Holo Grand Parade! November Monthly Fanart 2024 1st Winner

The giant hangar doors creaked open, revealing an impossibly vast interior. Standing at the entrance was a tall blonde woman with soft, rounded horns and bear-like ears. Her gentle smile radiated warmth, and the light apron tied around her waist gave her the appearance of a caring mother ready to bake cookies. Evelyn’s emerald-green eyes lit up as Fuwawa, Mococo, and Lui approached, their nervous steps echoing through the space.

“Welcome, darlings!” Evelyn said, her voice soft yet commanding. She opened her arms as if to embrace them. “Oh my, you all look so lovely. I’ve been waiting to meet you!”

Lui, ever the composed leader, stepped forward, bowing slightly as she handed over a sleek business card. “Thank you for having us. Here’s our Holo Partnership Card.” The card glimmered in the light as Evelyn accepted it with a smile.

“Oh, what a beautifully written card! So thoughtful!” Evelyn cooed, holding it delicately as a small, inflatable white teddy bear waddled out from behind her. The bear, squeaky and chubby, extended its tiny paw to take the card. Its movements were so adorable that Fuwawa clasped her hands together, squealing.

“Look at it, Mococo!” Fuwawa gushed, leaning toward her sister. “Isn’t it the cutest thing? Maybe you should try being that size. You’d look so huggable.”

“Whaet?!” Mococo barked, crossing her arms with a pout. “No way! I’m not turning into some squeaky toy!”

The bear, unfazed, waddled back to Evelyn, who gave it a soft pat on the head. “Thank you, darling,” she murmured before looking back at the trio. With a snap of her fingers, thick ropes materialized out of thin air, gently binding their arms. 

“Whaet?!” Mococo repeated, struggling against the ropes. “What’s going on?!”

Fuwawa gasped, her eyes wide as she tugged at her restraints. “Um, Evelyn? Is this part of the partnership?”

Lui’s calm façade broke as she frowned at Evelyn. “We were told this was a promotional event. What are you doing?”

Evelyn’s expression remained warm as she tilted her head. “Oh, my sweethearts, it *is* a promotional event. Just not the one you were expecting.” 

From behind Evelyn, a towering inflatable teddy bear emerged, its oversized body wobbling slightly as it stepped forward. It carried an air of importance, and the faint squeak of its movements filled the room. Suddenly, hoses appeared from thin air, snaking their way toward the trio before latching onto their lips.

“Mmmphh!!” Fuwawa’s muffled protest was cut off as the hiss of helium filled the air. Her body began to rise like a flower in bloom, her arms and legs stiffening as she floated upward. Lui and Mococo followed suit, their eyes wide as their feet left the ground.

The trio floated higher, their bodies slowly expanding with each passing second. They swayed helplessly in the air, unable to balance themselves. Fuwawa, the first to descend, landed softly on her belly with a muted *thump*. Her round form wobbled as she struggled to lift her head, her cheeks puffed adorably.

Lui followed shortly after, her hourglass figure taking shape as she landed gracefully on her inflated hips. Her chest and belly swayed slightly, her cheeks flushing in embarrassment. “Mmmphh! (This is outrageous!)” she tried to shout, her muffled voice carrying no authority.

Mococo, however, was less fortunate. Her spherical body toppled backward, landing with a squeaky plop on her back. “Mmmphh!!” she squealed, wiggling frantically as a delighted teddy bear bounced onto her belly. The bear’s weight shifted the helium, causing her previously flat chest to puff up slightly. Her cheeks turned red as she glared at the bear. “Mmmphh! (Get off me, you squeaky menace!)”

Evelyn chuckled softly, clapping her hands. “Oh, aren’t you three just precious? You’re inflating so beautifully.”

The bears around them squeaked and hopped with joy, some tugging at their ropes to secure their positions. One particularly mischievous bear pulled at Mococo’s leg, making her wobble even more.

---

As the inflation continued, the hangar doors opened again, and a familiar figure stepped in. Lucina, with her professional yet gentle demeanor, looked around curiously before spotting Evelyn. “How’s everything progressing, Evelyn?” she asked, her tone light but curious.

“Wonderfully,” Evelyn replied, walking over to greet her. She gestured to the bears, who were busy tugging at the trio’s ropes and trying on their jackets. One bear wore Fuwawa’s jacket, wobbling proudly as it paraded around. Another struggled with Lui’s, which was far too large for its small frame.

Lucina tilted her head. “Why is Mococo... bouncing more than the others?” she asked, noticing the mischievous bear atop Mococo belly.

Evelyn smiled warmly. “Oh, just a little redistribution of helium. It gives her a more balanced look, don’t you think?”

Lucina blinked but shrugged it off. “As long as everything’s on schedule.”

Evelyn’s eyes sparkled as she pulled out a tray of cakes. “Here, dear. You must be hungry. I made these just for you.”

Lucina hesitated, her professional demeanor wavering. “Oh, I couldn’t possibly—”

“Nonsense!” Evelyn interrupted, placing a plate in her hands. “I wouldn’t want you floating away while helping the bears.”

Lucina sighed but took a bite, her eyes widening at the rich flavor. “This is... amazing.”

“Have some more,” Evelyn urged, piling more cake onto her plate. 

Before Lucina could protest, she found herself eating slice after slice, her belly beginning to bulge slightly. She looked down, her face flushing. “Um, Evelyn, I think this is—”

“Perfect!” Evelyn chirped, patting Lucina’s growing stomach. “You’re just perfect.”

As the inflation continued, the trio noticed a group of previously inflated girls being led out of the hangar. Their massive forms floated and bobbed as the bears tugged them along. One bear directed the procession with a flashlight, squeaking commands.

“Mmmphh!!” Fuwawa whimpered, her eyes widening. “(Are we going to get that big?!)”

Evelyn patted her cheek gently. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. You’ll be even better.”

The parade blimps squeaked as they passed through the hangar doors, some getting stuck. The bears scrambled to push them through, their squeaky grunts filling the air. Fuwawa, Mococo, and Lui could only watch in horror as their fate unfolded.

---

Before the trio floated out to the awaiting crowd, Evelyn’s bear assistants gathered around them for one last check. Tugging at ropes and ensuring each girl was secure, the bears squeaked with glee as they finalized their preparations. Fuwawa, Lui, and Mococo were now without their jackets, which several bears proudly wore like trophies. One bear, sporting Mococo’s jacket, saluted Evelyn as if ready for duty, making her chuckle warmly.

“Mococo’s jacket is a bit snug on you, darling,” Evelyn teased, gently patting the bear on the head. Mococo, floating helplessly nearby, growled through her puffed cheeks. “Mmmphh! (Give that back, you thief!)”

Evelyn smiled sweetly at Mococo. “Now, now, sweetheart. Sharing is caring.”

The bears then waddled toward the trio, carefully pulling the hoses from their mouths with soft *pop* sounds. Fuwawa, Lui, and Mococo let out muffled groans of relief, though their cheeks remained adorably puffed. 

Fuwawa spoke first, her voice slightly slurred from her swollen face. “This... this is ridiculous. We’re balloons now!” 

Mococo, ever the fiery twin, wiggled in her restraints. “At least you don’t have a bear using your jacket as a cape!” 

Lui, despite her frustration, managed a small, sarcastic laugh. “Well, if nothing else, I’m glad I’m not floating alone. At least I’m with the Twin Sister.” She glanced at the two sisters, her tone softening slightly. “It’s... comforting, in a strange way.”

---

As the hangar doors creaked open, the trio began to float outward, their massive forms swaying gently in the breeze. Fuwawa, now a perfectly round sphere, let out a soft squeak as the bears guided her forward. Her soft blush deepened as she felt the crowd’s eyes on her. “This... this can’t be happening,” she muttered, her voice barely audible over the chatter.

Lui in the middle of them leads the Twin, her hourglass figure making her stand out even among the other blimps. She swayed gracefully, her massive chest rising and falling with each gentle tug from the bears below. “I’ll never live this down,” she groaned, her puffed cheeks twitching as she tried to maintain her composure.

Mococo, with her perfectly spherical form, wobbled uncontrollably as the bears struggled to keep her steady. One bear, still wearing her jacket, perched atop her belly like a scout, waving to the crowd below. “I’m going to get you for this!” Mococo growled, her fiery spirit undeterred by her predicament.

The parade was a sight to behold, with vibrant balloons and colorful floats filling the street. The trio couldn’t help but notice several other Hololive girls among the blimps, though their inflated forms were so massive and detailed that they couldn’t identify them. 

“Are those... Hololive girls?” Fuwawa whispered, her eyes wide. 

“They’re huge,” Lui muttered, her voice tinged with both awe and dread.

Mococo, ever the skeptic, glared at the floating figures. “We’re not going to end up that big... right?”

--

As the massive parade moved along the streets, colorful balloons floated everywhere, but none as eye-catching as the trio of blimps – Fuwawa, Lui, and Mococo. Their inflated forms bobbed gently as the bears guiding their ropes tried to keep them steady. The sunlight gleamed off their rounded figures, and the crowd cheered wildly below.  

“F-Fuwawa! Nee-chan!” Mococo’s muffled voice came through her puffed cheeks, her embarrassment palpable. “Hoehh! N-noeeeh! This is so humiliating! Everyone can see my stretched-out pants!” Her furious wiggles sent soft creaks echoing through the air as her blimp-like body swayed awkwardly.

Fuwawa’s voice, though a bit shaky, tried to sound calm. “M-Moco-chan, please, calm down! It’s not *that* bad!” She glanced at her own state, cheeks reddening as her gaze fell to her partially exposed underwear. “At least… at least you’re not showing your underwear like I am!”  

Mococo’s angry glare softened into a mix of confusion and disbelief. “Wh-what?! Nee-chan! You’re supposed to make me feel *better*, not worse!”  

Meanwhile, Lui floated between the twins, her massive hourglass-like form wobbling gently as her oversized breasts nudged against both of them. “Ara, ara~ this isn’t so bad, girls,” Lui said with a light chuckle, clearly trying to make the best of the situation. “At least I’m between you two, so it’s like a big, bouncy family hug!”  

“L-Lui-senpai!” Fuwawa said, flustered. “How can you be so calm in this situation? Everyone’s staring at us!”  

“And cheering!” Lui countered with a bright smile. “They seem to love us! If anything, it’s good publicity for Hololive, don’t you think?” She gave a playful wiggle, which sent her massive form jiggling.  

Mococo, still fuming, let out another angry “Hoehhh! Noeeeh! This isn’t publicity—it’s public humiliation!” Her cheeks puffed even more as she tried in vain to wiggle out of her ropes. “They’re all looking at me, Nee-chan! My pants are ruined!”  

Fuwawa tried to reassure her sister, despite her own embarrassment. “O-okay, okay, Moco-chan… Just… try to think of it like this—at least your pants didn’t tear like mine!”  

That made Mococo freeze for a moment before muttering in a panicked voice. “D-don’t jinx me, Nee-chan…”

Lui couldn’t help but laugh softly. “You two are so adorable. Don’t worry—we’ll look back at this and laugh… maybe years from now, though.”

Fuwawa and Mococo could only groan in unison, their cheeks puffing even more as the parade continued.

---

Meanwhile, at the end of the parade route, Calli stood among the crowd, trying her best to remain inconspicuous. However, her efforts were futile as Kobo, perched on her shoulders like an excited child, pointed excitedly at the spectacle. 

“Look, Calli! Look at those balloons!” Kobo exclaimed, her blue hair bouncing as she leaned forward.

Calli winced, her face turning red. “Uh, yeah, great balloons, Kobo. Real... festive.”

Kobo tilted her head, her curious eyes scanning the floating figures. “Wait a minute... isn’t that Mommy Kiwawa?!” she shouted, pointing at one of the massive blimps.

Calli groaned, tugging her hat lower over her face. “No, it’s not, Kobo. Just... enjoy the parade, okay?”

Kobo pouted but didn’t let up. “But it looks like her! If Mommy Kiwawa was a balloon, she’d look just like that!”

Calli sighed, her blush deepening as she shuffled to a less crowded spot, still carrying Kobo on her shoulders. “Why do I even try...” she muttered under her breath, earning a giggle from the energetic girl above her.

---

As Kobo sat happily on Calli’s shoulders, Calli’s phone buzzed with multiple notifications. She pulled it out, seeing a group message from their Hololive manager shared with several members.

Manager: “Great job, everyone! The parade is a huge success! Tons of new subscribers, and the attention we’re getting is amazing! Who knew blimp-themed promotions could work this well? Maybe we’ve got a new strategy here, haha!”

The chat lit up with enthusiastic responses:

Watame: “So cute! The blimps are a hit! 🐑✨”

Suisei: “I thought this was a crazy idea at first, but wow, it actually worked?!”

Pekora: “Peko?! Why wasn’t I invited?! I’d make a much better blimp, peko!” 

Shion: “Blimp magic? This is the weirdest collab idea ever, but... I kinda want to see more, lol.”

Korone: “Haha, everyone looks so round and fun! I wanna join next time! WAN WAN!”

Fubuki: “This is adorable! Are those really inflatable replicas of the girls? They look so real~”

Lamy: “Oh wow, this is so elegant in its own... um, unique way. Maybe we can make Yuki-onna blimps for winter next year?”*  

Laplus:“Tch. So round. They should make one of me, but, like, the ultimate chad version.”

Calli scrolled through the messages, her heart pounding. Wait... they actually think these are replicas?!

Just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, a new message popped up from the manager:

Manager:“By the way, shoutout to the models! They’re more lifelike than we could’ve imagined, don’t you think?”

Calli froze, her mind racing. *“Oh no. Oh no no no! They don’t know these are the real girls?!”*

She glanced up at the passing parade balloons, her eyes locking onto Kiara’s confused, puffy face floating just above. Calli’s heart skipped a beat. Oh no. This is bad.

“Calli, what’s up?” Kobo asked curiously, noticing her sudden silence. “Why do you look like you’ve seen a ghost?”

“Uh, n-nothing!” Calli stammered, her voice a bit too high-pitched as she tried to hide her growing panic. “Just some... um... exciting news! The parade is a hit! That’s all!”

Kobo tilted her head, pointing toward the blimps. “Really? Cool! But that one looks just like Mommy Kiara! Isn’t it funny?”

Calli laughed nervously, trying to dismiss the observation. “Haha, no, no, it’s just a... uh... really good replica! Super accurate, but definitely not real! Nope!”

Kobo squinted at the blimp, her innocent curiosity making Calli sweat. “Hmm... I dunno, Calli. It looks really real.”

Before Kobo could press further, another chat message popped up, this time from Noel:

Noel:“Oh my goodness, those curves! I feel like they’re modeled after real girls, haha~.”*

Calli quickly shoved her phone back into her pocket, her face red as she muttered under her breath, *“Not helping, Noel...”*

“Calli, are you okay?” Kobo asked again, her head tilting adorably.

“Y-Yeah, totally fine! Let’s go get snacks, Kobo!” Calli blurted out. “I’ll buy you whatever you want!”

“Oooh, snacks!” Kobo cheered, her attention immediately diverted.

As they walked away, Calli glanced back at the parade, her heart still racing. She couldn’t believe this wild idea had actually worked—and worse, she hadn’t expected the blimps to be the *real girls.*  

“What have I gotten us into?” she thought, shaking her head as she led Kobo toward the food stalls.

End