『 Bassie 🧺 』"Ill definitely remember that little sweetheart."

Coughs someone request smth pleas...shakes and cries

『 info 』: Reader is gender neutral and a child. This is platonic of course ^^

〔

Edited 〕❤️‍🩹

          .♥︎         « ┐( ⋆.˚ 🧺 ˚⋆.)┌ »          ♥︎.

"

Alright, sweetheart—" Your mother smiled down at you, releasing your hand as you squealed in excitement and ran off before she could continue, leaving both your mother and father baffled but amused.

"Goodness," she chuckled, shaking her head as she watched you disappear, turning around and walking off elsewhere themselves. They knew you'd be safe here and thus trusted their choice in deciding to part ways from you.

.
.
.

You walked around with a big, beaming smile, walking past a few toons, eyes going over as you searched for a very specific one.

You passed a tall strawberry toon named Sprout, giving out sweet treats with his best pal Cosmo, another toon with strong, thin elastic arms that he used to give great hugs- named Goob and his paper-cat sister, Scraps.

Some kids ran around giggling, baskets in hand looking for eggs hidden around the educational center of Gardenview. You narrowly dodged a few, stumbling slightly.

"Wow, that was close!—" you yelped, another kid running smack dab into you, the harsh collision sending your foreheads smacking into eachothers. You hissed in pain, both of you falling back on your butts.

Your eyes went bleary, tears welling up as looked forward teary-eyed at the boy that ran into you.

You both held your heads, on the verge of sobbing as you both experienced the sharp aches in your little heads. With that, you erupted into tears, holding your, the boy frowning as you began wailing.

"Y—you big baby!-" he stuttered out angrily, as if he, himself also wasn't on the verge of tears. His insult didn't help, making you cry more and curl up on yourself.

You felt gentle, mitten like hands grab onto your waist, carefully lifting you up.

"Oh my—are you alright?" You heard an unfamiliar voice ask. Turning your head, you seen as the little boy you collided with was helped up by a brown bunny looking toon, leading him away from you to avoid a conflict.

Your tears calmed down. You sniffled ams finally focused on the kind voice.

Your eyes widened, a shocked gasp leaving you as stared in awe at the very toon you had been seeking out.

Infront of you was the new Easter basket themed cartoon character your mommy had told you about. She was holding you right now!

Her head was that of a brown basket, the handles reminding you of a cute puppy dogs ears as they hung down at the sides of her head. Her sleeveless top was a simple purple color while the skirt of her long dress mimicked the petals of the same pink and purple flowers in her head, and the long, green stripes of her socks being like the stem.

Bassie was like a pretty flower to you...if flowers had baskets as heads or something.

Her cartoonish eyes stared at you in empathy, but shifted on her feet nervously under your stare. Bassie set you down gently, sweatdropping as you continued to gaze up.

Were you evee going to blink??

She didn't know what to think, there infront of you standing as you stared in silent, absolute awe. But she couldn't decipher such as awe- not used to being so...admired.

"Uh— are you okay?" Bassie asked again, kneeling to eye height with you. A crease appearing on her forehead as she furrowed a brow in concern and confusion.

You simply blinked, fluttering your teary lashes at the pretty toon. The question flew over your little air head, making her let out a small sound of nervousness.

After a moment of contemplation, she smiled with an idea, reaching up and plucking a pink-petaled flower from her head and offering it out to you. Finally, she caught your attention, your eyes followed the offering.

"Here you go! Would this help you feel better?" Bassie asked, taking on a hopeful, enthused tone as she swayed her hands slightly. The flowers petals swayed with the movement, enticing you further.

"Yes!" You cheered, taking the flower from her cupped hands and into your own.

The pink flower made your heart explode, happy to finally meet the new toon and get a pretty flower from her.

You squealed, jumping forwards and wrapping your arms around her shoulders. Bassie yelped out of surprise, eyes widening as she was suddenly tackled into a hug.

"Thank you, thank you! You're already my favorite toon ever!" You spoke rapidly, nuzzling into Bassie. She was further shocked by your innocent and cheerful words, finding her ichor ridden heart beating quicker.

No child had ever been...this happy to see her at all. Safe to say, the more enthused reactions were...for Cocoa.

"O—oh, wow..." she replied, her hands gently coming to rest on your back as she returned the hug. Those sweet words tugged at her heart strings.

Finally! She was someone's favorite. Maybe there was hope after all. She was perfectly capable—she knew it, she thought to herself giddily.

"Thank you so much, I appreciate it more than you could know!" She thanked, shutting her eyes as she gave you a gentle squeeze. Just as you pulled away, a gasp came from behind.

Both you and Bassie looked towards the voice, her arms loosening and releasing you as she recognized the similarities between you and these two adults—parents, she guesses.

"Oh my goodness, what happened??" Your mother asked, walking over carefully in her heels and kneeling, hands grabbing yours and pulling you closer to examine the knot forming on your forehead.

Bassie watched with a small smile, standing as she watched your mother and father fret over your little injury. You didn't answer, simply beginning to shove your pink flower onto their faces, beginning to yap in all your childish glory about the new toon giving you a flower.

She chuckled fondly, watching as they began leading you away, the two adults giving her a thankful smile and nod of recognition, which she returned shyly.

Bassie turned around, "Yes, I'll definitely remember that little sweetheart..." she thought to herself as she quietly walked off with a happy stip in her step.

             .♥︎         « ┐( ⋆.˚ 🧺 ˚⋆.)┌ »          ♥︎.