The little koyukkuri shouted with delight as she bounded out of the nest. Her braids spun around as she began to roll around in the fresh springtime grass. Her prized red ribbon cushioned her silky black hair.
“Bwig Sis! Wait for Maricha, ze!” A second koyukkuri followed as fast as she could. A black witch's hat with a white hat band and bow threatened to bounce off with every bound but held on. Her yellow hair peeked out from beneath her hat brim while her braid streamed out behind her.
Reimu watched with glowing pride as her Little Ones played in the field in front of their newly opened nest. She and Marisa were truly blessed with the Little Ones who were born during the long winter.
Last autumn, Marisa prepared an excellent nest hole in the hollow of a half-buried log. The shell of the log provided a sturdy frame for the ceiling of the nest hole and the dirt below cleared out easily to form a nesting chamber. Marisa laid out fallen leaves along the floor as insulation and Reimu filled the nest with soft grasses.
Together they worked tirelessly to collect the supplies to feed them during the winter. Marisa hunted Mister Bugs and Mister Worms while Reimu harvested mushrooms, berries, and sweet grasses and leaves. Finally Marisa used branches to seal up the entrace to the nest hole and the two of them settled in for winter hibernation.
Marisa and Reimu's parents taught them well and their nest hole kept them safe throughout the winter. The nest was well insulated and the decaying plant matter kept them warm. The soft grasses cushioned them as they huddled together in their sleep. During the depth of their winter dreams, warm and comfortable, they rubbed together in the fulfillment of Yukkuri easiness.
Over the next few days, a stalk sprouted from Reimu's forehead. One by one, little buds began to form along the length of the stalk. Two of the buds developed and opened into the form of two little koyukkuri who silently dreamed of their Mommy and their Daddy and their future easiness. Two of the buds remained closed and never began to dream at all.
Although they had a very easy nest, in Reimu's paste core her instincts knew better. Reimu was healthy and well-fed but she did not have the sheer mass of a deibu. The land was prosperous but was not bountiful enough to sustain a larger family. Reimu's body nourished two of the buds into life but left the rest unfulfilled and eventually they were absorbed back into the stalk.
Over the next two weeks, the koyukkuri continued to grow and develop. Their features began to become defined, first two slits for eyes and then a mouth formed in a blissful smile. Tufts of hair began forming from the stem, lightly colored at first but darkening into the color their mature forms would take. Little accessories began to grow, marking their type. Finally, two fully-formed koyukkuri hung from Reimu's birthing stalk.
Three weeks into pregnancy, the koyukkuri's mouths began to open. Their mouths and teeth were fully formed and they began to give little koyukkuri myuh's in their sleep. Their cries are a signal to their parents who began to wake from their hibernation.
Marisa was the first to awaken to the soft sing-song of the koyukkuri. She stared at the koyukkuri in wonder as warmth spread through her awakening body.
“H-happiness!” she exclaimed as her eye's filled with tears. Here were two Little Ones, the ultimate expression of the love that Marisa and her beautiful Reimu shared with each other. Marisa nudged against Reimu to shake her awake.
“Reimu! Reimu! Don't take it easy and wake up, ze!” Reimu blinked sleepily as she shook off months of hibernation.
“Yunya? Marisa?” Reimu nuzzled back and was filled with warmth by Marisa's smile.
“Marisa and Reimu have been blessed with two very easy looking little ones!” Reimu stared in wonder at the two sleeping koyukkuri hanging in front of her. She could feel them through the stalk, little pulses of life and flashes of thought. Contentment and love, that's what she felt. She could feel their dreams, their wishes to always take it easy together. Through their bond they knew she could feel their easiness and that it was reciprocated. The feelings of love flowing between them was almost more then Reimu could bear.
The newly formed family embraced in their moment of complete easiness.
The awakened yukkuri basked in paternal bliss. They consumed the supplies they laid away last autumn, regaining the bulk lost during hibernation. Reimu ate voraciously, consuming food for herself and her growing Little Ones. The koyukkuri continued to mature, their voices growing stronger as their sing-song myuh's changed to the 'yu' cries of newborn koyukkuri. Finally, they were ready to be born.
The cessation of the koyukkuri's cries were the signal that they were ready. Reimu settled herself in the middle of the nest while Marisa prepared her Mister Hat to catch the Little Ones. The first Little One, a Reimu, began to shake on her stem.
With a soft pop, the little Reimu detached from her stem and fell into her father's waiting hat. Marisa craddled the Little One then carefully rolled her onto the dried grass of the nest. The parent waited expectantly as the Little One slowly opened her eyes and looked around at the giants around her.
“... chake id eajy!”
“T-take it easy!” Marisa and Reimu joyfully returned little Reimu's greeting. Little Reimu was flooded with trust in her parents and hopped over to do rub-rub with her mother.
“Little one...” Reimu smiled in closed eyed contentment as she rub-rubbed with her daughter, a Reimu type.
“Reimu!” Reimu opened her eyes to see Marisa holding out her hat again. “Don't take it too easy Reimu, there is still another Little One!”
Remembering herself, Reimu settled back in the nest awaiting the next birth. “Look Little One, your Little Sister is about to be born!”
Little Reimu stared up at the birthing stalk. “Reimyu...id gwoing to bwe a Bwig Sis?” She watched as the little form above her began to shake then fell with a soft plop into her father's waiting hat. Marisa carefully rolled the second koyukkuri into the nest and flipped Mister Hat back onto her head.
“Liddle Sis...” Little Reimu started forward but was held back by her mother's braid. “Not yet Little One, you Little Sister has give an easy Mister Greeting.”
The family waited expectantly as the little Marisa opened her eyes and peered back at them.
“Take it easy!”
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