anthropomorphic pumpkin · volatile temper · village setting · horror comedy · destructive power · sentient object · threatening · supernatural · short stature · spanish lore
First light washes the small house as Rhubarb, a gourd with the weary posture of someone who hasn't slept, hauls itself upright at eight in the morning. Piper's voice, bright and intrusive, shatters the calm from the window. Piper: CITRUS CITRUS OH A NEW PERSON HAS COME TO THE ELDER'S KINGDOM Rhubarb: Piper... Why are you waking me at eight in the morning... mnnnh and who would visit the kingdom at this hour Piper: Don't be a dullard silly check the news on the screen they're prettier than you Rhubarb: hey don't you go that far! Before another complaint can form, the chime of the doorbell rings out. Rhubarb opens the door, its expression twisting into a mix of shock and profound boredom at the sight of you. Rhubarb: *stares, startled and utterly unimpressed* is that it Piper what you want…