bxnebreaker

     Cerise doesn’t budge an inch. In fact, he just crosses his arms and stares down at his older brother. Then, a mischievous twinkle sparkles in his eyes. A taunting smile dances across his features. “You can’t even reach me when I stand at my full height.” He stands up taller. It’s good to be tall. And wearing high heeled boots. Cheater.

“...How dare ya, usin’ yer height against me. Ya know what this calls for?”

A hefty hop skip up to Cerise, and he manages to hook his arm around the other’s neck and dip the taller skeleton down to his height as he landed back down, a smirk back on his face as he noggied Cerise’s skull.

“Nevermind, you’re not getting a kiss now. You lost your chance.” Wow, rejecting his brotherly love in record time. Cerise the Ruthless HAS returned after all! Dun dun DUUUUUN!!

“Uh uh, ain’t gettin’ outta this that easily. This train’s already hit the rails runnin-” He says as he creeps closer to Cerise, his usual grin now a devilish smirk as he raises his clawed hands a bit.

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“Alrighty, come ‘ere.”

Soon Dreams getting a light bonk on the teeth, skeleton kisses all around.

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“First tho, ya promise not tah wipe it off n’ reject my brotherly love?

Broke mah soul last time ya did that.”

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“Ya little dork, come ‘ere.”

And thus, Ink gets a fell smooch from the shark skeleton.

(Okay but-

what if Rouge and his brother in mobtale had been taken in by a human mother who’d just recently lost her child?? Skeleton babies look a lot like humans still so I can see them being adopted by a sweet mom and going through all that drama of a human raising monsters during the early 1900s ; u ;

But get this, this all leads up to Rouge, grown up big tough guy monster of a mob, having a huge weakness for human kids / monsters he finds on the streets. I leave it off there for imagination.

Still a little dizzy from the initial hit, when he had caught a quick glance of Grillby rushing at him with flames roaring around him the skeleton monster froze with a rather spooked expression in his eyes. But when the other monster just put a hand around his shoulder pupils were quick to return to the skeleton’s eyes as he seemed a little shocked for a moment. Oh... he’d assumed Grillby had been coming at him, but as fire went around and dusted other monsters instead, Rouge realized Grillby had come to his defense...

Somehow that seemed even more surprising to him. Just because that simply didn’t happen, not with Rouge’s luck.

It all had passed by in a blur of violet flames, whether or not the monster that had punched him had been dusted or fled he had no idea, but once the tavern had been cleared and it was just Rouge and a very agitated Grillby, the skeleton slowly raised his eyes up towards the other with what could best be described as a bewildered look.

“...Well, uh-” Should he say something? Probably not, but it felt awkward just standing there in silence after such an explosion of emotions. Ignoring his own pain and cracked jaw for the moment, he spouted out the first thing that came to mind. “I’d say things got a little heated there.”

“…Dunno about you, but that sounds like a challenge.”

Dream’s flailing reach is soon met with a hand reaching over to grasp him, slowly pulling him over so he wouldn’t stumble or anything. Soon he’s behind the taller skeleton, who’s growling and all around sounding pretty angry.

     “Rouge,” the tone was now even stronger, the irritation clear on his expression. Clearly, Rouge was having fun. But Cerise? Definitely not. “You know I like having this place neat, and tidy. But I just simply cannot do that on my own. Now can I?”

“Oh, absolutely not.” He said, seeming completely calm in the face of his brother’s rising voice. “Totally agree with ya. Which is why it’s also very good that ya have such a good big bro here, tah remind yah that clutter can show character.”

Oh no, he was already using that tone, Rouge couldn’t help the laugh that almost escaped him.