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‧₊˚✧ Meg's Dandy One Shots ✧˚₊‧

Summary:

A Collection of One Shots that I've been requested to write! Because I want to get back into writing but suck at motivating if I feel like I'm doing the fic for myself. Please put requests in Chapter One! My boundaries are in that chapter as well.

It might take a bit for me to get to you depending on my motivation, but I'll reply as soon as I see and write as quick as I can for ya!

Chapter 1

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Heyo! I've been wanting to get back into writing lately but have been super duper failing at motivating myself for it. Part of that might be because I just got a cold and my period, but eeeeehh it's whatever regardless. I added the base form of everybody's toon, and will write stuff for the twisted forms of everyone as well! Right now this is all by its self, but I plan to eventually make a series where I have all my fandoms each with their own one shot book!

 

Here's more info on what I will write:
(✩) Angst
(✩) Rarepairs
(✩) Polyamory
(✩) Implied Death/Suicide (And other mental health triggers) (All will be tagged in the top notes and in bold before the rest of the one shot!)
(✩) Age Regression (NOT AGEPLAY. I WILL DELETE AND IGNORE ANY REQUESTS THAT SHOW UP.)
(✩) Miscommunication/toxic ship content
(✩) PG13 Maturity level things (regarding romance/violence)

And now here's what I won't:
(★) Smut/Lemon
(★) In-depth violence
(★) Incest or MAP ships (AKA anything romantic with Toodles, Scraps w/ Goob, Cosmo w/ Ginger)

 

‧₊˚✧ I reserve the right to come back and edit these terms (with a chapter posting a notice for major updates) and deny any request that makes me uncomfortable! While I don't owe an explanation for if I do deny a request, I usually try to communicate why! Feel free to just say hi in the comments as well :3 ✧˚₊‧

Chapter 2: Yatta and Scraps

Summary:

Drax asks: Can you please 🙏 make yatta x scraps where yatta is hyper as ever but its nighttime so scraps is sleepy af so scraps just picks yatta up and carries her to bed (I headcanon yatta as being quite light cuz, y'know) and then scraps falls asleep on yatta so yatta has a gay panic
And I go: Hell yeah my colds has finally released me from it's clutches!

Notes:

There is a mention of a cozy drink, so if you are sensitive to food mentions, please keep an eye out for it! The last sentence before is: 'Yatta merely squealed with laughter, kicking her legs joyously.' The sentence where the topic switches is: 'As a couple of videos made their way through the screen...'

Both will be in bold in the story text! The mentions aren't in depth or detailed, but I would much rather tag and be safe than sorry.

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

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It was a regular night at Gardenview, and it had been a pretty productive day, with two full runs going out in the morning and two more at night that were still out. Those who had gone in the morning were now most likely asleep for a bit now, having filled their stomachs with lunch and wandered off to their rooms to de-stress from the run and then fall asleep. Thankfully all of the runs had gotten back safely and without too much drama today!

 

Currently Scraps and Yatta were hanging around in the lobby, seeing as the two were waiting on Goobs and Looey to get back from their runs and weren't too tired yet… Well, Yatta wasn’t. Scraps hadn’t been too tired until fairly recently, and now she was just honestly kinda curled up in the corner of one of the benches, watching as Yatta ran laps around the tree, muttering the occasional “mhm” and “yeah?” as whatever Yatta rambled on about flew out of her mouth just about as fast as she made her way around the lobby. 

 

Scaps wouldn't trade this moment for anything right now, honestly. Sure she was really close to passing out, and the energy levels were wildly mismatched, but she was with one of her favorite toons in the whole show. She was content to half doze off listening to the pinata ramble on about the different types of candies and watching out for the creak of the elevators that meant Goob and Looey and the others were back home safe and sound.

 

Maybe it was just cause she was dozing off, but the bittersweet ding! of the elevators happened relatively soon and Yatta was bouncing all around the toons that emerged out, most looking kinda frazzled but all safely back in one piece. As Scraps handed out bandages to those who had been slightly less lucky and listened to the battle stories of the runs, near misses, epic saves, Yatta lifted the spirits of the more shaken ones.

 

Eventually, Scraps and Yatta were the only two left in the lobby, with Yatta still just running laps around the tree again. Scraps raised an eyebrow. It was almost three am, usually Yatta at least started to wind down with a snack and ToonTube by now.

 

A soft “Oooooh,” fell from Scraps lips as she realized what was up. She didn’t think Yatta was necessarily regressed right now… but the way her hyperactive friend was running around reminding her like when a baby kitten or puppy just wanted to play play play play despite the fact that they were tired, essentially so caught up in the fun that they didn't realize they were just about ready to hit the sack, HARD. 

 

“Hey Yatta, how much candy did you have today?” Scraps checked in, yawning a bit as she asked.



“Dunno!” was the cheerful response paired with a shrug. “I don’t think it was quite as much as yesterday though.”


“That’s good I guess… but also, it’s almost three am.”


“And?” Yatta tilted her head a little bit as she ran, and soon as she got close enough, Scraps saw her chance to strike, scooping up the other toon under one arm. Yatta merely squealed with laughter, kicking her legs joyously.

 

“And, that means it’s milk time. And I can’t heat up some oat milk without a milk buddy!” Despite Yatta wriggling around, Scraps was still able to hold onto the pinata with ease, being... Well. Y’know.

 

“The insanity of that!” Yatta agreed with a gasp.

 

“I know!” Scraps giggled back.

 

Soon the pair was in the kitchen, Scraps shaking up the container of milk as Yatta sat on the island. Sure, Cosmo and Sprout would have their heads if they saw this… but the strawberry and cake roll were likely both curled up for the night a decent while ago, seeing as they were a part of the earlier runs.

 

In no time at all, Scraps was pulling the oat milk off the stove just before it got to a boiling point, pouring it into two mugs and setting the little pot she had used to warm it in the sink with enough water to have the pot not be too much of a butt pain to clean come the morning.

 

“Okay, now you know what we need?” Scraps asked after she and Yatta had each savored a few sips of their toasty beverage. Yatta tilted her head, a non verbal question Scraps was glad to respond to. “Cozy time.”


Yatta let Scraps take her hand as the pair wandered to their bedrooms, crashing in Scraps’ because it was a bit closer.

 

In next to no time at all, the pair were bundled up together under a comforter, ToonTube playing softly in the background as they leaned against each other, mostly sitting up to finish their oat milk in between the giggles of silly videos and late night gossip.

 

As a couple of videos made their way through the screen, the girls sunk deeper and deeper into the warmth of the bedding and snuggled closer. Scraps wasn’t really paying too much attention to Yatta, just content to be warm and close and relaxing to whatever the algorithm chose. At least, till she heard a snore. 

 

Her heart admittedly skipped a beat. She hadn’t thought this far ahead! She didn't realize that Yatta would fall asleep here and now, she thought maybe… I dunno, that there would be just enough time for the both of them to realize they were closer to asleep than not and go off to be alone for the rest of the night and then fall asleep after squealing into their pillows and kicking their feet.

 

But now??? Yatta was here??? For the rest of the night??? I mean… yeah. Scraps would feel awful waking her up! And the fact Yatta felt safe enough to fall asleep next to her made her heart squirm in the happiest way it ever had. It felt even greater than when she finally finished an art project she had spent ages on trying to get perfect, finally just right.

 

So Scraps stayed, still as a mouse, petrified to disturb her slumbering crush next to her. This was fine. Mhm, yep! Even if she didn’t sleep at all, at least she could make sure Yatta didn't get any nightmares about being stuck in a run or something. That was what coffee was for in the morning, even if she would have to deal with Sprout nagging her about the importance of sleep as he added more ground beans and water to the pot.

 

Yatta was more on Scraps then on the bed, and Scraps was fine with that, just doing her best to space out and relax again as she played with the pink, blue, and yellow strands on the pinata’s head. That is, till the door creaked open, and Scraps head shot over to turn and see who it was.

 

She relaxed a bit when she saw who it was, just Goob. He was probably checking in to see why she hadn’t checked by to say she was going to head off and try and sleep for the night like she usually did, and, well… now he knew why.

 

The siblings stared at each other in perfect silence for a moment, Scraps frozen in the act of fiddling with Yatta’s hair like ribbons. Slowly, after frog blinking a few times, Goob flicked off the light for his sister, slowly backing out of the tiny bit he had to enter her room to flick the light off.

 

Scraps couldn't help the little sigh that escaped her, and she felt the muscles that were tense slowly melt back into a content, almost liquid-y state, and the cat-like toon finally started to drift off to sleep after the long day. Scraps was more asleep than not when her door creaked open for what had better be the last time tonight!

 

She barely had time to process what was going on before a white flash and click of a shutter filled the room, making her tail lash in aggravation as she instinctively held up a hand to shield Yatta’s eyes from it.


Groggily, she processed just quite what the fuck had happened, realizing that the last clues she had before her door closed once more was the tell tale shine of a balloon and her brother’s giggle. Looey and Goob… oh, she would so get them back later… just as soon as her eyes stopped feeling so heavy.

Notes:

Am I doing these a bit out of order to the timing they were requested? Yeah... (the author says guiltily) BUT, I have outlines for the other two requests I had as of 4/1/2025 (HAPPY APRIL FOOLS) and have full intents to actually make my outlines for those two coherent after I get some rest and have shaken off the morning grogginess.