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" um . i've kind've got , a little crush on you . i know , i know . i've been pretty lowkey . "

if you'll excuse them they're drawing up blueprints for a hydraulic press

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!! The knocking was so loud whoever was inside that house at the time might have thought fireworks were going off outside. KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!! But, nope. Nothing like it. It was nothing more than a very persistent kid with a knack for knocking doors.

With that, his hands hid behind him, rocking on his heels as the waiting began. Oh, he knew whose door he was knocking at, alright. His teacher's, Ms. Toriel's! He had been there at least once before, for homework help, but... the circumstances behind his visit were very different that afternoon.

Judging by the shifty eyes, and how he had been waiting behind a tree until the goat lady's van passed by, Pump had a clear ulterior motive. One that become clear the instant he heard a quiet click coming from behind the front door, causing him to stand on his tippy-toes for maximum good boy demeanor.

And it was just who he wanted to see-- ❝ Hiiii. ❞ --the youngest of the Dreemurrs! Not like anybody else lived in that house, as far as he was aware.

"Not again.."

grabbing her attention is easy , but holding onto it for very long is a near impossible feat ; kris' voice is one of few things capable of doing both . susie glances up at them .

the sentiment's an echo of a time she likes to pretend never happened . it momentarily gives her pause . a deliberate jab , or just a common phrase ? man ... she's overthinking . the draconic monster tilts her head curiously , gaze impish . she leans in a little , her intrigue apparent and a small smile forming as she regards them .

"Hey again Clover! Glad you made it here in one piece! Well, that may not be a 100% correct here considering well...Let's just heal that up for ya, huh?"

And with a little wink, a familiar sound would play through the area, healing up the human from whatever encounter they got themselves into. Isn't SAVING just swell?...But judging by the look, the flower didn't seem to be egging them on to the next area like usual.

"Hmmmm, now this is going to sound a little crazy from me! But maybe you should sit down for a little bit! I maybe talented but you still look like you are going to fall on your feet here!