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Echotale

Gaster!sans & Frisk

the start of misfortune

                                      ‘ Tch, don’t call me that, darling. ’

                                          ‘ Mm ----- ’

       It was easier said than done. Worrying seemed to be something         she’d always do. There was always that natural compassion         that went hand and hand with the determination. She moved          from the cave wall to lean forward, directing her gaze towards him          once more. 

A jolt was given as he felt all of her weight leaning lightly against his bony shoulder that was covered with his jacket’s fur. If his skull wasn’t already pale he’d go even whiter–though a disgusting yellow tint did dust over his features as slime would trickle down his skull; both sockets flickering azure && violet  simultaneously  in response to her actions.

                                     ‘ 💧☟✋❄📫 ’

The glitched word spat from his lips as he tried to cool himself down–he wouldn’t be surprised if the kid was already giving him the strangest look. Letting out a small huff did he calm himself with another inhale of a smoke before regaining his composure && speaking

       She moves from his shoulder, a shocked expression written on         her features as he reacted the way he did. Careful so that she          wasn’t touching him again, she watched his reaction and eyes         rather carefully. His fusion certainly was interesting. Leaning her         back against the cave wall, a small smile began to creep on her         lips.

                                       ‘ What, the awesome G, scared? ’

       A small chuckle began to rise, as sleepy eyes closed once more.          She let the exhaustion take control for a moment. Perhaps she          should’ve been more careful about her movements.

                                       ‘Huh. ’

                                        ‘ Yeah, it is, isn’t it? ’

       Her eyes wandered up to the cavern ceiling, staring at the stones         stones that shone so bright. They were like stars in the night sky,         something she could appreciate. She was quiet for a moment,          every moment still as she listened to the whispers of the echoes         in the distance. It was peaceful, a perfect night for anybody to         fall asleep to. With slow movement, she rested her head on his         ( rather bony ) shoulder, closing her eyes. She wouldn’t sleep, she         just wanted to rest.

                                       ‘ Sheesh, you’ve had a rough time,                                           haven’t you? ’