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The cauldron in the middle of the room, behind the counter, bubbled almost violently as the contained ocean-grey liquid transformed into a caput mortuum brown liquid of higher viscosity when a pair of leather covered hands tossed in a handful of flame dragon scales (evident from the sparking gradients of red to gold) and pixie dust.

A potion of fire resistance and thick skin (the dragon scales)… and a dash of levitation (the pixie dust)? You don't quite understand what the monster behind the counter is doing, with your meager knowledge of potion-making back when you were a royal and forced into lessons alongside your white haired brother.

“If you're looking for armour or clothing items, please come back during the Dusk Shift, that’s when my grump of a co-owner will be working with payment by chocolate bars—oh. You're new.”

You wave, and the skeleton (now that he has turned around to look at you) monster wipes his gloved hands onto his apron before tossing it aside, sliding up to the counter.

“Huh. You're kind of familiar… Did Cross send ya to me?”

You recognise the name. It's the skeleton monster you grew up with, and recently worked on a mission together with as a party of three. A royal guard turned mercenary for hire. You think you might have seen the exact shade of violet of the coat and the navy threads running through the fabric in embroidered designs on Cross’ clothes too.

You've definitely seen many fellow adventurers with the navy threads in their clothes. Runes of some kind? They leak a lot of intent whenever you walk past someone with the threads in their clothes, but the potioneer’s clothes leak far more protective intent than the ones you've usually seen.

Curious. Cross’ was like this too. So was a fair share of other skeleton monsters’.

The potioneer is staring at you, and you nod in reply to his question.

“Well, I'm not gonna complain about new customers,” the skeleton said, then he turned to mumble to himself, "I'm gonna need to write a letter to that guy and tell him to visit me himself instead of sending strangers, seriously.”

Then he smiled and leant onto the counter, tapping his first two, gloved, distals on the wooden surface.

“So! Whaddya need?"

if you're still taking requests I would just love to see more of them, maybe cuddling or something ;w; 💙

I hope you're having a good day!! ✨

Or maybe a plot twist out of nowhere?

:D

I owe you all the cuddles Geno-Blue-Reaper and you'll have them!! >w<)

Thanks for your question! <3 , and don't worry, I'll keep updating that mini-story, even if I have no idea what's going on! sdsds

Error by CQ

Error be like: SERIOUSLY?! RIGHT IN FRONT MY CHOCOLATE? CAN YOU PLEASE STOP?

Nightmare enjoys his angriness and likes being flirty with Cross, so he doesn't stop. And Cross just follows the "game" until Error is almost crying in anger so he just leaves.

Happy Holidays 2017!

The lips move quickly and fingers making a circle slowly lower from the open eye. A quick smirk lifts to the lips, amused. Looking straight ahead, the face is smiling more open, smiling with present contentment. 

“I see you.”