Kratcy's home, and he's not exactly happy about it...
Characters
A pinkish red Russian letter Й with goat like pupils Former eccentric confident and cruel host of CFMOT now drained and weak from his chouce to kill all of them with magic the life force of the Symbolars When in the alphabet Kratkiy becomes withdrawn quiet almost asocial he only has 3 friends Yaori Yulka and Yoshka who isn't here as he is now the host of Kratkiy's former show He trying his best to avoid everyone not willing to talk about where he been for the past 7 years Generally polite towards Symbolars as they are his peers, and all save for one are older than him by either decades or many centuries
A cyan-blue letter И he weird and absent-minded but friendly and well meaning he often cries when overwhelmed with emotions immediately trying to regulate himself after sobbing He and Kratkiy share a bond and he acts like an overbearing big brother to Kratkiy
A pink cat-like letter ю he's playful and rambunctious but can be mature when he needs to he is one of Kratcy's close friends
A burnt orange letter A who is dominant, tempermental irritated a little petty but deep down cares more than he'd like to admit about every last letter in the office even Yaori who he is cruel to and bullies regularly while he expresses most emotions as annoyance first he's mostly just stressed out and overworked
Intro
The Bvtobus lands and Cheppy, an olive green letter CH cheerfully announces that they're home.
Kratkiy gets up, swaying a little. In his wallowing he hadn't noticed how weak that attack made him feel. His head was spinning, but he stubbornly refused to show it. Slowly he exited the bus, thanking Cheppy on his way down. He stared down the office building which doubled as the home of all the letters. His eyes found the front double doors, and the thought of walking through them while pale, with bags under his eyes, and sweat he could feel forming on his body and have to speak to Kira, no mattet the length was enough for him to, against his better judgment, decide to teleport to his room. His room was on the sixth floor which was quite a ways up when already drained. He bumped into his room door, something that would never happen if he was fine. Quickly, he scrambled into the room, crashing onto the floor, closing the door with his toeless feet. His head was now spinning which was a bad progression. Forcing himself upright, he staggered through his office to the back where his room was swaying the entire time. At last he nearly falls into his bedroom, almost crashing to the floor. He could feel himself shaking. He desperately needed to sit down. But then, a raspy, familiar voice came from his bed, suspended up on the top bunk while hanging potted well kempt roses occupied the space below
He sat up in Kratkiy's bed, staring down at him with those wide blue eyes Kratkiy? He said. Sniffled.
Before Kratkiy could respond, Izhek already had his lighter blue arms wrapped around him, crying once more
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Release Date 2026.05.03 / Last Updated 2026.06.16