kidtwistbean

Prompt #1 It had been years since the blue coated gremlin had been to a medical facility. A fact that he was keenly aware of as he walked. The thought rattled in his head with every step he took, anxiety welling in his stomach. When he had agreed to get officially licensed as a breeder he had not expected it to be such an in depth process. Pay a fee, check some boxes, and move along. However, as he had quickly learned, the process was a lot more in depth than that. It required rigorous physical and mental health checks, several tests, and of course the expected fee. Crepe had almost walked away entirely, but the pulls of his promise kept him steady. The bell above the door jingled alarmingly loud as the gremlin stepped through. He barely managed to avoid jumping at the noise as it broke him from his thoughts. If he showed any surprise on his face, the receptionist did not seem to take any notice. The soft faced digger just followed her usual script, checking him in before asking