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Pluey! Iβ¦ didnβt see you there! What do you gotta tell me, now? AND MAKE IT QUICK!!!
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(...He's pulling the Pippins in close with pink yarn! Seems they want to dance with him. ...AND he's really happy to hear them call him Pluey!)
"There's...there's no point to me. Not anymore."
Like a horror monster she descended upon him without mercy. Coiling around him, her ribbons spreading like sentient roots to encompass him. All of him, every inch, ever fibre of his being, she wouldn't let him go. Whatever was fuelling her to do this she wasn't sure. But deep within her core she said those words to herself over and over. And seeing the one who had hurt her so much say them back. It broke something within Gangle. Something that had always held her back.
Her fear was gone, she felt so angry right now more than ever before.
"You don't get to say that, after everything you've done to me. You don't get to say that! Where do you get off saying that?! When I have felt that way for so long! When I chose to end myself before coming here! You don't think you have a point? You of all people dare say that to me?!"
The ribbons try to hold him tighter like a snake coiling around prey she held him. There was a level of desperation within the coiling through, like deep down she didn't want to lose him despite it all. Because it meant she was losing someone else. They were leaving her behind, and she couldn't take that, wouldn't take that anymore. She would fight even if it was in vain she was going to make him feel everything.
"Sounds to me like you're trying to run away. To hide from all the terrible things you've done to us all. It isn't just me, it's Ragatha, it's Zooble, it's Pomni and who knows who else. If you're going to run then I'll stop you, I'll drag you back as many times as it takes because I am owed that. You owe me so much Jax! With how you relied on me and how I relied on you! You trying to give up now is you trying to escape your debts. I won't let you escape...I won't let you...I won't!"
Even if she was doomed along with him she wouldn't give up. She was tried of it, tired of people leaving, tired of people thinking they knew better, she was so sick of holding everything back so she wouldn't.
"You matter to us, you think your tricks, and your cruelty makes you beyond help. Well, Zooble said it didn't they? You're still one of us. And you're spitting on that! You're spitting on their kindness to you! Just like you've spat on anyone trying to help you! Well, I'm not here to help you but I will still be here. Because I latched onto you! You were the only thing keeping me going for the longest time until Zooble came."
Yes, it was messed up but Jax had done that. And she wanted him to take responsibility, to acknowledge that his presence affected her. That even now he still mattered even he it didn't seem to matter to him.
His ears rang. He couldn't think straight. He wanted so desperately to move, to push, to get away, but...
"You're so stupid." He muttered, going limp and resting in her arms. He was too tired to fight back.
In some small part of him, he knew.
Jax felt better here.
"There's...there's no point to me. Not anymore."
The skeleton gave a thumbs up as he read, the dotted lights in his sockets visibly scanning the wrapper.
Aw. That was cute. The corners of the skeleton's ever-present grin went upwards just a little more. Even though he'd never say it out loud though...
...It was hard to feel much happier from a single compliment. There were things that brightened his day, *made* his day, even. But *feeling* it was another story. ...heh. Guess something like that just didn't go away on a dime. Still, though, he liked the idea, even if it was hard to take the words as genuine and heartfelt for him personally. Just having something to get through the day was important to lots of monsters, not just him.
"...you know, my bro? he'd love this. he'd hang 'em up and collect 'em as trading cards." He wasn't going to commit to his brother coming, though. That was his decision. Papyrus could be really particular about what food he enjoyed.
" Yay! That's good to hear! I have a lot of fun writing them. Each one is different, and I come up with them all myself. It's what makes it nice...cream!" It was important that he explained the pun. What if he didn't understand it?
Sans was already smiling, face contorted into that expression permanently it seemed, but still, it seemed as though he smiled a little more. Maybe Nickie just imagined it, but he chose to believe it was there. If there was one thing better than a joke or a compliment, it was seeing someone else happy about one. That is what Nickie believed.
" Well, if he ever stops by, I'll be prepared with my very best compliments. Sometimes I kinda think the compliments are even better than the nice cream, but selling compliments sounds.....like I don't mean them. And also doesn't sound like a good business." He supposed he could just stand around and compliment monsters as they passed, but that also sounded dodgey at best, and strange at worst. Besides, if he did that, he would never be able to offload all of the desserts and treats he made in his free time. Not to mention not expressing himself through his ice magic by making his frozen treats.....
Yeah, best that he stick to selling Nice Cream.
"i can tell. s'cool." Sans replied with a wink, making some wordplay himself. Not his best work, but, eh. The Nice Cream did taste nice. Pretty sure someone's HP would be nice and high after a long day if they had this, that was for sure.
Listening carefully, the skeleton replied. "hey. monsters might go to that hotland restaurant for the food, but it only books out for a good performance. some of the best stuff's done in person. just have somethin' ready for someone havin' a bad day, mouth and paper, i guess."
He spoke from experience. Although, he wouldn't discount the power of long-distant compliments (or pranks and jokes, in this case). Those were also awesome, he'd imagine.

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BEGGING that chapter 5 makes Asgore the best thing ever
(I'm glad they aren't going on alone without a partner by their side. Yet... I miss you, friend.)
(The moon rising and sailing across the sky like a ship through the night... Hmmm. Had I watched it for this long before....?)
(@tvtimewithtenna )
(TRAILER? Since when did Tenna have a trailer?!?!)
"Yeah, sure thing, Tenna my pal! I'll get that trailer nice and cozy! I'll even get ya those old firework festival recordings things to rewatch!"
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(Psst, ya think he meant one of them those commercial trailers?)
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(Tenna's complimenting him again...or, Mike, anyways. He can't help but feel positive about it!)

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Well, Sans was glad his little 'nah' didn't totally knock the guy out, he was worried for a second. This skull held the ever present smile, although the corners seemed drawn upwards. "glad ta hear it. thanks." he accepted the napkin and proceeded to use it...perhaps a little half-heartedly. He rubbed it the front of his chin and jacket, but it still mostly stained. He placed the half-used napkin directly in his coat pocket. Sans truly was an odd fellow, but he did like the earnestness this guy had.
"oh yeah. lessee." In his other gloved hand, he produced the wrapper. "what compliment ya got for a hot thing like me?" He was pretty deadpan, but he was also clearly joking, probably.
" Oh, you got a little something there," Nickie started, watching the napkin fail to clean up the remnants of the frozen treat, but quickly realized that it was staining. Maybe with water, soap, and a good scrub it would come off, but the napkin itself wasn't going to cut it. He made a mental note to try to scrounge up some wet wipes in the future for his stand. " Ah, never mind! Sorry, I didn't realize my food dye was so...stain-y. I'll tweak that in the recipe when I figure out the texture thing."
This was a great opportunity for feedback, but boy, was he starting to feel a little embarrassed! Perhaps that was why business was so slow! He definitely needed more market research!
" Oh yes! This is the best part. Or, uh, I think it is, anyway!" He was fairly confident there weren't any mistakes to be had on the compliment on the wrapper. At least, he hoped not. Nickie watched with bated breath as the skeleton produced the wrapper. There, scrawled in Nickie's neat, curly handwriting, was a happy little note: You're a gyft to your friends, family, and everyone you meet!
The skeleton gave a thumbs up as he read, the dotted lights in his sockets visibly scanning the wrapper.
Aw. That was cute. The corners of the skeleton's ever-present grin went upwards just a little more. Even though he'd never say it out loud though...
...It was hard to feel much happier from a single compliment. There were things that brightened his day, *made* his day, even. But *feeling* it was another story. ...heh. Guess something like that just didn't go away on a dime. Still, though, he liked the idea, even if it was hard to take the words as genuine and heartfelt for him personally. Just having something to get through the day was important to lots of monsters, not just him.
"...you know, my bro? he'd love this. he'd hang 'em up and collect 'em as trading cards." He wasn't going to commit to his brother coming, though. That was his decision. Papyrus could be really particular about what food he enjoyed.
BEGGING that chapter 5 makes Asgore the best thing ever
(The smallest Mike was in a panic over hearing Tenna suddenly run out like that...
After letting the others now, Pluey was all ready to help comfort Tenna, though...although... @tvtimewithtenna seemed busy... What was he going to do now?)
(He's realizing it. The others are...getting better. Tenna likes them more. They're able to function even without him there more and more. Soon enough, he won't be needed.)

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π‘οΈ for war survivors Gerson and Asgore!
Wow, I didn't do the prompt at all! Ooops. I've had this in my drafts for a long time, so I'm posting it anyways.
Gerson's a talker, so there isn't much he won't talk about! If you bring up any particular injury to him, he'll likely just say it how it is, or, if it's gruesome, maybe just laugh it off and come up with a lighter tale for a kid...or say just how it is! Sugarcoating isn't his style, even if he can see the positive side on a lot of things.
He did get cornered and pinned once, nearly stabbed in his shoulder, although his armor took the blow instead. He was an extremely competent fighter and despite being in some of the most dangerous and deadly fights during the war, so being absolutely dead to rights shook him and caused some more introspection for sure.
Still, eventually, the Nice Cream began to shrink, if only just because of how it was painting the skeleton's teeth red. Some of it had drippled down onto his neckbones, too, but he didn't seem to mind. In fact, he didn't seem to mind the staring, either. (Personally, he thought it was hilarious. Strange, yes, but harmless, and mostly hilarious). He thought for a moment, closing his eyelids (somehow), before opening them, his slippers crunching the snow slightly as he readjusted his position to stare at the tall blue-furred rabbit monster.
"nah."
...
"i love it. can i stash some in my freezer?" He chuckled, rocking just a little on the front of his feet, or what constituted them, anyways.
"guess it's kinda a tall ask to have it be more non-newtonian." He replied after a moment. That'd be fun, though. Have it be firm and sweet, then become more more smooth and flavor-filled on the way down.
There was a brief second where his face threatened to fall at the simple 'nah'. A pregnant pause where his ears drooped, and his large, nearly black eyes looked so disappointed (with himself, mostly). But once the skeleton added more, Nickie perked right back up, a smile gracing his features. He glanced about his cart for one moment before producing a napkin and offering it to him. Nickie can't imagine he would want the remnants of sticky ice cream on his face. Not to mention, it's red hue did look a little ominous. He made a mental note to play with the color on his next batch.
" Oh, super! I am so glad you like it! And absolutely! Not really much of a market for them, so I am glad you like it enough for more." Though it could be argued this was true for all of his flavors.
He nodded, taking the suggestion seriously. " I can play with the texture! It'll be tricky, but I am always up for a challenge. If you think that would make it even more yummy, that is." He had played with textures before with other flavors and found the prospect of doing so again to be more exciting than scary or bothersome. Beside, if it meant that Sans would enjoy it more, who was Nickie to deny the chance to do so. He smiled at him.
" Thank you! I don't know if I said that yet, but thank you for trying it! Not exactly a flavor I have gotten much feedback on."
Well, Sans was glad his little 'nah' didn't totally knock the guy out, he was worried for a second. This skull held the ever present smile, although the corners seemed drawn upwards. "glad ta hear it. thanks." he accepted the napkin and proceeded to use it...perhaps a little half-heartedly. He rubbed it the front of his chin and jacket, but it still mostly stained. He placed the half-used napkin directly in his coat pocket. Sans truly was an odd fellow, but he did like the earnestness this guy had.
"oh yeah. lessee." In his other gloved hand, he produced the wrapper. "what compliment ya got for a hot thing like me?" He was pretty deadpan, but he was also clearly joking, probably.