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Oh heck, are you okay, Cupcake? We heard you fall over on Wingdin's blog. :(

Oh, y-you heard that… ? There’s eh, no need to be concerned, though! I’m fine! Just got, eh, a little panicked when I heard Wingdin shout my full name… she almost never calls me ‘Caddy’, unless someone’s in a lot of trouble…

But as for the current, eh, ‘situation’… we’re aware of it. Still, eh, trying to process it, I suppose. But Wingdin especially is taking the news rather hard. Not that I can really blame her.

I mean, I may be his stepfather, but she held Papyrus in her arms when he was a newborn. And he literally did just turn 18, but… he is a legal adult now, and that means making adult decisions with adult consquences. We’ll, eh, probably talk to him about this whole, eh, thing when he feels up to talking about it, though.… He doesn’t need our approval now that he’s Of Age, but I feel like he’d be the best monster to put his poor mother’s SOUL at ease…

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Your all so adorable!

Cupcake: Oh! Hello! And, eh, thank you very much. I’ll be sure to pass your comment on to the others when I’m able to.

Cupcake: And, eh, if you want to send any more questions, we’re temporarily using @that-one-tea-anon. This blog isn’t closed, but I’ll be making my posts over there, even if I am using the other camera...

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"I don't suppose offering the neighbors a fresh omelette would help smooth things over, huh...? XD All's well that ends well, though."

Thankfully they were very understanding about the whole thing, and the cement was wet enough that they could just fill in the gaps and smooth it over... but, eh, Wingdin did use Chicky’s egg of the day to make a loaf of chocolate chip Brioche?So I suppose in that way, she did pay off her own ‘debt’...

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"So, how's Chicky doing? :D Still enjoying those eggs?"

Cupcake: Oh, eh, yes, actually, we… we are enjoying the eggs. But as for the chicken that lays them, she’s ‘grounded’ for a few days… following, eh, an incident outside…

Bitter: …Which wouldn’t even have been a fuckin’ incident if you hadn’t fuckin’ panicked, ya big nerd… but ya can’t just stop there without tellin’ the whole story, so I guess I’ll explain to the nice people what happened, shall I?

Bitter: See, some neighbours of ours are havin’ a lil’ foundation put down, since they wanted to rebuild their log storage to keep the wood nice an’ dry. An’ Chicky just happened to be outside while this big ol’ square of wet cement is dryin’ - but I don’t think anythin’ of it.

… Or at least I don’t until I hear Sans yell somethin’ about “SHE’S MAKING ART!!!”, so I go outside an’… hold on, lemme pull up the picture…

…An’ I see THAT. Pap’s just crackin’ up, Sans is cheering, fuckin’ Edge was lookin’ like ‘how do I pick up this tiny fragile creature’, an’ honestly I just keep right on sippin’ my coffee. I mean, what the fuck do you even do in that situation? It’s like 8 in the mornin’ on the weekend and the fuckin’ chicken’s out there doin’ crimes… 

Cupcake: *sighs* Well I didn’t think it was so funny, though admittedly I could have handled it better than… well… chasing after her yelling “NO!”, and ending up with a lovely pair of size 10 snow boots stuck in wet cement…

Wingdin had to pull me out with her strings so I didn’t drop poor Chicky right in it… but the young lady was none the worse for wear, thankfully! A warm foot-bath with some gentle soap, and she was right back to her usual routine, sitting on my chair and laying her daily egg while we apologized to the neighbours.

So, eh, all’s well that ends well, I suppose… ? Even if my snow boots will never be the same… Wingdin was not happy about that…

Bitter: Just another fuckin’ day in Paradise. An’ you can thank Dagwood for showin’ up an’ givin’ us photos of the whole thing - apparently he’s makin’ some kinda scrapbook, heh.

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Is Wingdin much of a 'hopeless romantic' then? Or do you think it's because she's more of a 'Caddy' that she isn't that inclined towards that?

“I guess she’s, uh, more into doin’ little things... just lil’ spontaneous things, y’know? Like a surprise hug an’ kiss when I’m pitchin’ in like today, boxin’ up caterin' orders or makin' sandwiches.”

“A couple’a coffee-walnut cake balls in my lunch bag, when we got a packed delivery schedule. A shot of vanilla extract in the coffee in my head, so I got the scent of it all day. It ain’t planned stuff, like the gestures Edge does for me an’ Cupcake, but it’s really nice.”

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That's so sweet with Cupcake wanting to get rings though! And being a hopeless romantic isn't such a bad thing either!

“Hey, I never said it was a bad thing. I mean, Edge can be kinda like that too - sure, we talk to each other a certain way when we’re havin’ ‘play time’ together, but he can be a real sweetheart when he wants to be.”

“I mean - even when I used to come over to Fell from here, he’d insist on makin’ me breakfast before I left. The big lug even got flowers for the table sometimes, an’ those things are really fuckin’ expensive in our old timeline.”“Maybe it’s like a Gaster thing, since Cupcake’s technically one’a them.”

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"You could make a 'necklace' out of the rings so you could still 'wear' them? Just loop a chain through them. c:"

“Yeah, I guess we could do that! We can’t wear necklaces in the kitchen ‘cept for chokers, ‘cause of food hygiene, but I could wear it while I’m workin’ the front, makin’ lattes an’ shit… ”

“Is that last batch nearly done, Getter? I’m still gettin’ used to these long gloves an’ my ‘arms’ are gettin’ tired… ”

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"Aw, no rings or anything?"

“Oh, yeah, that too. We already have the necklaces Wingdin made for us, but… while she’s got her hands full’a cinnamon roll dough… Cupcake was thinkin’ of comissionin’ some weddin’ bands. Even though we won’t be able to wear them half the fuckin’ time, ‘cause of safety reasons… ”

“I mean there’s machines in the kitchen, and the fuckin’ lab, AND Edge is always handlin’ heavy stuff - but the doc’s like, one’a those hopeless romantics, y’know? Rose petals on the pillow. Heart-shaped box’a chocolates. He can’t not have rings at the weddin’. So, eh, me an’ Edge are gonna let him have that one thing.”“…I guess we can always just save ‘em for special occasions… ”

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Do you have any ideas for your potential wedding?

“Oh hey! Ya caught me at work, but check it out! Got one’a those HD cameras like Caddy has, an’ I’m just takin’ it for a spin while I box up these orders of Rainbow Cinnamon Rolls. Gotta love Pride Month, right?”

“But anyway, far as I know we’re keepin’ things simple - dad got himself made all officiated, so he’ll be able to marry us in a Pagan ceremony down by the river in Snowdin. He ties some silk rope around our wrists, everybody claps, we have cake an’ sandwiches.”

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How has Wingdin been doing? We haven't heard from her in awhile now?

I normally would answer things on my own blog, but that is being okay! I know I have been away for so very long, but there is good reasoning for that!

It is being wedding season! Cozy’s is so very busy, with it being Pride Month as well as many monsters going and getting married!

It is also being so annoying when you have monsters so very demanding this way or that way for cakes! Interestingly, those that get under my gel the most is those that are going, oh Mx. Wingdin, surprise me!

I am having to bake your cake, fill your cake; make mini cakes most times for reception, and you don’t know what you wanting for cakes design? Please, I am no genie, give me at least basic idea! 

But ah, I am sorry for getting angry like that. Most monsters have good design ideas, and they give me the wiggle room for making personal touches. So, it is great in long run. My husbands have had to hear me grumbling most days after work, I need not taking it to our blogs.

I am certainly looking forward to when we can have our handfasting ceremony though. It will be big big thing, with everyone we can get to come and attend!

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Hopefully you can be more open about talking to them soon. They said they were going to visit David soon, so that's a step in the right direction. I think the commotion at the library lit a fire under them, so to speak.

Ya mean that whole thing that happened yesterday? Hell yeah, I’d say that’s a step in the right direction! I’ll stay outta their way so they can do whatever, but if they wanna meet up, I can just say I’m renewin’ a book for Wingdin.

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You and Ivy have a real nice friendship. <3 Do you both talk often?

We talk about as often as we can, I guess? It ain’t always easy for me - my hand tremors mean I usually use speech-to-text, but I can’t use that to talk to them if somebody might overhear...* Seemingly satisfied nobody’s listening, Bitter continues.

So I gotta take my time with my replies. An’ I can’t usually talk about this shit openly on here, either. Not unless it’s a day like today - the others’re downstairs gettin’ lunch ready, an’ they think I’m still takin’ a nap.

But yeah, I like to think me an’ Ivy have what Cupcake calls ‘a good rapport’ goin' on - or in other words, we can just talk about whatever. It’s nice.

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Hey Bitter, has anyone ever told you how awesome your overall ghost "aesthetic" is? I saw someone giving you a few compliments on their blog not too long again.

Heh. Yeah, I did see that… real nice’a Ivy to say stuff like that about me. I’ve had a couple monsters take my photo at the cafe - somethin’ about “alternative fashion" - but none’a them ever went into specifics, y’know?

…It’s actually kinda nice to think about myself that way. I feel weird callin’ myself ‘handsome’ or ‘pretty’, but ‘a nice aesthetic’… I feel like I’m more allowed to say that....An’ “Bits” is a new nickname, too… but I think I like it.

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you did a great thing today, edge. things could've gotten real bad real quick. thanks for standing up to that jackass. someone needed to take him down a peg, and i'm glad it was you. you handled things better than other might've. -grey

Thanks. I’ve been in enough FIGHTS to know when it’s worth gettin’ dust on your hands, and needless to say, he ain’t one’a those monsters.

I’ll admit, I felt a lil’ bad when he fell in that snowdrift… but that was his clumsy ass, not my doin’. I almost wanna send over a sarcastic Get Well card an’ some’a Getter’s Charcoal Steamed Buns, but eh, he ain’t worth spendin’ any more time or money on than necessary.

[bigboneybaines]

Uh, Carrol? Apparently an Ashland Brimstone is coming to drop off a book that someone purchased from him?

Oh, Child, thank you for warning me! That detestable flame was so rude and just…just such a horrid man last time I saw him!

He was threatening to drop a priceless first edition of ‘The Wee Free Men’ by Terry Pratchett into the snow, a-as he tried to get me to leave the library… I need to tell Edge, he’s come on over again to help me out today…

*He went back towards the front of the library where Edge was.*

{Edge, a bad man is coming to the library. I need help staying safe, yes?}

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* Hearing Carrol speaking to him in Klingon, Edge looks up from his copy of ‘The Beginner’s Guide To CME’

{Have no concern. If he approaches your territory, I will destroy him.}

* Getting up from his chair, he moves behind a book-case to monitor the situation.

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*A noisy bang was heard as the door to the library was opened, then shut quickly.*

Well, hello there Mistah Brimstone…what uh, brings you to the Snowdin Library today?

I got book for paying customer, Baines! Says gold on delivery, but no give me good address, so tell me, bring here. You gonna pay me, tubby man, or I throw book out in river in back!

Now you see here, Ashland! I have never accepted any of those fangled, ‘gold on delivery’ requests! You already got paid and you’re just trying to bilk me outta more money!

You pay me now, you fat sack of bones and jello! I will burn book right in front of you! Or I just leave front door, you won’t follow, so scared of outer world you are!

*Ashland took a few steps back towards the front door, chuckling quietly.*

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* Ashland suddenly feels a huge, heavy hand on his shoulder.

Edge: YOU ARE WANT TAKE THEES OUTSIDE, MEESTER ASHLAND… ? * And when he turns around… he sees this.

Edge: THEES FAT SACK OF BONE AND JELLY, HE EES VERY HEPPY TO FEEL REQUEST! BUT FIRST, HE HAVE QUESTION FOR YOU~! *Edge growls menacingly, tightening his grip…

YOU ARE WANT GO OUT DOOR, OR OUT WEENDOW???

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I…I uh…o-out the d-door? I leave book on counter, no problem! No need for gold! Please do not throw me…

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* Edge takes his hand off Ashland’s shoulder.

Edge: GOOD. WE ARE HAVE UNDERSTANDING. YOU ARE BAN FROM LIBRARY - NO COMING BACK. NO NOW, NO EVER.

AND YOU STAY AWAY FROM MY FRIEND - OR NEXT TIME I AM NOT BEING MEESTER NICE GUY.

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*Ashland ran out the front door and proceeded to trip into a snowbank, nearly screeching, as he scrambled upright and went on running back to his home. Steam was visible as he ran.*

Oh, my gracious…thank you so much Edge! You are a very sweet man, and I am so blessed to know you. I just don’t know what I’d have done without ya, Edge. I’ll put this book under the counter unless you know how ta get it to Kodai somehow?

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Edge: {The task took little effort. You are a valuable ally - I am proud to defend your honor and your territory.} *Edge clears his throat

Edge: AS FOR BOOK? I, EH, CANNOT BE EXPLAIN IN KLINGON - BUT DR. BREWER IS HAVE ‘HOLE TO OTHER WORLD’. FOR DELIVER, EH… ‘SMALL BOX MAIL’… ?

CAN BE DOING, BUT DEPEND IF KODAI IS STILL WANT BOOK FROM COWARD.

[bigboneybaines]

Uh, Carrol? Apparently an Ashland Brimstone is coming to drop off a book that someone purchased from him?

Oh, Child, thank you for warning me! That detestable flame was so rude and just…just such a horrid man last time I saw him!

He was threatening to drop a priceless first edition of ‘The Wee Free Men’ by Terry Pratchett into the snow, a-as he tried to get me to leave the library… I need to tell Edge, he’s come on over again to help me out today…

*He went back towards the front of the library where Edge was.*

{Edge, a bad man is coming to the library. I need help staying safe, yes?}

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* Hearing Carrol speaking to him in Klingon, Edge looks up from his copy of ‘The Beginner’s Guide To CME’

{Have no concern. If he approaches your territory, I will destroy him.}

* Getting up from his chair, he moves behind a book-case to monitor the situation.

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*A noisy bang was heard as the door to the library was opened, then shut quickly.*

Well, hello there Mistah Brimstone…what uh, brings you to the Snowdin Library today?

I got book for paying customer, Baines! Says gold on delivery, but no give me good address, so tell me, bring here. You gonna pay me, tubby man, or I throw book out in river in back!

Now you see here, Ashland! I have never accepted any of those fangled, ‘gold on delivery’ requests! You already got paid and you’re just trying to bilk me outta more money!

You pay me now, you fat sack of bones and jello! I will burn book right in front of you! Or I just leave front door, you won’t follow, so scared of outer world you are!

*Ashland took a few steps back towards the front door, chuckling quietly.*

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* Ashland suddenly feels a huge, heavy hand on his shoulder.

Edge: YOU ARE WANT TAKE THEES OUTSIDE, MEESTER ASHLAND… ? * And when he turns around… he sees this.

Edge: THEES FAT SACK OF BONE AND JELLY, HE EES VERY HEPPY TO FEEL REQUEST! BUT FIRST, HE HAVE QUESTION FOR YOU~! *Edge growls menacingly, tightening his grip…

YOU ARE WANT GO OUT DOOR, OR OUT WEENDOW???

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I…I uh…o-out the d-door? I leave book on counter, no problem! No need for gold! Please do not throw me…

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* Edge takes his hand off Ashland’s shoulder.

Edge: GOOD. WE ARE HAVE UNDERSTANDING. YOU ARE BAN FROM LIBRARY - NO COMING BACK. NO NOW, NO EVER.

AND YOU STAY AWAY FROM MY FRIEND - OR NEXT TIME I AM NOT BEING MEESTER NICE GUY.

[bigboneybaines]

Uh, Carrol? Apparently an Ashland Brimstone is coming to drop off a book that someone purchased from him?

Oh, Child, thank you for warning me! That detestable flame was so rude and just…just such a horrid man last time I saw him!

He was threatening to drop a priceless first edition of ‘The Wee Free Men’ by Terry Pratchett into the snow, a-as he tried to get me to leave the library… I need to tell Edge, he’s come on over again to help me out today…

*He went back towards the front of the library where Edge was.*

{Edge, a bad man is coming to the library. I need help staying safe, yes?}

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* Hearing Carrol speaking to him in Klingon, Edge looks up from his copy of ‘The Beginner’s Guide To CME’

{Have no concern. If he approaches your territory, I will destroy him.}

* Getting up from his chair, he moves behind a book-case to monitor the situation.

[bigboneybaines]

*A noisy bang was heard as the door to the library was opened, then shut quickly.*

Well, hello there Mistah Brimstone…what uh, brings you to the Snowdin Library today?

I got book for paying customer, Baines! Says gold on delivery, but no give me good address, so tell me, bring here. You gonna pay me, tubby man, or I throw book out in river in back!

Now you see here, Ashland! I have never accepted any of those fangled, ‘gold on delivery’ requests! You already got paid and you’re just trying to bilk me outta more money!

You pay me now, you fat sack of bones and jello! I will burn book right in front of you! Or I just leave front door, you won’t follow, so scared of outer world you are!

*Ashland took a few steps back towards the front door, chuckling quietly.*

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* Ashland suddenly feels a huge, heavy hand on his shoulder.

Edge: YOU ARE WANT TAKE THEES OUTSIDE, MEESTER ASHLAND… ? * And when he turns around… he sees this.

Edge: THEES FAT SACK OF BONE AND JELLY, HE EES VERY HEPPY TO FEEL REQUEST! BUT FIRST, HE HAVE QUESTION FOR YOU~! *Edge growls menacingly, tightening his grip…

YOU ARE WANT GO OUT DOOR, OR OUT WEENDOW???