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Chaos’s ears perked up at the other’s agreement, her smirk growing just a tad bit wider. “Good kitty.~ Now, lets go before it’s too late. And don’t mind me if I say we’re lovers, it’s just an act for the show.~” She said with a slight giggle, taking his hand and leading him to the entrance. The guards looked at the pair, checking them over. Chaos had lightly wrapped her tail around the other’s leg as they checked them for anything bad, making them seem such an innocent couple that just wanted to have a good time. They were approved to go in and get tickets, to which Chaos gladly did with Random.

Before Random could say anything else Chaos was already heading in the direction of the festival entrance with him in tow. Catching the ‘pretend to be lovers’, part a slight blush graced his features. Not out of shyness but nervousness. This was someone who had a plan to do harm to the king yet here they were looking like any normal couple. With the other looking neko like the check up on them went by in a snap. Stepping through the entrance Random glanced around./p> “Now what?, play some games?” Random suggested.

Chaos thought what could be the harm in playing a few games. Maybe she could win some fish to eat later.~ She nodded at him, looking in the general direction of the games. “Hmm, which ones first, dearest?~” She teased with a wink. She laughed. “pfft, let’s see if we can find some of those ‘Win a Fish’ games~” ( Tagging because I took forever. Which i am so so so sorry for!! @nya-random-nya )

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She had heard of the rumors of the queen, but she didn’t believe it. If the nobles really did do something like that, why didn’t they try to find who actually did it and behead them for killing the queen? She waved her hand in a dismissive manner. “Ah, I don’t believe those old stories of past queens. If something like that did happen, I’d fight them off. It’s not like I'm defenseless. Plus, i have you to protect me if I'm ever in danger!” She said to him, smiling softly. ( Low-key tagging because I took forever. @sfpapyrus )

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Papyrus snorted when she eventually sat back down as the nobles returned to their conversations. “Future queen,” he corrected quietly enough that no one else could hear. “Good job. But I think I’d avoid the sugar going forward. Doesn’t seem like you handle it too well.” He slipped away from his princely formalities for a moment, snickering at the display he’d just witnessed. But he returned to his straight-backed, stone-faced demeanor soon enough. “At least wait until we are in the privacy of our own bedroom.”

She sat back down with a huff, but eased up as she heard him Snort with a smile. That was cute. “Yeah, I know. I still made my point though.” She said with a laugh. “Yeah, I know. I’m told everytime I eat sugar. I usually don’t eat it, so it’s not that often that I embarrass myself while on a sugar rush, so you won’t have to worry about it much.” She said, slightly slouching in her seat, but not enough to be noticeable.

no offense but the soft uncertain kiss followed by a pause where the people look each other in the eyes and then fucking pull eachother back into a more passionate kiss will always be the most soul destroying trope , catch me lying on the fucking ground sobbing and rewatching The Scene™✌🏼✌🏼✌🏼

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“Let’s see… I think one time I danced on a table on a dare, but I was too drunk to really remember… I just heard about it from a few friends, but to be honest, I never really knew whether they were serious or just kidding…” He chuckled.

She laughed a little at his story.  That sounded pretty funny actually. “Oh wow, that sounds hilarious. I'd totally do that if I got drunk enough, guaranteed.” She smiled, holding out her hand. “ ‘M name’s Honey by the way. Never properly introduced myself, heh.” She said, hoping he wouldn't notice her buzzer in her hand. That trick was always funny.

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Papyrus helped himself to the contents of his own plate, though with all the grace and dignity a prince should possess. He chuckled. “You will give yourself a stomach ache, you know.” He could tell she was hyped up on sugar, her twitchiness and fidgeting enough to be able to tell that much, though there was little he could do about it at this point.

She nodded hastily, the sugar making her movements and speech quick, and possibly unintelligible. “Yes, that is quite true that I may have a stomach ache, but in the end it doesn't matter. I've already gone too far, so why stop now? Hehehe.~” She said, before hopping up to grab a third helping of sweets. Jeez, someone needs to strap her down before she digs herself an even deeper hole. Well, it seemed to be too late, because in her quickness to get some more sweets, she had tripped over the lace of her own dress and had fallen down flat on her face. Way to go.

Honey brought him in for the hug, patting his back in a gentle manner. She knew what it was like to be sad and depressed, with scars and many thoughts to prove it. So, instead of being sad with him, she decided to help him feel better instead. “Wanna talk ‘bout it?”

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Razzy heard that, nodding in agreement. "I suppose so. Still, I'll probably eat as much as I can, since when I start, I can't really stop." She said, grabbing her fork to start and laughing a little bit. What she had said was too true, when she started to devour (though neatly and properly to try not embarrass him too much) all of her sweets. After eating the two plates she had gotten for herself, her energy just skyrocketed. She still had to sit and act proper, so she was just tapping her fingers on the table, or bumping her heels together, or just vibrating in her seat in general. She looked up at him, giggling a little bit. Her face was a bit flushed and her eyelights had morphed into big bright stars.

“Oh yeah? Like what?” Papyrus challenged, deciding to attempt a conversation, even if it had begun a bit awkwardly.

“Well, most of the time I do truth and dare is when I'm drunk, so I’ve done pretty crazy shit. To name a few things I’ve done, i’ve probably chugged like 2 or 3 bottles of wine at once, kissed a couple of guys and girls with some heavy petting with a few, nearly killed some people, and other stuff I can’t even really remember because I was mega drunk to even try remembering.” She said, laughing a bit at some of the mentions, and lightly blushing at others. She looked at him with a grin. “How about you? Done any crazier shit than a kiss?”