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I peeked into the room, which appeared to be dry storage. A smart move on the borer’s part, as humans would be less likely to look for holes in the supply closet. The coast seemed to be clear, so I walked out, heading towards the light under the door to the kitchen.
I didn’t get far before a sharp needle was thrust directly into my face. I stopped just short of losing an eye.
“What are you doing here?” a voice demanded. It was far squeakier than I would have expected from an assailant.
I held my hands up in surrender, inspecting the form behind the sewing needle. The menni, who was actually still a child on closer inspection, was glaring at me, though he looked somewhat nervous. “State your business!” he prompted when I didn’t answer.
I opened my mouth to speak, but a shuffling noise from above distracted me.
“You say something, ‘Kota?” From the shelf above, another menni poked his head out to see what the commotion was about. “Oh!” He dropped down when he saw that his friend wasn’t alone and ran up. He wasn’t quite as young as his friend, but he wasn’t exactly an adult either.
”He won’t talk to me,” the younger menni complained.
The newcomer pushed the point of his friend’s needle down. “That’s because it looks like you’re mugging him.”

I've been sitting on this sketch for like a month so I lined and rendered it just to get it off my to-draw list.

(Story Scene: "In Search of Research")

Description

I peeked into the room, which appeared to be dry storage. A smart move on the borer’s part, as humans would be less likely to look for holes in the supply closet. The coast seemed to be clear, so I walked out, heading towards the light under the door to the kitchen.
I didn’t get far before a sharp needle was thrust directly into my face. I stopped just short of losing an eye.
“What are you doing here?” a voice demanded. It was far squeakier than I would have expected from an assailant.
I held my hands up in surrender, inspecting the form behind the sewing needle. The menni, who was actually still a child on closer inspection, was glaring at me, though he looked somewhat nervous. “State your business!” he prompted when I didn’t answer.
I opened my mouth to speak, but a shuffling noise from above distracted me.
“You say something, ‘Kota?” From the shelf above, another menni poked his head out to see what the commotion was about. “Oh!” He dropped down when he saw that his friend wasn’t alone and ran up. He wasn’t quite as young as his friend, but he wasn’t exactly an adult either.
”He won’t talk to me,” the younger menni complained.
The newcomer pushed the point of his friend’s needle down. “That’s because it looks like you’re mugging him.”

I've been sitting on this sketch for like a month so I lined and rendered it just to get it off my to-draw list.

(Story Scene: "In Search of Research")