Bitty! Copies x reader.

Why? My head hurts and I wanna write something cute. And I love bitties. °~°

Question: if you could have a bitty outcast, who would you take from the box?

*holds out box to you*

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For a late Valentine's day gift, a box sat on your front porch. A small note was taped to the top of the box.

Dear y/n, I heard that you spent Valentine's alone, hey! Don't be so upset over it, I did to... Anyway, I got you a little something! Handle with care! -Xoxo Creator.

Honestly her hand writing was messy, why did her G's look like S's?it was strange.

You gently lifted the box in your arms, taking it out of the cold and into the warmth of your living room.

There were six airholes in the top of the box, a pink ribbon was also wrapped around it.

You sat on your couch and set the box in your lap, using your fingernail you sliced the tape open, opening the box, your eyes widened.

Inside were four, count em, four sleeping skeletons, each dressed differently.

One wore bright pink, a soft brown sash was wrapped around their small waist. A little golden halo floated over their head. They were curled up in a ball.

One far from the others wore a black dress coat, their wings wrapped around them for warmth. They had two red horns on their skull with a black and gold spiked halo above their head.

One wore a fluffy hooded half jacket, being neon pink and purple. A pink R was on the right of the jacket. Their two tails were wrapped around their waist as they snored. They had larger purple horns on their forehead.

The last one was a bit on the thinner side, wearing a white tux, a silk bow tied around their neck. Their arms seemed to be bound behind their back, and a blindfold was right around their eyes. They had tiny pink horns and small, soft, pastel, pink wings. 

Each of them had hearts on each cheek.

"Wow, they certainly are the Valentine's gift." You smile and pick up the black and red dressed one first.

Being as gentle as you could, you set them in the palm of your hand.

Their ruby eyes opened and looked into yours. They quickly sat up and crossed their arms.

"Aww, aren't you a cutie--- OW!"

They suddenly bite your thumb and hop out of your hand, landing on the table they glare at you.

"Okay, maybe you aren't as friendly as I thought..." You rub the wound gently, it didn't break the skin luckily, but it still hurt!

They huff and stomp across your table with their height heels, then kick the box.

Suddenly the pink one hopped out and smiled at you, waving their tiny hand.

The purple one hopped out after them and sent a wink to you, a faint blush on their cheeks.

The white one struggled to get out of the box, causing it to tilt and fall on its side.

The pink one rushed over and helped them up, patting their back.

They all sat at the edge of the table, staring up at you in curiosity. Well, except the one with the blindfold.

"Hi, um. You're all bitties right? I guess I'm your owner now. I'm y/n." You smile.

"That's why she put us in a box.." The purple one mumbled, he sounded male.

The pink one shook your finger. "Nice to meet you miss y/n! I'm Cupid, these are my brothers! Oh, happy late Valentine's by the way!"

They were all males, good to know.

The purple one shoved him aside and kissed your fingertip. "I'm Romeo~ The pleasure is all mine.~"

Your cheeks flushed at his attitude.

The white one walked up to you and simply bowed. "G-greetings, I am Amour, pleasure to meet you miss y/n." He shyly backs away and hides behind Cupid.

The one that bit you rolled his eyes. "And I'm Lockheart. P*ss off." He swats his tail like a whip at you, making you retract your hand.

Wow.. These four were certainly going to be a handful, weren't they?

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Its been a few days since that box arrived on your doorstep, and the bitties inside seemed to get open up to you a little.

Amour was the youngest, he shyed away from people for... Reason you didn't know of. He refused to take off his blindfold or release his hands.

Romeo was the second youngest, he was a massive flirt, always throwing around pickup lines.

Lockheart was second oldest, he wasn't the friendliest, he still nipped at you and sometimes blew fire at you. So, he kept to himself and ignored you.

Cupid surprisingly was the oldest, he was the sweetest and always lend you a hand if you needed it. He was a great helper in the kitchen, telling you all the things they liked.

While you were cooking dinner for the four of them, Cupid helping, the others did their own thing.

Lockheart sat on top of the stove, feet dangling by the dials. He didn't seem to be fazed by the heat at all, if anything he liked it.

Romeo sat on the dinner table, watching your backside at you cooked with a smirk on his face.

"Hey, Lockheart, when I get naked in the kitchen-" Romeo smirked.

Lockheart rolled his eyes and threw a salt shaker at him.

"The stove gets turned on.~" Romeo chuckles dodging the salt shaker, leaning against the napkin holder.

Amour sat close to the knife block, just itching to grab one. He loved the way you chopped up the vegetables.

He smirked dangerously.

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In your room, you laid on your back, laptop on your stomach as you searched for something to watch.

Cupid was sound asleep on your shoulder, Amour's head in his lap.

Romeo was asleep in your breast pocket, drooling with a cute snore.

Lockheart sat on the edge of your keyboard. "Y/n."

You look down at him. "Yeah?"

"I'm tired, put me on your shoulder." He command's with a side glare.

You scooped him up in your free hand and set him on your unoccupied shoulder.

He rolls his eyes and curls up on your right shoulder. "Oh and y/n?"

"Yes?" You look at him from the corner of your eye.

He presses a kiss to your cheek. "Thanks... For taking care of me and my dumba** brothers.."

Your cheeks flushed a light red. "Y-your welcome Lockheart."

He nods. "Oh, and don't tell anyone I kissed you, or I'll destroy you." He yawns and rolls over.

"Goodnight to you too LH." You smile and pat his skull with your finger.

End. :3 Have some fluff. I'm bored.