King Asgore and Lord Morton Sr.

*Marcus gave a brief and embarrassed smile before looking down at his drink while her poured and stirred the sugar into his kale smoothie. The dragon took a sip, chirping slightly at the improved taste*

*Marcus remained silent as he sipped and munched on his toastie, he looked hesitant to talk more*

Prism didn’t seem too interested in the other food, it was easier for someone like him to drink something than eat. But, it was good, because it freed up his hands. One of which reached over to rest on one of Marcus’s.

*Marcus’s ears perked up before he looked around for said sugar, finding the small bags at the end of the table. The dragon reached over to grab two and gave one to Prism*

“here ya go…I hope this sweetens the things as much as you are”

*Marcus didn’t know why he said that, Prism was cute, but they did just met*

Prism blushed at the compliment, reaching out to grab the sugar. There was that little voice in his head that said it was impossible to be as sweet as he was.

“Th....thank you...”

“That was...a very nice picture of you Foxy...