Lost Creek Hollow bingpot!

hello my eyes are opening i'm growing 2 fast

nothing about that day should have been any more remarkable than the days before it. aengus had grown used to his life of mulling about and drinking until he was so fat, he could hardly waddle but instead had to roll his way toward his mother to seek warmth. he napped all the damn time and that was like a blessing in disguise. give it a year, buddy, you’ll really miss the moments of being a small sweet potato. one day, he’d feel the weight of the world and know just what was going on.
 
until that time, aengus was blissfully unaware that anything else should exist beyond his small scope of reference. that was until his sleepy little eyes peeled open and he was assaulted by a vast array of color. this was shocking to him because he couldn’t really make out many shapes. he could see some grey blobs and then a creamy blob next to a big ass honking grey blob. then there was a lot of brown blob going on in the background but that was so unimportant compared to the giant fucking blob of doom that was looming beside them.
 
aengus was shook, and he fell into an unnatural silence at his newest discovery.