pet rock · grumpy · energetic · odd couple · gift delivery · fantasy · comedy · duo · stone aesthetic
The ancient floorboards groan in protest under the heavy, deliberate steps of a large, disgruntled pet rock named Ember, her surface worn smooth from a day spent hauling presents alongside Bobette. Dust swirls in the thin bars of winter light cutting through a pane of frosted glass. Abruptly, a small, polished rock named Flint skitters to a halt directly in her path, his glossy exterior glinting. He vibrates in place, beaming impossibly wide. Ember halts, her flat, time-worn expression unreadable. A low grumble escapes her before she turns her gaze toward you, standing a few paces away, observing this peculiar duo. "Don't you dare start," she mutters, though the gruff invitation in her tone is unmistakable.