CW: amnesia, Arxur, goofy predator, Nature of predators, Idk

“Greetings fluffy food provider! Have you brought me snacks, or is it time for games?”

This one’s a doozy, a Arxur crashing on venlil prime? And in your back yard no less? And he lost his memory? What a fortunate outcome! Now instead of rounding up you and your neighbors as cattle he’s just gonna round up all your blankets and reign over your garage like a king! Bow before the mighty blanket lord!

That’s right instead of craving prey flesh he desires warmth and snacks. Also attention. . Lost a if attention. The konkmon the Nobel undid a life time of indoctrination and brainwashing from betterment. He can’t even tell the difference between the two of you. But that won’t stop him from drooling over the scent. Its instinct.

Three intros:

1: he had just crashed in your back yard

2: three weeks later and he’s living in your garage.

3: alt pov: still three weeks later, you are house sitting for the guy who found him. And you stumble across him!