anko3484: Yukkuri Breeder
Summary by platina:
NOTE: Despite the use of the loanword "breeder," licensed "breeders" are actually more like yukkuri trainers, or just simply pet owners.
After numerous problems with fake badges and abandoned yukkuris, the pet-yukkuri industry has become strictly regulated, with people needing to posess "breeder's" licenses in order to raise yukkuris. There are three classes of licenses:
Class 3: Limited to basic-types (Reimu, Marisa, Alice, Patchouli). Allowed to raise "cleared" child yukkuris purchased from stores.
Class 2: Allowed to raise basic types plus Chens and Myons, beginning from baby-yu age. Baby-yus may be purchased "cleared" from a shop or from a Class-1 breeder.
Class 1: Allowed to raise all of the above, plus Remilias, Flans, Sanaes, Rans, and Meilings. Allowed to actually breed yukkuris and sell the babies.
"Cleared" refers to the industry practice of prematurely removing the stalk from the mother yukkuri and letting it absorb a special fluid that erases the basic yukkuri instincts from the babies' consciousness. This makes them easier to train. However, their yukkuri instincts remain latent within them and can easily reappear later.
A yukkuri-loving Mister obtains a Class-2 license. He feels that the yukkuri pet industry has produced yukkuris that are slaves to humans. He wants to raise yukkuris with the natural, inherent charm of the wild yukkuris that he's encountered in nature parks.
After carefully preparing a training space and a play space in the spare room of his apartment, Mister buys four gold-badge-descended newborn yukkuris--a Reimu, a Marisa, an Alice, and a Patchouli--from a top-class breeder.
Reimu is the first to wake up. Having been cleared of her yukkuriness, her first action is to look around curiously and say, "Where is this?" However, Mister yells, "Take it easy," which wakes up the other three and arouses the yukkuri instincts in all of them, making them say, "Chake it eajy!" (Before this, Reimu had been speaking with normal adult pronunciation, but after her yukkuriness is awakened, she begins speaking with a baby slur.)
In defiance of the usual training methods, Mister feeds the babies a crushed-up stalk for their first meal. However, Reimu begins eating the moment he sets the stalk in front of her, and while he tries to reprimand her and get her to stop so they can all eat nicely together, the others start complaining, wanting him to feed them, too. Reimu wolfs down half her stalk, takes a big poop, steps in it, and then starts throwing a tantrum about it being stinky and dirty. Rolling around, she knocks over the other baby-yus, making them all cry, and when Mister tries to scold her, she just screams at him in a rage. Mister has never seen yukkuris act like this. Flustered, he throws the remainder of the stalk on the bed and flees.
The next morning, he steels himself to make a fresh start. However, he finds the bed stained with poop, pee, vomited cream, and a dead Patchouli. In one corner, Marisa and Alice are huddled together, bruised and near death. Grossly fat Reimu lies asleep in the middle, surrounded by bits of splattered food. Any breeder or abuser familiar with yukkuri behavior could immediately recognize that Reimu hogged all the food and attacked Marisa and Alice when they tried to eat, and Patchouli died from starvation and stress.
Mister just didn't know anything about yukkuris. All the yukkuris he'd encountered, even in the nature parks, had been trained to behave well by humans. He thought that if he gave them a stalk to eat, they'd share it nicely. He thought they wouldn't poop in the place where they ate and slept. He thought that they wouldn't attack each other. He made the same mistakes as most naive new "breeders" trying to raise "natural"-style yukkuris.
Screaming, Mister grabs the bed, runs outside, and throws it in the trash collection area.
Just then, a stray Reimu and little Marisa come by. Mother Reimu is apologizing for being such a poor hunter and not having better food for her little one. Little Marisa says she doesn't mind; she's happy just to be with Mommie.
Touched by this heartwarming scene, Mister realizes that whether they're stray or wild or pets, yukkuris are yukkuris, with all different personalities, just like humans. Ashamed of his overreaction, he vows to take the bed and the baby yukkuris back home and try again.
To thank the strays, he fishes a piece of candy out of his pocket and offers it to them. He apologizes for only having one and says he'll give it to the little Marisa. Mother Reimu promptly crushes her little one and says that the Marisa isn't here any more, so the slave can give the sweet-sweet to Reimu.
Wordlessly, he gives her the candy. Then he kicks her face in with all his might. There's no record of Mister ever using his breeder's license again.