《Don't be Mistaken! I'm not a Reincarnate!》Chapter 5: Communication with The Larger Kind
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I’m hungry, but it’s night… so I don’t want to wake up Milk Momma to feed me again. Still when I’m hungry my stomach hurts so I can’t help but whining a bit.
*Momma woke up due to the noise.*
“I’m sorry for waking you, Momma…” I mentally plea pathetically.
Momma say’s something quietly to me as she moves to pick me up. I’m guessing she’s asking if I need something.
I decide to respond to Momma by squeezing my hands and panting my belly to indicate my intentions.
She seems startled… I’m not sure if that’s a good thing. Thankfully she took the hint she picked me up and started feeding me.
Now that I know what to do I eat-drink the meal without hesitation. Drinking my fill.
After my meal, I delved into research:
Since I was embarrassed by yesterday’s ‘development’ I already knew what to look for.
Number one: Scraggly’s nose tears is really called ‘snot’. A method of expelling foreign elements. Does that mean that his body acted up and mistook me for a disease?
Number two: The brown bomb I dropped is known as ‘poop’. A food byproduct that is comprised of used minerals.’
Number three: Pee is the yellow toned liquid version of poop. Notably less fun to say.
Number four: ‘Disposing of waste is beneficial to the body.’ Since I’m a baby I’ll probably do it 4-5 times a day maybe more, usually after waking up from a nap. Great… I’ll have to endure being ‘cleaned’ and every time I wake up from a nap. Ugh...
I still want to talk with the larger less floppy models but I can’t speak and kicking is unfavorable. Also flailing my noodly appendages about seems to be easily misunderstood, and I can’t poop on demand.
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Whining seems useful it attracts attention but isn’t particularly loud, so I might use that again later. The only downside is that it doesn’t convey any information. Thankfully I can at least convey ‘I’m hungry” now. Still since memory web doesn’t offer any information on ‘communicating without words’ so I’ll have to come up it myself.
Also strangely enough memory web didn’t correct me when I called snot, nose tears. Maybe it only corrects me when I ‘feel’ like there’s a better word, not when there actually is. I’ll have to investigate this more.
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