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*i'm giving you these pills, cause you must be sick. sick of hearing how gorgeous you are.
[Muffet looks at the skeleton from underneath the covers of her bed, harshly swallowing the pills he gave her. They tasted godawful, but Sans’ compliment helped a little bit.]
*I suppose you are doing this for my own good~
*But please tell me more about how beautiful I am~
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*what has 4 legs, 8 arms, and 4 lips? [[A gentle kiss is placed on her lips]] *you, now.
(She has no chance to respond, so she simply blinks, surprised, and stares silently for a moment.)
*... That‘s definitely a new one.
The sign in the front window, strangely not lit up, was the most likely culprit for the quiet that spread throughout the diner. Opening that day would have been a very chaotic decision. The wide array of colorful paint splattering across everything and everyone.. Muffet knew the confusion over who was last left standing would have been nearly impossible to clear up.
No.. She knew that this was the best option. If the diner was closed, the chance of anyone stopping by would be minimized. In fact, it was likely that she would be seeing no one today. Even so, Muffet was equipped with the necessary gear. Being prepared was always essential.
She reached up with a free hand, adjusting the goggles currently on her face. Her most dominant pair of hands cautiously gripped a paintball gun. The third set of hands held refills for the bright pink paint pellets. The wheels of her skates had been primed and were in top condition.
Open or closed, as long as she was behind the counter she would keep herself prepared to greet anyone who set foot within the business establishment. Although, it felt a bit ridiculous to be doing so. After all, it was very doubtful anyone would be to enter from a locked d-
...The door.
Muffet slowly realized she made a mistake.
*so muffet. you don't sell any of your cookware on the side, after hours, off the clock, whatever, do you?
* I’m afraid I do not.
* ...
* However that’s an interesting idea, and I’ll take note of it.
Just One Chance~ [W/ theoneandbonely]
(A date, finally. It seemed so long since she had to prepare for anything like this! Hours and hours she’d spent, trying dresses on, different hairstyles, when finally she’d got it. A black dress, shorter than she’d would have liked but still comfortable, with a partially translucent web design on the back. She wore her hair down, with a bow slightly like a red violin design on just the top right side of her head. With one last confident look in her mirror, she nodded, and went to the front of her parlor. Out came her phone, and a quick text to Sans was sent, short and to the point.]
[TEXT to PUNMASTER] Ready. Hurry here -;;)
@theoneandbonely
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*heya. i got something for you. [[He places a piece of chocolate with a cookie center in her palm, and then a kiss on her cheek.]] *kiss and a kiss. see ya round, miss muffet.
(She smiles at the chocolate and her cheeks flush purple at the kiss.)
*Thank you, deary~
[[Do you believe in me?: CLOSED RP with theoneandbonely]]
With the evening stand-up completed the MTT Club was left empty, save the few straggling patrons and staff. From outside the dull buzz of the resort music leaked into the silent establishment as the staff began to clean up. Even with the final act completed the spotlight lingered on the stage and the low feedback of the microphone could still be heard over the speakers. The rumble of the air passing over the mic is interrupted by the sound of an abandoned cellphone ringing and vibrating on a table near the rear of the club. Lost items are nothing new in the underground, especially with the dump in Waterfall, but a lost cellphone was out of the ordinary. Mostly because this one looked to be modified, most likely by Dr. Alphys at some point. Customized cells like this weren’t in normal supply. The owner was probably trying to find it. The cell rings again; the ringtone is a soft music. It stops briefly to start ringing again, buzzing along the table top. With every new start of the ringtone the cell shakes and shimmies closer to the edge of the table, threatening to fall to the floor.
