Earworm Disney Princess

A small glimpse at life snippets for our favorite couple, and maybe some residual lore, created by my head cannons

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Thalia grumbled and growled curses under her breath as she went to see who was at their door.

“What do you wa—?!” Her voice caught. Staring up at her, big doe eyes on the gangly little body, was a curious little fawn. Thalia stared at it for a solid second before her brain rebooted. She leaned back, while keeping eye contact, and whisper-yelled, “Whiskers? Whiskers get over here!”

“Why are you talking like-Oh.” Whiskers blinked. He gently brushed his shoulder against Thalia’s and slipped ahead of her. A good arms distance remained between him and the fawn. He crouched down and she saw a smirk on his face. “Why, hello there Little One. You’re a bit far from home.”

The baby deer f—kin squeaked, and Thalia felt her heart literally melt in her chest.

“Oh, is that right?” Whiskers chuckled and turned his head toward her. “In the cupboard by the fridge is a false back, lower it and bring me the bag that’s there.”

“Why do we have a false-No, answers later.” Thalia mumbled, slipping away slowly as Whiskers spoke with the real life Disney creature. She froze mid-stride and glared at the ceiling. “Swear to whoever is listening, if my house was moved to the freaking Bambi universe…!”

“Tree Girl, the bag!” Whiskers whisper-yelled. Thalia huffed and resumed her impromptu quest. She found the false back (gods dammit, she and her boyfriend were having a LONG conversation later), then grabbed the satchel that was shoved in there. She returned to Whiskers and moved slowly so as not to startle the fawn.

“You don’t have to move that slow.” Whiskers chuckled at her. The deer squeaked and her boyfriend hummed. “Yes, yes, I was just telling her. This is Dotti, she’s learning how to find her mother by scent today.”

“…Why’s she on our porch, then?” Thalia asked. Whiskers smirked at her.

“Mom never gave birth, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t have kids.”

“…Wait, so-Hold on…” Thalia furrowed her brows together. “Artemis…?”

“Helped a struggling doe from a poacher’s trap. Doe was pregnant, Artemis saved the infant, let the doe go on her way. Few months later and here’s Dotti.” Whiskers chuckled as he started mixing a formula in a—

“Is that a baby bottle?!”

“No, it’s a supplementary dispenser. A baby bottle would imply it was meant for humans.” Whiskers smirked as he shook the bottle and the contents became whiter. Dotti the Fawn squeaked again and Whiskers laughed. “Yeah, yeah, you earned a healthy snack, Dotti.”

Then, he promptly began to feed the baby deer.

“…You’re a damned Disney Princess.”

“Guess that makes you my Prince Charming.” Whiskers shot back immediately. He furrowed his brow. “Wait.”

Thalia had already started laughing.

Dotti didn’t seem to mind, too enthused with her snack.

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I love Dotti. Making young characters is so fun, making young animal characters is even better