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{Main Verse Canon}

Welp, shit, she’d been caught... She should have known by now that even the dense trees couldn’t hide someone from him. The skeleton standing in front of her was a sudden reminder of that. Thankfully the light grey cloak and hood hi her face and body...

Ember is well-learned in the various Other inhabitants of the world, but they can be surprised. Especially by a walking, talking skeleton that they nearly run into while walking on the street.

Their head tilts, curiosity in their ice blue gaze.

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Zax didn’t want to leave his home. He still wasn’t entirely sure why he had to leave. He knew his best friend had woken him up in the middle of the night and told him he had to go. He already had a bag packed for him and was panicked and looked to have been crying.

No, no. Zax hadn’t wanted to go. But Dex had hugged him and showed him his crown, wrapped up in a shirt before he placed it in his bag. Don’t worry, My Prince. You’ll return here when you’re older and take your rightful place. But for now, you must go.

Zax ended up on a mountain and had spent a couple of days just living off the provisions Dex had provided and trying to understand what his life had become. But he’d run out of food, and soon the young alien knew he needed to move on and find food and water. And maybe someone to help him.

But he only took another fall. Someone helped him, tittering on about how she had no idea how a monster got in here! She’d let him sleep and eat, before Zax had wandered off when she’d gone to sleep, and past through a door. He’d regretted it almost instantly. Idavians were made to withstand heat, not the cold.

There’s that feeling of deja vu as they leave the Ruins and make their way down the path through Snowdin Forest. Had they really done this before? It felt like they had, or it was like something from a dream coming to life. 

There was that bridge, the bars- all seemed like a dream. But dreams don’t happen to them, only nightmares, right?

{Main Verse}

The sound of gentle humming could be heard from deep within Snowdin Forest- if you went far enough. The source of said humming was a figure cloaked in grey, sitting against a larger tree and holding a needle and thread.

The world still hadn’t allowed Hope to leave and she guessed that she wouldn’t be allowed to, until certain events took place. She was okay with that, though. It gave her time to think and to work on the objects in her hands, right now- which from the looks of things, it was almost done and she was very absorbed in her work.

{Main Verse Canon}

“Yeah. Yeah, just a dream, Sans. Everything okay.”

Hope easily lets the skeleton lean on her and she even gives him a small hug. Some sort of support or comfort. Gosh, she’d seemed so shaken up- She’d never seen one of them like that, ever. He’d fallen asleep while she was telling a story and, next thing she knew, she was waking him up and comforting him.

It didn’t sit right. It worried her.

Send me “Theme song” and I’ll tell you a song I think suits your muse.

{Still Accepting}