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[A prince and a pauper || SELECTIVELY ACCEPTING ]

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           The smell of tea and spring flowers were fragrant, like a pleasant cloud all too like the morning TIME said it must be. That was all they had now, memory like old photographs left to marinate in false sunlight. The Royal Scientist was a polite creature, pleasantries were all part of keeping what was crumbling beneath his feet from truly plunging him into the depths of something depraved. So he smiled as he so often had, even THEN when those clouds of burning countryside blocked out the sun. 

       Lying was something Gaster had become exceptionally good at.

“ . . Do you not ever grow tired of this? “ Only not now.

Gaster’s smile remained in place, though it’s corners were stiff, they were thin as a sheet of paper drenched in water. Such a brittle thing, so ready to rip at its seams. His sullen hands held the tea-cup with care, as was proper, and noted how those gouges his work had begun to leave in his bone were all the more evident to him now.

Clarity in the midst of sweltering decay. He was losing his mind. Surely.

            “Do you not tire of waiting on

                        peaceable means of liberation?”

okay but a thread where hes ruler and she sends herself back to the ruins or something??? im stressed thinking about ur verse aLREADY

      ➥  My family?

      The question had caught her off-guard. Sure, she was positive that Toriel had made the connection of Katie already having a family, or at least previous caretakers, but to be asked with little to no segwey is... surprising. She never expected to talk about what her life was like before coming to the Underground.

      “Hu....?”

          “You like... jokes, right...?” They were delivering snails and had heard from their human friend that the goat monster liked jokes... and they’d wanted to be friends with her for quite some time... Because she was nice...

          fuck fuck fuck----

          okay, trying to mess with some of those machines in the old lab has been one of the most stupid ideas he’s ever had in his entire life. he’s lucky enough to still have hp keeping his soul together. bless all those long naps and all the extra health he gathers-- just in case something happens, like an idiot almost getting himself killed in some death traps.

          but stumbling right onto the former queen while looking like death itself surely has never been in one of his plans... right, just because this day can’t get any worse than that, of course. hah hah. very funny.