Make a Deal with the Skelebros

You want something from the UT, UF, US, and SF skelebros, but they want something in return. (Icon by https://ignitingthesky.tumblr.com/)

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Hello, dear friends!

Mun here! So. Yeah. It’s been a while--a long while. Life happens, and I stepped away from Undertale as a whole to work on myself and my life and stop the spiral I’d been going down. And it worked! So I’m going to take things slow and probably not respond to everything immediately to try to avoid burnout. That being said, if it hasn’t been responded to it’s been deleted. All of my asks were months and months old so I figured anyone who had sent them has forgotten about them or didn’t care or they would bring up old problems they were venting about, etc.  The boys would be more than happy to return to satisfying your needs, send away! They’re waiting!

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Well there you are Red: start to finish hot cats (if you look close you can see where I tried to carve a little cat face on the hotdog) but I made a hotdog with a shit ton of (homemade) mustard with roasted red peppers and pretzel buns.

(Irl: they were very good. And this one was very very messy)

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Red grins eagerly and a second later you’re in his arms. “doll, yer sent from heaven an’ i don’ know what i did t’ deserve ya but i’d do it a thousand times over.”

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As promised; I would make IRL versions of whatever was asked for. Today, I made mustard

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Red’s magic dripped from his golden fang, “holy shit, babe, that’s...” His eyes were wider than anyone could ever recall seeing them. Looking at him now, you could really see the resemblance between him and Blue. 

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*My* dear, I can't believe you forgot your friend already ❤

Red chuckles, “i don’t think none of us could ever forget ya, dollface.”

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I graduated yesterday! In celebration, I made nutella wontons and would like to share!… (My dog doesn’t want me to share but chocolate is bad for puppies)

I haven’t seen my boys in a while…can I hang out a bit?

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The boys look up eagerly and look at the wontons. Blue brightens considerably and smiles, “OF COURSE YOU CAN, FRIEND! I WILL HAPPILY TAKE THESE OFF YOUR HANDS!” He takes them and eagerly pops them into his mouth one at a time.

“heh, i’m sure they’re delicious. thanks for sharing.” Stretch chuckles as Mun swiftly nabs one off the plate before it’s licked clean.

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does anyone (or everyone) wanna come to the nearest cliff and scream their fckn (lack of) lungs out???? warning, it’ll probably devolve into me crying my eyeballs out bc in a shocking twist my mom pulled a Top Ten Anime Betrayals on me and now the threat of homelessness is looming over my head??? screaming for a rlly long time would be cathartic rn bc i’d like to punch Life in the face but who wants to scream alone tbh, invites open for anyone who enjoys screaming or is angry af, ily all, thx

Mun unwinds herself from her nest and joins you in the blink of an eye (life is fucking unfair dude), and with her joins Rus, Red, and Stretch. Stretch wraps his arms around your shoulders. 

“we got ya, sugar. you’re always welcome here with us if ya need. for now, let’s go scream at some stars.” 

It’s a good time. Cops are called. You wind up screaming at the stars with skeletons and cops.

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“I currently have exams going on and well I’m stressed” She rubs the nape of her neck sheepishly a light tint of cherry red dusting her cheeks “I was wondering if...You guys have some advice or would like to Ah...Cuddle or something like that... Ofcourse I don’t wanna force you guys or anything....” Dis smol (hinting whoever is up for it ;;) “In return I could cook up something for you guys if you want or something else...whatever you like...”

“we’re pretty much down for anything, kiddo. we just need to know what you’d like, who you’d like it from, and what you’ll give us in return. we make a lot of exceptions, but we do need some stronger guidelines so we know what to do. we’re here to help you, hun” Classic smiles, “we accept pretty much anything. we’re pretty chill.”

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My

Edge quirks a brow, “MY WHAT?”Red chuckles, “it’s my who.” “OH. THAT SEEMS FOOLISH, HOW DO I KNOW THEY ARE SPEAKING ABOUT A PERSON?” The Papyrus questions, baffled.“it’s a joke… just listen, it’ll make sense.” 

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H-h-here's my deal. I'll do anything, and I get a hug from each of you? S-sorry for bothering you...

“we all love hugs here so fuck it,” Classic stands and prompts the rest of them to stand too. It’s awkward with eight skeletons trying to hugs you at once, but somehow they make it work. With ulna and humerus galore around your torso, you feel oddly comfortable in the center of all of them. Hugs are awesome.

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Honestly I just use em sometimes. Thanks :D I make some by accident sometimes and um. Is Classic good? After uh, that day still? Since I haven’t heard from him.-foolswap anon

Classic gives two thumbs up, grinning lazily. “all good, kiddo. thanks for checking in on me.”

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Red I will make you absolutely anything you want if you'll let me rest in your lap again. it was really nice, the best sleep I've had in ever, really. Ah, and Mun, Since I'm offering food, I can again try to translate it into an IRL version."

Mun nods, “Fuck yeah, dude. Though I can’t say much for what Red might request, so if it’s viable go for it.”

Red grins, “hotcat. i wanna hotcat, with a shitton a mustard.” He requests as he pats his femurs, smirking wickedly. “stay as long as ya want–keep feedin’ me and ya don’t gotta worry about rent neither.” 

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Uhhhh. Can I have a hug? I'll do whatever. I kinda just want a hug...

Classic gives a kind smile and stands, walking up to you and pulling you into his arms to embrace you. “you don’t need a reason to want a hug, kiddo. everyone just needs a hug sometimes.” He chuckles.

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Hi, guys, I'm sorry for bothering you again, but I wanted to ask for some advice from the SwapFell brothers. Do you have any tips on how to not get self conscious around others? I'm trying to boost my conference but so far it's not really working and I could use some advice. In return I'm offering a drawing of your favorite place here on the surface. If you want. Maybe you don't. Ah, sorry

Rus blinks at the question, then glances to his brother as he sits up straight with a smirk to his teeth. “CONFIDENCE,” he states, “OF COURSE, WHEN YOU’RE AS MAGNIFICENT AS I AM IT IS VERY EASY TO NEVER BE SELF-CONSCIOUS! EVER!” You can practically feel Red’s eyeroll, “BUT I’VE FOUND THAT WHEN YOU ACT CONFIDENT–EVEN IF YOU DON’T FEEL IT–, OTHER PEOPLE LOOK AT YOU DIFFERENTLY AND IT’S EASIER TO FEEL AS CONFIDENT AS YOU’RE ACTING. I NEVER ACT, THOUGH. I AMA MAGNIFICENT AND ANYONE WHO THINKS THEY ARE BETTER THAN ME ARE FOOLS.” Rus shrugs and nods.

“i’d say fuck ‘em. everyone. who cares what they think? when ya don’t care at all, ya can’t feel self-conscious.” Rus explains. “hope some of this helps, darlin’.”

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daisy me rollin', they hatin'

Red proceeds to sing the entire song of “Riding Dirty”. It’s not good. It’s not bad, but it’s not good.

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Knock knock

Rus looks intrigued. “who’s there?”

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would any of the skelebros be willing to cuddle? im sick af rn and have a horrible migraine from all the congestion (thanks a lot mother nature, you psychotic bitch)..... once im feeling better i offer my services as a baker for the guys... i can bake pretty much anything as long as there's a recipe and i have the ingredients.

Classic stands and takes your hand, and a second later you’re in the back room with hundreds and blankets and hundreds more pillows. “course, kiddo, i love cuddling.” He hums, lifting his fingers and waving to Stretch and Red with their own sick human. They wave back, amused.

Classic plops down in the pillows and drags you down with him, encasing you in his arms and shutting his eyes. You hadn’t said nap, so he doesn’t fall asleep. He just holds you, hoping you feel better soon.

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@red can I draw on you? with marker? I'll treat you to dinner of your choice and accept full responsibility if you end up disliking what i draw. And uhh if it helps make this less weird for you, you can draw on me too?

“fuck yeah,” Red meets you and divests himself of his jacket and shirt, flopping down in front of you to present you with his spine, the back of his ribcage, and the smooth plains of his shoulder blades. “can’t wait to draw on you, sweetpea.” He’s already planning exactly what he’ll do.