(You ever love another artist’s characters so much that you have to draw them? I feel that way about Agumonofalchemy ‘s characters. He once told me that Culania’s diaper was held up by a rope, so I drew a Greek styled diaper held up but string, but then he pointed out it was woven into the diaper like a bag. So I drew this picture to remedy it. Samantha the Gatomon was a last minute addition, which is why she’s smaller than Culania. And yes, I know the background is ugly.)

Culania burst through a large set of double doors before running down the courtyard. Samantha, the angry Gatomon queen, rushed out of the door and upon spotting the Young God, chased after him.

“YOU LITTLE BRAT! YOU’RE STUPID SHARK RUINED MY FAVORITE DRESS!” She yelled.

Culania, having exhausted his Magic Plushie Summoning powers, was attempting to reach the main gates surrounding the courtyard, but Samantha forced him to go in a different direction. The chase soon took them both to a poorly maintained area of the courtyard, the tiled ground replaced with worn concrete.

Culania soon spotted a gap in the railing around the edge of something. Rushing over to it as fast as he could, he stopped just short of the ledge. Looking down, he saw a poorly tended garden, with overgrown weeds all over it. Seeing this as an opportunity, Culania jumped off the edge like he was doing a cannonball, planning to use his padded rump to cushion the landing.

Just then, he stopped falling and jerked back up partially. Looking up, he saw that Samantha grabbed the back of his onesie’s neck. He felt fear as he looked into her demon like eyes.

“Since you were a bad baby, you’re going to get plushified! Then again, you love plushes, so I doubt you’ll mind. Especially once we start playing dress up!” She said.

Culania realized he did have one method of escape, but it would be very embarrassing. Taking a deep breath, he reached for the buttons holding his onesie flap closed.

POP

FLOOP

“Huh!?” Samantha gasped, upon feeling the onesie become lighter.

Looking down, she saw Culania, clad only in his sack like diaper, plummet into the garden below, breaking several branches before disappearing into the thick. Lifting her right paw up, she saw his now empty onesie.

“Well that was rude, running around without any other clothes.” She said.

Culania briefly emerged from the thick, no worse for wear, as he ran off again. Samantha, upon seeing his choice of undergarments, sneered.

“Ugh, what an ugly diaper! Note to self: give him a super duper pink diaper.” She said.

Suddenly, Culania’s onesie wrapped itself around Samantha’s head. She fell on her back, screaming and flailing her legs, showing off her own padded rump.