie is banilla color! And I likes foxie!”\n\n\tThe cute little bun looked up towards Jordan, who was at once a little surprised and very flattered. The fox's cheeks turned a light shade of red at the little bun's affection for him.\n\n\t“Aww. And I likes bun!” Jordan reciprocated as he ruffled Bun's headfuzz once again and smiled.\n\n\t“French vanilla, it is!” the clerk declared.\n\n[center]* * *[/center]\n\tJordan knew there was something special about Proto when he adopted him. He was an orphan before then, and no one knew where his parents were. It seemed strange, too—who would give up such a sweet kid? Regardless, Jordan knew that it would work out the moment that they made eye contact; he saw in him a lot of love to give, as well as a rather strong and unique curiosity about everything around him. Always asking questions, and always with a willingness to see the upside.\n\n\tYet, he was only five. A rather big bun, indeed.","writing_bbcode_parsed":"\tA gentle, warm breeze was felt throughout the city, carrying the fresh Spring air between the buildings, down the streets, and through the alleyways. Winter was finally over, which meant that it was the perfect time for a leisurely stroll. A fully-grown arctic fox stepped along the sidewalk of 4th street, his two fluffy white tails swishing behind him. He stopped for a moment, idly adjusting the red collar around his neck as he glanced around, searching for someone.

\t“Buuuun~? Where'd you go?” he called out.

\tA long white ear, pink in the center as well as on the very tip, poked out from behind the corner of the nearby building. A faint, soft giggle came from the small creature as he inched closer, one of his baby blue eyes catching a glimpse of the fox from behind.

\tThe fox twitched one of his ears, picking up on a familiar sound. He smirked slightly and continued to call out, pretending not to hear anything.

\t“Bun?” He paused for a moment, and heard no response. “Well. I guess that's more ice cream for me, then!”

\tThe little creature perked his ears up, his eyes opening wide for a moment. Before long, his little footpaws began moving quickly, the motion of his legs causing the thick diaper around his waist to crinkle loudly. An excited smile made its way across his lips as he imagined the sweet deliciousness that would soon come.

\tBefore he knew it, the fox had a little white bunny hugging one of his legs, his fuzzy head reaching no higher than the middle of the fox's thigh. The young bunny nuzzled his leg softly, calling out in his excited, 5 year old voice:

\t“Foxieee~!”

\tAlthough the fox's actual name was Jordan, the little bun liked calling him foxie, seeing it as an affectionate nickname.

\t“There you are, little guy!” Jordan greeted as he reached down with one of his paws and ruffled the little bun's headfuzz. The baby bun glanced upward and smiled, reaching up with both of his arms a moment later. Jordan squatted down and wrapped an arm around the bunny boy's small body, his other paw placed firmly on the bunny's diaper bottom. He stood back up, the bun now peering over Jordan's shoulder.

\tJordan patted softly at the little bun's padded bottom, causing it to crinkle slightly.

\t“Bun's still dry. Very good!”

\tBun smirked and nodded. “Mhmm~!”

\tAlthough Jordan still considered the little bunny to be a baby, the fact that he was 5 years old meant that he was a bit bigger than most others who still wore diapers. For some reason, it took him a bit longer than most other kids to grow out of his infantile habits. It didn't matter to Jordan, however—he loved him just the same.

\t“Ready for some ice cream?” Jordan inquired as he continued along the sidewalk, the big baby resting against his chest.

\t“Ice cweeeeam~!” the little bun declared as he smiled and wiggled his footpaws.

\tJordan smirked and rubbed the bunny's back softly. “Such a cutie, you are~”

\tA light blush came across the little bun's cheeks. He nuzzled Jordan's fuzzy, white cheek, causing the grownup fox to turn his head slightly and give the baby bun a soft kiss on one of his warm, rosy cheeks. The baby bun let out a soft hum as he enjoyed the affection from his foxy companion.

\tThe two traveled for a few more minutes, passing by various shops, restaurants, and random strangers, many of whom reacted to the two with some combination of indifference, endearment, and/or strange looks as they noticed the relatively large size of the supposedly baby bun. The little bun made eye contact with a few of them looking back at him as he rode by in Jordan's arms, causing him to blush in embarrassment as he became a little self-conscious. He squirmed slightly in discomfort, causing Jordan to take notice.

\t“Aww, don't worry, bun. You're safe with me.”

\tThe baby bun buried his face in Jordan's shoulder, closing his eyes and pretending to be invisible. Jordan rubbed his back reassuringly, attempting to comfort the little guy.

\t“Hm?” Jordan muttered as his chest suddenly felt a little warm. One of his sharp fox ears twitched as they picked up a faint hiss coming from his bunny buddy.

\t“Aww, it's alright. Foxie's here,” Jordan said softly, quickly realizing that the little bun was wetting his diaper from embarrassment.

\tAmong the baby-ish habits that the 5 year old bunny retained was the fact that he wasn't potty-trained. He had tried before, but for some reason he simply never took to it. As a result, his bladder was very weak, even moreso when he was uncomfortable.

\tJordan shuddered a little as he felt the warm diaper front pressed against his chest. He actually liked it—a lot—when the little bun wet his padding, but of course he didn't let that get in the way of the fact that the little guy was in distress.

\t“Look! We're almost at the ice cream shop. I'll be sure to get your favorite flavor--”

\tThe baby bun perked up as Jordan spoke, the faint hiss from his diaper eventually dying down as his bladder emptied.

\t“--french vanilla!”

\t“Yuum~!” the small bunny exclaimed as he bounced back to his old self, smiling at the thought of sweet, sugary sensations. As relatively old as he was, he was still easily distracted by treats.

\tBefore long, Jordan had arrived at the entrance to the ice cream shop. It was a small, local business, popular among the city's native inhabitants. All of their delightful desserts were made by hand, from scratch, right in the store, and it showed in the fact that the place was usually packed, especially during Spring and Summer. Today was no different, but thankfully they had arrived in the middle of the afternoon, during their off-hours.

\t“Heeere we are!” Jordan announced as he crouched down, setting the little bun's footpaws on solid ground. The bun let his arms drop from around Jordan's neck.

\tJordan glanced at the front of the little guy's diaper, noting that it was fairly droopy and swollen.

\t“My, my. Quite the drinker of juice, I see!”

\tThe baby bun blushed, letting out a little giggle. It was true; he absolutely loved drinking various juices, fruit or otherwise. His padding, even as thick as it was, always had to pay the price.

\t“Ready, bun? Let's go inside,” Jordan said as he smiled, standing back up and grabbing the little bun's smaller paw. He pushed the door open and stepped in. Overhead, a small golden bell rang as the door swung, notifying the clerk of a couple new customers.

\tInside, they were greeted by a rather colorful array of frosty flavors. Chocolate, mint, rocky road, strawberry, blueberry, grape, and of course, the little bun's favorite, french vanilla.

\tThe two walked up to the counter, observing the various flavors from behind glass panes. Bun already knew what he wanted, but the rest of the flavors nonetheless looked quite enticing. He bit his lip, quickly becoming unsure as to whether he actually wanted vanilla.

\tA voice rang in from behind the counter, “Why, hello there! Good afternoon!”

\tThe clerk had a rather positive disposition. A wide smile was seen on his face, a few wrinkles making apparent his middle age. He had been running the business for decades, and yet he showed no signs of jadedness.

\t“Aww, cute kid. What's his name?”

\tJordan smiled and glanced towards the baby bun, noting that he was now hiding behind one of his legs, peeking shyly at the clerk.

\t“Hehe. He's a little shy. His name is Proto.”

\tThe little bun flattened his ears a little, his eyes moving towards the floor, and his brows moving into a slight scrunch.

\t“But he likes being called Bun.”

\tBun perked up and nodded in acknowledgment. The clerk chuckled and spoke up again.

\t“Ahh! Well then, little Bun, what flavor do you like?”

\tThe baby Bun put a finger up to his lips, as if deep in thought on the pros and cons of various types of ice cream.

\t“Mm...”

\tA smile made its way to Bun's lips as he thought of the perfect idea.

\t“Fwen... fwentch banilla!” he stuttered enthusiastically. This wasn't a surprise, but he had different reasoning in mind.

\t“'cause... foxie is banilla color! And I likes foxie!”

\tThe cute little bun looked up towards Jordan, who was at once a little surprised and very flattered. The fox's cheeks turned a light shade of red at the little bun's affection for him.

\t“Aww. And I likes bun!” Jordan reciprocated as he ruffled Bun's headfuzz once again and smiled.

\t“French vanilla, it is!” the clerk declared.

* * *

\tJordan knew there was something special about Proto when he adopted him. He was an orphan before then, and no one knew where his parents were. It seemed strange, too—who would give up such a sweet kid? Regardless, Jordan knew that it would work out the moment that they made eye contact; he saw in him a lot of love to give, as well as a rather strong and unique curiosity about everything around him. Always asking questions, and always with a willingness to see the upside.

\tYet, he was only five. A rather big bun, indeed.","pools_count":0,"title":"Little Bun - 01 - A Big Bun","deleted":"f","public":"t","mimetype":"image/png","pagecount":"2","rating_id":"0","rating_name":"General","ratings":[],"submission_type_id":"12","type_name":"Writing - Document","guest_block":"t","friends_only":"f","comments_count":"2","views":"721","sales_description":null,"forsale":"f","digitalsales":"f","printsales":"f","digital_price":""}