Mixing Yukkuri

Anon could tell what it was and gave a sly grin. “Well done Reimu, you made it over. Put on your ribbon now.” His insides were fit to burst as he held in his laughter. Mixed Reimu looked intently at her ribbon, her voice slowly joining on the crying her sister was doing. Though she struggled, rolled, jumped and heaved, Reimu couldn’t pick up her ribbon because she no longer had her braids.

 

“W-Why won’d Weimu’s bwaids mwove?! Mwove ow Weimu will get weawwy angwy, eajy!”

“YUYAAA! GAN’D DAGE ID EAJY WIDDOUD EAJY WIBBON!” Alice continued to wail.

 

Their screams were annoying. His patience about worn thin, Anon grabbed both ribbons before placing both on the mixed Yukkuri's head. Given the mass of two Yukkuri made up it's contents, the two fit on with ease. "There, now take it easy for a while. I need to go get something. If you run away, I'll do bad things to your mother." Anon said, leaving the quivering sisters behind.

 

The two dared not move, looking at their distraught mother in the eyes through the glass of the yukkurarium. So focused we're they that they failed to hear the satisfied cry of "Wefweched no ze!" Coming from the room which Anon had entered. He came out shortly after, holding a small vial of transparent liquid.

 

"Whad is dad?! Doesn'd seem eajy..." Alice asked as Anon completely ignored her.

 

Anon sat at the workbench and carefully unscrewed the top of the vial, leering down at the mixed Yukkuri all the time. The tears hadn't stopped and it's eyes were slowly rolling back into it's head. Clearly something was happening, but Anon had one final test to perform for the night. He grabbed a large hypodermic needle and extracted the liquid from the vial.

 

The sight of the needle made the mixed sisters quickly catch on to the position they were in, yet as they tried to run away, the two cores were attempting to run in different directions, obviously confusing them and resulting in them going nowhere. “Now now, if you two struggle too much I’m going to miss and kill you.” Anon said, carefully holding down the Yukkuri as he took the needle and inserted it into it’s mamumamu.

 

“PIPIPIPIPI!!! SDOBBID OR WEIMU WILL DIE!!”

“NWOOOO!! DON’D WAND DO WEFWECH LIGE DIIIIIS!!”

 

The contents of the syringe emptied, Anon leaned back in his chair and readied his pencil, ignoring the pained cries of all three parties. The mixed sisters didn't lessen the flow of tears they'd kept up so far as the Marisa's "refreshing liquid" mixed in their system. Slowly but surely, not one but two stalks slowly emerged from the head of the Yukkuri. Observing the baby Yukkuri which were being formed only served to hasten Anon's scribbling.

 

A total of six Yukkuri were suspended above the mother's sobbing body after a while, but the effects of having mixed paste fed into them were interesting. One little Reimu had her ribbon made out of Alice's ribbon material. Another looked like a Marisa but had two blonde braids. Another looked like an Alice with Marisa's hat, around which her ribbon was tied. Meanwhile another looked to be a Reimu with Alice's blonde hair.

 

Despite their mothers' mental state, the babies slept peacefully on their stalks, likely to be born within the space of a few hours. Anon examined them with great interest, jotting down notes as fast as he could. “Well that’s unexpected. Some of these little ones are actually pretty cute.” He smiled, focusing his gaze on the little ones’ mother. “If they’re sane they might sell for a pretty good price, assuming they aren’t shitheads like you two were.” He closed his notebook and tossed it on the table, lifting up the mixed Yukkuri as he walked off. “I’d leave you here, but I don’t want to risk anything happening to those little ones. I’ll let you go after they’re born.”

 

“Yuuuu… Liddle ones…. don’d be born…” Alice’s voice mumured quietly.

“Won’d be able do dage id eajy wid shiddy mishter…” Reimu followed.

 

Were it not for the interesting little babies attached to their foreheads, Anon would’ve considered booting them through the nearest window. Worst case scenario said they’d be retarded and he could kill them all anyway, so it was a win-win for him. Seeing as it was getting late, Anon opted to hit the hay, storing his little mixed abomination in a clear plastic container with some food for the night, ensuring they wouldn’t escape.

 

The morning came and much to Anon’s delight, Alice and Reimu were both asleep, all six babies looking significantly bigger than they had done the night before. So much so that they looked about ready to drop off at any moment. Carefully, he extracted Alice and Reimu from the container and brought them back into the Yukkurarium room, setting them on the workbench again.

 

As they were fast asleep, this meant they couldn’t interfere with the birthing process. The two Yukkuri at the end of both stalks began to murmur and move, showing that they were just about to be born. Cupping both hands under both babies, Anon felt both plop into his palms with light cries of “Yu~!” following suit. He set both of them down on the tabletop as they looked up at him. “Chake id eajy no ze!” Said the first one, a Marisa with black hair.

“Chake id eajy!” Said her sister, the Alice with Marisa’s hat and her ribbon.

 

“Take it easy!” Anon replied, glad that their actual parent(s) weren’t awake to say it for them. Being raised by two former shitheads could only lead to more shitheads.

 

“Yu! Chake id eajy Daddie!” Alice replied. Seeing such happy, potentially valuable faces brought a small smile to Anon’s face.

 

The initial two Yukkuri were quickly followed by their four other sisters, all of whom dropped off without harm and all looked very much sane. As they munch-munched away at their stalks, Anon grabbed the mixed shithead which gave birth to them, which was still sleeping, and carried them over to the glass wall of the Yukkararium. “Hey, Alice. Your little ones are back home now.”

 

Just as he’d thought, Mama Alice was still lurking around the various plants close to the walls and came hopping out post-haste. “Weawwy?! Awice’s liddle ones can come home eajy?!” Anon simply nodded, reaching in and bringing out the Alice, setting her next to her fused little ones. As she rub-rubbed with them out of happiness, they began to stir from their sleep and inevitably began tearing up again. “Yu! Awice will neber leabe liddle onesh again!” She consoled the two as they cried together.

 

“Damn right you won’t.” Anon said, swiping up the mixed yukkuri before they all got too comfortable.

 

“YUYUYU--!!! BUD YOU SAID--!!” Alice started, only for Anon to interrupt her.

 

He spoke lowly, trying not to disturb the little ones on the tabletop not too far away as he produced a bowl from behind his back. “I said I’d give you your little ones back, and I will. Just be patient. If you do what I say, then you’ll never leave them again, just like you said.” His voice was riddled with malevolence, something Alice was too stupid to pick up on. “Now, close your eyes and open your mouth.” She did as he said and opened her mouth as wide as she could. She was rudely startled as she felt a large mound of something launch inside her mouth, followed by Anon forcefully holding her mouth closed and applying thick layers of the liquid he was producing from the bowl.

 

As much as Alice tried, she couldn’t protest. The paste surrounding her mouth was being layered on good and thick, and was sealing fast. She felt wriggling inside her mouth as her mixed little ones tried to find a way out where there was none and began to cry in response.

 

“Mwamwa!! Led Weimu oud of here!! Wand munch munch and wub wub!”

“Yuyaa!! Why gan Awice nod see anyching?!”

 

They both cried from within. Usually a mother Yukkuri’s mouth was seen as the safest place for little ones to hide, but only when they could easily get out. Alice tried her hardest to rip open the thick paste seal which now bound her shut, but it was impossible. She could only look up at Anon with tears in her eyes, no doubt silently asking why he was doing this.

 

The response Anon gave was to open his notebook again and prepare his pencil. “Consider this another experiment. Will you eat your little ones? Will they eat you to escape? Will they starve in there and have you carry their corpses around forever? I don’t know, but I certainly want to.” He said with a grin. “Either way, It’ll be fun to watch, I’m sure.” He placed the Alice back in containment, setting her in a solitary confinement area where all the other Yukkuri could watch her, seeing the consequences that befell those with rapist children.

 

“Now, let’s see if we can’t find you a nicehead Mama to look after you while Daddie’s working, hm?” Anon said as he scooped up the happy little mixed-up Yukkuri babies and went to examine some of the more polite specimens in the Yukkararium. As he walked, he smiled as he watched Alice’s despairing gaze silently beg him to let her and her soon-to-starve little ones go, their muffled begs and pleas from within growing ever louder as they grew hungrier.

 

He’d have to mix some more Yukkuri together sometime. This had been fun.