2025-02-05 - Chat about two fluffy buns: Fluff and Dunball

It's the morning after Erika brought her snugglebunny to her apartment, she's seen a message about them on the employee forums and a familiar name. After replying on the forum she goes to her phone and sends a text message.

[TXT to Artemisia] Erika: They are totally adorable. Is yours eating a lot of fruits?

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: All the fruits. And sweets. It's like me as a rabbit.

[TXT to Artemisia] Erika: HA You mean adorable and pink? Yeah, I see that.

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: lol

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: I would be a pink rabbit.

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: Fluff does not like spicy tho.

[TXT to Artemisia] Erika: I haven't tried spicy. He did eat all my bananas though, so I need to restock those it seems.

[TXT to Artemisia] Erika: Does yours sound like its missing something and sad about it?

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: I don't know if it's sad? It keeps... singing?

[TXT to Artemisia] Erika: Maybe I'm reading into it but the way it looks around before and during the song seems like it's looking for something that it cannot find.

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: huh. I suppose that could be it.

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: I guess I'll just take it around the park with me. Not that I could leave Fluff. It's too cute. <3

[TXT to Artemisia] Erika: Yeah. I brought it home in one of those inexpensive drawstring-style backpacks the park sells. with a pillow in it its bed. I think it'll ride around in it for me also since it's clamber in and out of it all morning between exploring my apartment and eating fruit It likes grapes also.

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: I'll just make a bunny bjorn out of one of my shawls.

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: I think that'll work.

[TXT to Artemisia] Erika: That's basically what I'm doing with the backpack... but a shawl might be better. I should go grab one and introduce him to it now!

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: I just figured Fluff might like to have ears out.

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: They are the softest though, aren't they?

In her apartment, Erika tucks her phone into her bra and goes to grab a knit shawl her grandmother had made for her years ago (trusting of the bun, isn't she). As she grabs it, she feels the buzz buzz of the phone going off as messages come in.

"Hey there little one," she says almost cooing to her snugglebunny as she approaches with the shawl held out horizontal to the floor and sets it down in front of the little creature.

Standing and backing away to a kitchen stool as she pulls her phone out, she watches the critter hop over to the shawl and, once it starts to sniff at it, she reads the messages and replies.

[TXT to Artemisia] Erika: Gods yes! Like when they nibble at the food they're eating, right?!

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: So random bunnies aside, how are you?

[TXT to Artemisia] Erika: Good. Went on a date a few weeks ago. Otherwise, busy busy with the clinics and clumsy guests.

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: Oh nice! I hope it went well.

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: Also lol you haven't seen me this week?

[TXT to Artemisia] Erika: No. Have you been to the clinics?

Erika frowns in concern as she waits for the reply to this question while trying to think where else Arte might think she would have seen her.

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: It wasn't anything a bandaid couldn't fix. <3

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: I tripped over a pile of clothes. Private embarrassment.

[TXT to Artemisia] Erika: Oh. That's not good. Be careful, I've seen cases where simple bags on the floor have lead to a broken toe due to stumbles. Glad it was nothing serious! ❤

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: Oh, I'm sure that'll be me sometime. haha

[TXT to Artemisia] Erika: Oh my! Well, be careful then!

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: Will do!

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: Do you have a name for yours yet?

[TXT to Artemisia] Erika: Not yet. Did you name yours then?

[TXT to Artemisia] Erika: With how much mischief it got into in getting to the top of my kitchen counter for the bananas last night I'm tempted to give it a name, but I'm not sure if it's right to give it the name of a god.

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: fluff

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: Because it's fluffy

[TXT to Artemisia] Erika: Fluff. Oh, that is so you! I was thinking Loke (you'd spell it, and it's pronounced like Loki) but that's too heavy handed.

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: How about Chief? Like Mis+chief?

[TXT to Artemisia] Erika: I like it. Plus a bit. Let me bounce it off the critter too, one moment.

After sending a reply to Arte, Erika looks over at the bun on the scarf and says, "Hva synes du om å bli kalt Sjef Dunete eller Dunball?" ("What do you think about being called Fluffy Chief or Fluff Ball?" in Norwegian.) The pink bunny looks up at Erika and twitches it's nose and then gathers the fabric together and nests deeply into it. She laughs and types another message to her friend.

[TXT to Artemisia] Erika: I'm going to call him Dunball or Sjef Dunete. They mean Fluff Ball and Fluffy Chief. The second would, naturally, be more formal.

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: Well, it's always good to have a formal option. Funny ours are both fluff. <3

[TXT to Artemisia] Erika: You inspired me! Plus he's a true fluff ball so I figured it works.

[TXT to Erika] Artemisia: It's perfect. You'll have to show me how to pronounce it bc I have zero clue from text.

Erika turns the audio recording on her phone and repeats the names: "Dunball" which sounds very much like it might in English and then the two word name "Sjef Dunete;" the first of which sound close to the English word 'shed' while the second sounds like 'dune eh ta'. She then sends this with a brief text message.

[TXT to Artemisia] Erika: Sent you a recording of them both. I think most people will go with Dunball as a way to refer to him anyway.