Undead

purple skeleton going the extra mile.

More annoying asshole AUs please, like: • kept kicking the back of my chair at the theatre au • tried breaking into my flat when they were drunk bc they thought it was theirs au • always arrives at the cafeteria 30 seconds before me and takes the last sandwich I like au • repeatedly comes into the shop I work at and picks up a lettuce then half way through the shop decides they don’t want the lettuce and puts it back on the shelf next to them regardless of what aisle they’re in au

OH!! He did look a little taller now that he really looked. he couldn’t help but feel really happy for his friend. “That’s great Che! Keep that up and you might be taller than me someday!” Django let out a laugh. I might have to saw you legs off if you do though!” his voice was light and filled with humor but it was hard to tell if he was joking or not.

”That is the plan.” Che playfully stuck his tongue out. The comment didn’t worry him but he was surprised at how well Django took this. He finally found a way to grow up which never would happen for an undead person. ”..Hey you want to know how this is happening?” 

Django nodded his head. "Yeah, sure! This is a pretty exciting thing for you, I'm guessing." The skeleton boy dusted off his pants and then looked back at his friend.

A few months? Wow, that’s not what he wanted at all. Django was hoping to just take a little twelve hour nap. He couldn’t do anything without fucking up, could he? But his attention was drawn from his long time away to the zombie before him. He almost didn’t have to look down to look at his face. He thought for a moment. “Did you get a new hair cut?” No… that certainly wasn’t it.

”No, no, no.” He said as he shook his head. ”I got taller!” A teeny tiny bit taller but still there was growth. ”Do you know how long I wished for that miracle to happen?! Heehee!” His grip around the skeleton tightened in happiness. He may started growing but he still didn’t understand the term personal space.

OH!! He did look a little taller now that he really looked. he couldn't help but feel really happy for his friend. "That's great Che! Keep that up and you might be taller than me someday!" Django let out a laugh. I might have to saw you legs off if you do though!" his voice was light and filled with humor but it was hard to tell if he was joking or not.

Laughing nervously, Django smiled sheepishly. “Oh you know… Enemies! Heroes! Potential skeleton slayers!” That kid was a filthy liar he was afraid of a fucking snake. “But uh… yeah! I found a really nice way to sleep! I just have to bury myself.” He paused. “Wait how long was I sleeping?”

”Skeleton slayers?” That was a new one. Oh well he wasn’t a skeleton so he shouldn’t be worried. ”You have been away for a few months or so. It really has been a looong time since we talked.” Maybe longer in Che’s head, he was bad at keeping track of time. ”By the way do you notice anything… different about me. Something a bit more aged.”

A few months? Wow, that's not what he wanted at all. Django was hoping to just take a little twelve hour nap. He couldn't do anything without fucking up, could he? But his attention was drawn from his long time away to the zombie before him. He almost didn't have to look down to look at his face. He thought for a moment. "Did you get a new hair cut?" No... that certainly wasn't it.

”Who else would it be?” With Django’s screaming he really did wonder what the skeleton was expecting. The zombie put his chin Django’s shoulder. ”You probably were underground this whole time weren’t you?”

Laughing nervously, Django smiled sheepishly. "Oh you know... Enemies! Heroes! Potential skeleton slayers!" That kid was a filthy liar he was afraid of a fucking snake. "But uh... yeah! I found a really nice way to sleep! I just have to bury myself." He paused. "Wait how long was I sleeping?"

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