#vertebralheights

“Well if it isn’t the loveliest little skeleton in all the Underground~” Mettaton grins at the familiar sight for sore eyes.

“Bo, right? My, it seems no matter what we do, we’re just destined to meet again, hm?”

Of course that could easily be because the Underground was small. So bumping into familiar people wasn’t hard.

@vertebralheights​ said... “ i keep forgetting there’s ghosts in here ” -Zapfino

IF YOU CAN CALL IT THAT.

Sometimes, he feels like a ghost. A remnant of another time, another life. He knows that’s not what he is. But some other beings are, or closer to it. There’d been ghosts in the Underground when he and Zapfino were alive, but somehow, Gaster thinks that’s not what the other scientist is speaking about. 

          "Easy, it's alright. There's no need to be tense." Asgore watches the skeleton girl with melancholic concern. "I apologize for the harsh formalities of this arrangement, but there are procedures. However, I only wish to talk to you. Would you like a cup of tea?" He doesn't know much, except that this skeleton had been hiding a human child much further underground. "I am deeply sorry for your loss. The death of any child is devastating, I know.” Large paws fold uncomfortably in his lap -- neither of them want to be here, having this conversation apparently. Yet here they are.

Since Fib had been given the day off today to do what he wanted. He had decided upon making a last-minute trip over to Snowdin. He’d never been to Snowdin before, even with all the time he’s lived in the Underground. So he decided that Snowdin would be a cool place to check-out for the day. Even if all he did was play in the snow. Which... Is mostly what he did. When he arrived in his sweater and boots too big for his feet, he was immediately taken aback by just how cold it was here compared to Hotland. It had started snowing again too! And how that was possible Underground, he’d never know. But who cares! It’s snow! And yes it was very cold snow, but it was super soft to the touch and-- Oop. Just as he reached down to grab a handful of the stuff in excitement, he lost his balance and fell face-first into the fresh snow. His wings fluttered at this, and after some struggling to get up, he eventually is able to at least roll over instead, so he wasn’t eating ice. He could see his breath now as he laid there, and he was kind of mesmerized by it for a few moments-- At least, that is, until the sound of someone approaching him, caught his attention. He tilted his head back then, and blinked a bit curiously up at the skeleton who was standing over him. And with a friendly grin, he kicks his feet a bit and waves up at them.

“Hello!! Am Fib! Pbbffth.” He sticks his tongue out and kinda spits out air to try and get some of the snow off his face, then with a laugh, he looks at her again and then waves.... Again.

Drawing Meme

Bored. 

So, so so bored. Chara wanders through Waterfall, avoiding any monsters still around and touring the Underground in search of anything to do. She’d spent so long here that she could likely walk around freely even blindfolded. It’s been ages since she’d seen or done anything new...

Until she balanced on the cliffside. Rocks give way, the child giving a gasp as she’s sent tumbling down, down, down... several rather painful impacts later, she’s left in a heap on the ground in unknown territory, groaning in pain.

“Nnnnngh...”

*this is a bad take

*no kidding.

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*also hi, you’re new.

*im sans, sans the skeleton