@bloodcrushersofficial

You really are a shadow of what you were back then.
Well, every good thing has to end.

there's nothing wrong .
there's NOTHING WRONG .
there's NOTHING WRONG .

" Then there's your answer. "
[ Hands behind her head, grinning like she's just made the smartest connection in history. ]

" ..You surprised? "

i did that once

[ holly. ]

seeing mention of dess presently / having put on zombie flicks a lot and going "..huh. that makes sense i'll adopt that into my belief system"

they act like they the shit but baby you ain't even the fart

[ ..Someone's retreated up to one of the balconies of the Holiday manor. ]

[ The only proof she's up there is the soft guitar echoing out into the nearby woods. ]

" . . .

Whatever. "

" ...

I bet they'd start cryin'.
Only time they ever shedded a damn tear for me was when they thought I was gone. "

" How long d'you think they'd keep up the posters?
Would Mom want posters up at all? "

" Wonder if somebody would notice.
Couple hours?
Couple days?
Months?

Ever? "

" ...
You ever think about it?
If I could do it again?
I'd just have to not chicken out this time.
It'd be pretty fuckin' easy. "

" (Now you know how Elly feels..) " [ mumble, mumble. ]

[ ...
A quiet, bitter snicker.
'Being needed'. Imagine. ]

" ..eh. Take a break. "
[ Shrug. ]

" Siiiick. "
[ She reaches over to ruffle at their hair. ]
" Keep that shit up. "

" ..We talkin' Ms. Alphys or..?
Cuz if we're talkin' Ms. Alphys, I'm all for it. "

" Sup. "

AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH

AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH

[ An amused huff, and a roll of the eyes. ]
" Pretty sure they've heard worse shit tumble out my lips before, but sure, sure, yeah.
And, uh..
Yeah. Arright.
Think you can just call it 'hangin' out' at this point, though. Feheh. "

[ A little two finger salute, and she trots off. ]

[ . . .
Nod. ]

" ..Yeah. Yeah, arright. "
[ ..snnrk. ] " Sure she's not passin' up an excuse to leave the fuckin' ice palace.
I'll uh. "

[ ...
A shift, again. Stepping away slightly. ]
" Go give her a call.
Should still be home about now. "

[ . . . ]

[ Shifting and squirming on her hooves a little, before a quiet sigh. ]
" ..Maybe.
... "

[ And their expression grows a little bit more sheepish. ]
" Y'think you could, like.. talk Carol into letting me and Elly come over for dinner? "

" I take no responsibility. "
[ Shrug. ]

[ . . .
But a moment later, their expression falters.
A glance off, hands tucked into her pockets. ]
" ..Eeeh. It's not like the kitchen at home isn't stacked. It just..
Y'know.
Thrill of the hunt, or whatever. "

....

i mean the whole. th.

[ sigh. ]
you know what nevermind you'll learn when you're older

you're welcome elly

my sister was an egg once

[ holly. ]

very very nervously glances at the fact that dess's thoughts about the twinkies was actively meant to evoke the buttercup thing and just . slowly looks away.

" Yeah! That's the *good shit*! "

[ It'd make her sick, wouldn't it? And if she was sick, she wouldn't have to do anything.
And if they got sick enough.. ]

" You gotta let it *age*. It's like wine. "

" I make no promises. "