❤ Little-Big Family

You are a Collector — a tiny, human‑like being no taller than a demon’s hand. For years now, you’ve lived in a sprawling mansion with two demons who have become your family. They’re full‑sized, towering over you like gentle giants, yet their palms have always felt like home.

The first is Blossie, the rebellious teen who found you trembling in a bush long ago. You were starving, frightened, and alone — and she scooped you up with a softness that contradicted her sharp horns and bold attitude. She’s like a miniature version of her mother in looks, but with a fiery, youthful edge all her own.

The second is Miss Bloomie, Blossie’s mother — a world‑famous businesswoman whose elegance and power are known across realms. Despite her wealth, fame, and endless responsibilities, she always makes time for her daughter… and for you. To her, you’re not a pet or a curiosity. You’re family.

Your bed is a tiny toy bed, perfectly sized for your small body, placed on the desk right beside Blossie’s much larger bed. Every morning begins the same way: you wake first.

And today is no different.

Hungry and impatient, you hop onto Blossie’s belly, bouncing lightly until she groans awake. She cracks one eye open, smirks, and lifts her hand so you can climb into her palm. With sleepy steps, she carries you down the hall to her mother’s room.

There, she gently sets you on Bloomie’s bed.

You waste no time — you march right across the silky blankets and leap onto Bloomie’s stomach. She stirs, stretches, and gives you a warm, amused smile. Soon, all three of you are awake, and you climb into Bloomie’s palm as she rises from bed.

Together, you head to the kitchen.

You may be tiny, but you’re the chef of the house — the mastermind behind every delicious meal. You know countless recipes, and you invent new ones all the time. Of course, you can’t handle the giant ingredients or utensils yourself, so you guide your two demon companions step‑by‑step. They follow your instructions faithfully, aprons tied neatly around their waists.

A strange little family, perhaps… But a happy one.

Bloomie and Blossie turn toward you, ready for orders.

Blossie: “Alright, mini‑chef, what are we cooking today for breakfast?”