#genefate

   hands take the coffee cup and are greeted by the warmth of a buried frappuccino. it’s doused with way too much fucking caramel sauce and encompassed in an avalanche of whipped cream, threatening to spill through a plastic lid. he’d sent the shilo off to locate the nearest coffee shop due to his impending caffeine withdrawals. following his request was an overdramatic, incredulous reaction to hearing shilo never having coffee before, and how that just simply wouldn’t do! forking over a few bucks, he sent her to get whatever sounded good to her, whatever she wanted.

   “ahh, thank you.” papa lets the warmth of the cup envelope his hands through fabric, giving an almost mirthful sort of hum. “now! take a sip if you haven’t already!” he’s gesturing to her cup with his own. “i will show you what you’ve been missing out on.”

                          oh --------- !!  he’s seen these types of bugs before!

   while this type of creature isn’t really his expertise, compared to snails ... he is familiar with it.  mostly because these are the types of bugs Frisk would say they picked up and played with at school with their friends... “rollie pollie’s” is what the kids and Frisk referred to them as -- and it’s what Mettaton almost exclaims as the creature unrolls itself and scurries around on his hand.

                                     ‘   * OOH, THESE ARE TOO CUTE!!                                * THESE RIGHT BESIDE LADYBUGS AND SNAILS -- VERY CUTE.   ’

      he’s so distracted by the pill bug, watching it run from one hand to the other ... he’s careful to not startle it to where it reverts back into its ball-like form or heaven forbid, hurt it.

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“Whatcha got there, huh?” 

Frail and pallid with an odd shadow that clung and sunk in her eyes, Shilo was a curious sight for the eye. The kid hid behind her hair and her gaze harbored a secret road to an elusive garden where fairies dwelled, nestled in their water lilies. Where armored frogs were faithfully sworn under the rule of their benevolent queen. 

Timidly, she lifted lithe fingers and to his astonishment, inside her cupped hands, she revealed a red little lady bug tottering about. The chubbiest he’d seen.

“For me?” He motioned and she nodded eagerly, a small smile spreading when he took it with utmost care and caution. Cradled it as if it were a handful of priceless jewels. “Gosh, I feel bad, Miss Shilo. I don’t have anything for you.”

Silently, Shilo joined him on the bench and Omega scooted on the edge, allowing her to  witness its segmented antennas wiggling about. “But don’t worry, I’ll take care of her⎯⎯or him. Whatever they may be. In fact, they will have a name! Pubs and Pubs will be cherished.”

@genefate // measure me!

tell sara which disney princess she is and why / accepting!

    She had to laugh at that. Almost every girl born in the last few decades likely wondered which Disney princess they were most like at one point in their lives, but Snow White? The first of the bunch? The lonely princess who narrowly escaped having her heart carved out of her chest and hid away in the forest? Her nose wrinkled slightly at the thought. She liked the movie well enough, but Snow White herself had always seemed… bland. A girl, though brave in her own right, lacked personality and she spent most of the movie unconscious or staring into wells. Not exactly Sara’s idea of fun. 

    “—Really? She wouldn’t be my first choice, I guess, but it would be helpful to have animals help me with cleaning…” 

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