Sheltering Home (Equius X Reader)
Beth gestured at one of the cages silently. It was obviously meant to hold the more violent animals, but even then it was bent. You hesitantly knelt in front of it and gasped.
Inside was a strange, strange thing. It had the body of a dark blue grub, but the head was of a grey humanoid. It also had… horns. It glared at you defiantly and let out an angry shriek.
You fell back in shock, spluttering all the way. Beth giggled at your reaction. “He doesn’t like being in the cage, but I couldn’t leave him out.” She said.
You stared at her in shock for a few minutes, still trying to process what you were seeing. “What is he?” you whispered.
Beth shrugged lightly. “A grub, or at least that’s what the letter he came with said. He showed up at the door today in a picnic basket with a letter. But all the letter said was that he was a grub and he needed a home. Since your folks are away and you’re so good with poor stray animals, I called you!” she explained.
You shook your head in disbelief. “What the hell am I supposed to do with it?!” you exclaimed. There were a million questions buzzing in your head, but you couldn’t seem to voice them.
Beth rolled her eyes. “He’s actually really well behaved. He’s just not big on being caged. Couldn’t you take care of him, at least until your parents get back from wherever, please?” she begged.
You huffed a bit and turned away. There was no way you’d be taking care of such a weird thing! You heard the cage screech open. You turned back to Beth to find yourself face to face with the grub. You shrieked in surprise and jumped back, making Beth laugh her head off.
The grub grumbled a little and looked away, a light blue blush dusting his cheeks. Beth shoved him into your arms and you were forced to hold him. He squeaked a bit and wiggled in your grasp. “See? He’s a sweetie! Come on, it’s just for a little while!” Beth wheedled.
You sighed and glared at the grub, who glared back with the same intensity. You noticed that one of his horns was broken and felt a twinge of guilt at being so adverse to him. He was kind of cute…
You sighed. “Fine, fine. I’ll take him for a while. As long as he doesn’t cause too much trouble.” You agreed. You had been absently petting the little grub, and it began to purr.
You and Beth shared a glance before bursting into a fit of giggles. The little dude looked too stern to be doing something as cutesy as purring. The grub huffed and wiggled in an attempt to escape your grasp. You stopped petting him and smiled.
“Well, I guess it won’t be so bad. Do you know what to feed him?” you ask. After all, if you’re going to be caring for the little guy, you need to know what you’re doing.
Beth shrugged. “He’s carnivorous, so meat chopped into little cubes should be good. I dunno, there’s probably more he likes, but you’ll have to figure it out yourself.” She said.
She glanced at the clock and frowned. “You’d better jet, I still have a lot to do before we open, and not a lot of time to do it. Good luck with the grub!” she said as she shooed you out.
You waved to your friend and turned your attention to the grub. “Ok, so I’m going to have you on my lap for the drive home. Don’t wiggle too much, kapeesh?” you asked him.
He huffed and ‘screed’ a bit, which you assumed was a yes. You chuckled. This was going to be hard to explain to Dave.