The look on Gran's face was priceless as he felt the wetness of baby spit seep dribble down his flank. His attempts to escape were thwarted by the little Miqo'te infant - who would just maintain his grip and toddle along with him. Even a few shakes of his hindquarters would not loosen Mikh'a's grip. And when his mother tried to step in, he let out such a wail! Well, if she couldn't do something he would.
That something, of course, being trying to pull the child off himself. Which led to a rather unintended side-effect of the two of them puttering around in a circle as the baby behemoth sought to find any sort of purchase. He tried for the fiery-hued tail a couple times, but it was flicking around so much in happy contentment that it proved near impossible to get a hold on. Thus, he made for tighter circles as he sought to isntead remove Mikh'a by the seat of his pants. The scene was rather distracting for the purple porker's green-haired owner, and possibly a few other onlookers as well.
"O-oh, um, yeah," Chachanji managed when he realized Lili had been talking to him, turning to face her with an awkward grin and bashfully rubbing at the back of his neck. His violet orbs kept drifting to the antics of baby and behemoth, though. "Got a lengthy job from Ms. Momodi, so I'm back in Ul'dah fer a bit. Had ta bring Gran wit me, too. He hates bein' cooped up fer more'n a day."
He fully turned his head back towards his peculiar pet.
"I still 'member th' time I left fer Mist fer a couple days while we were still livin' here at th' Hourglass," he mused as he placed his gloved hands onto his hips. "Came back ta such a mess. Been tryin' ta either bring 'im wit me or have someone watch over 'im ever since."
That something, of course, being trying to pull the child off himself. Which led to a rather unintended side-effect of the two of them puttering around in a circle as the baby behemoth sought to find any sort of purchase. He tried for the fiery-hued tail a couple times, but it was flicking around so much in happy contentment that it proved near impossible to get a hold on. Thus, he made for tighter circles as he sought to isntead remove Mikh'a by the seat of his pants. The scene was rather distracting for the purple porker's green-haired owner, and possibly a few other onlookers as well.
"O-oh, um, yeah," Chachanji managed when he realized Lili had been talking to him, turning to face her with an awkward grin and bashfully rubbing at the back of his neck. His violet orbs kept drifting to the antics of baby and behemoth, though. "Got a lengthy job from Ms. Momodi, so I'm back in Ul'dah fer a bit. Had ta bring Gran wit me, too. He hates bein' cooped up fer more'n a day."
He fully turned his head back towards his peculiar pet.
"I still 'member th' time I left fer Mist fer a couple days while we were still livin' here at th' Hourglass," he mused as he placed his gloved hands onto his hips. "Came back ta such a mess. Been tryin' ta either bring 'im wit me or have someone watch over 'im ever since."
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