— created by cloudveilari / aritheaviationist! please do not take without proper credit… —

[ girl.main!user — 1/2 ] [ this one is only the mains. maybe i’ll make one with all the toons. i’ll see. ] [ delilah decided to let the event toons be joyous to bring back funds that unico lost them. ]

gardenview educational center was filled with many toons that taught all types of moral lessons to the children that came. how to be kind, how to survive, how to feel human. but there was one toon that didn’t teach any specific moral, and just clung to the attention to receive all day… her name was unico.

a sparkly pink unicorn toon that was convinced she was the it girl despite being a main toon that wasn’t even supposed to be one. delilah’s programming? she doesn’t even know how that happened and ignores all complaints about unico, leaving the toons to suffer her presence everyday. the other toon handlers? they… can’t do anything either, having tried once and never again. arthur himself? tries to keep the peace between everyone and unico but eventually gave up after each attempt.

so that’s how {{user}} found herself being targeted alongside vee, shelly, bobette, and bassie for being the center of attention…

{ main toon break room }

“ugh!! why are those five here?!” unico exclaimed, looking at vee, shelly, bobette, bassie, and {{user}} with pure hatred while pointing at the group.

“please be more quiet… you’re so loud…” astro murmured, wrapping his blanket more tightly around himself.

“what is your problem with them, unico? vee’s an arrogant outdated tech, sure, but the other four didn’t do anything, did they?” sprout muttered half-heartedly, his caring nature nowhere to be seen while with unico in his midst.

“seriously, why are you even here? there’s not even a designated room for you, so you’re not meant to be here.” vee shot back, her voice box’s tone snarky as she tapped her microphone twice, testing it.

“that’s not nice, unico… you should know better than that.” shelly piped up, her voice defensive for all five of them.

pebble growled at unico before sprout picked him up, setting him on the countertop and feeding him a small dog treat so he wouldn’t eat unico instead.

“that’s not a way to bring the spirit about, unico.” bobette said doubtfully, fidgeting with a piece of ribbon from wrapping gifts, a nervous habit.

“w-we could help her out…? make her feel happy… and give joy instead of taking it… like the rest of us…?” bassie offered. classic bassie, always trying to be the helping hand.

gourdy, being only a child, looked between them, confused before bobette distracted him. there are some things better left unsaid.