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Six Word Story // Heartfelt Notions

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GOOD END- The ideal end to my muse’s story where everything is resolved and they can live a good life.

BAD END- The bad guys win. Everything that can go wrong for my muse had gone wrong.

TRUE END- Bittersweet ending. Some things go right, other things go wrong. Some sacrifices have to be made, but most people are happy in the end.

EVERYONE LIVES- No one has to die in my muse’s story, be it for Better or for worse.

WE ALL FALL DOWN- No one is safe in the end of my muse’s story. Everyone important to the story has perished. This can include your muse or not.

WENT DOWN IN HISTORY- Your muse’s story is passed down through the ages, sometimes being stretched or exaggerated in places until it becomes a legend told in storybooks and campfires as poems, tall tales, etc.

         sure, he’s seen mettaton hundreds of times - but this guy? 

                     peering at them with furrowed skeletal brows, mind ticking over every part of the metal WONDER that makes the ghost’s shell. not mettaton, then. but then who…?

                                                         ( * you’re staring. )

they’re looking at the other with a puzzled gaze.  why was he staring at them? what, did they not button their shirt up right or some shit like that?

either way–

because my self control is at 0%!

“ SUP BITCH , ”

–berci watch out ur getting 5′6 ft of a little shit robot basically THROWING themselves at you in a body slam.

“ I’m not a WEAK LITTLE DEMON BUTT—!!”

The forehead flick earns Naps a weird-sounding squawk from the demon. He almost sounded like a distressed duck or something—

“ I could beat you if we were in a proper fight! I WAS SAYING HI TO YOU, AND THEN YOU FUCKING BODY-SLAMMED ME YOU BITCH—”

               …isn’t that how you like to say ‘hi’ to some of your friends though, Berci—??

“ you say that like it isn’t a normal idea to body slam someone as a greeting. ”

they’re fucking– giggling again and grabbing berci’s face with their hands with a god damn shit eating grin.

“ and, so you really think you’d be able to beat me in a fight? ”

“ SUP BITCH , ”

–berci watch out ur getting 5′6 ft of a little shit robot basically THROWING themselves at you in a body slam.

HEAVY, HEAVY, OH MY GOD THEIR MOTHERFUCKING METAL ASS IS SO FUCKING HEAVY—

“ I’M NOT WEAK—! ” Bercilak wheezed. He sounded like one of those balloons when the air was being squeezed out of them—high pitched and kind of sad.

“ FIGHT ME, YOU PURPLE SNIP-SNAP SCISSOR FUCKER—aND GET OFF OF ME OH MY GOD I CAN’T FEEL MY BACK ANYMORE— ”

“ you’re a weak little demon butt. ”

but still, they’re slowly getting off the other and then flicking him on the forehead.

“ i’d fight you, but you went down so easily. ”

“ SUP BITCH , ”

–berci watch out ur getting 5′6 ft of a little shit robot basically THROWING themselves at you in a body slam.

…Naps was a robot. A 5′6 foot robot made out of metal and magic, who probably weighed a lot more than this 5′2 foot underfed demon who was definitely not made out of metal like this bitch was—

         BERCI’S ASS WILL BE DEAD—

“ B-BITCH???? ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL—”

                               S L A M !

“ AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYY ! ”

that was the last thing both of them said before this motherfucker body slammed the other. 

and then when they both fell down, to add insult to injury they’re literally just sitting on the other grinning like the little shit they were.

“ pfft, w e a k . ”