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               “Sweet suffering Saint Sebastian on the           sousaphone in a short story by Susan Sontag!”

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                                         (̅_̅_̅(̅(̅_̅_̅_̅_̅_̅̅()ڪ  .ˢᵐᵒᵏᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ.

⟨ That had been enough for his confusion to falter for a moment, and enough for Papyrus to cackle. A short lived ‘Nyeh Heh Heh,’ but it had been sufficient for the Skeleton to relax more than before. But with relaxation came his witty assertions. A price to pay, for the other, at least. ⟩

                                               « *hm, i don’t know. »                                                 « *that sounds like it’d require effort. »                                               « *effort that i do not have. »

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               Alright. Ice breaker was a least a success. Not one of his best transitions, but it would do! The soft ‘nyeh hehs’, while quieter than expected, had put him at ease. Perhaps this wouldn’t be so strange in the end, after all.

               ...No, it would definitely be strange, but maybe not AS strange.

               “That’s quite the Sans thing to say!” Two arms stay crossed on his chest, one stays on his hip, and the last gestures into the air. “Don’t tell me he’s gotten to you with that? A wonderful source of guidance he may be, but brother does NOT always know best!”

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It seemed like the two of them were in the same boat! Since Sans && Mettaton themselves has no idea how to reverse this rumored death. Asking Alphys right now would only lead to giving the scientist more stress ontop of what she already has. Though what a very good question….just WHO was hosting the show if neaither of them were at the moment.          *well, sweetheart that’d be—          *that’d be….          *hm.

Hm. This definitely took some thought. Some thought that this fused skelebot would certainly not  partake in! Hah, he was still as lazy as every with Sans in his mind. A shrug of the fluffy shoulders was all that was given in response.             *i haven’t worked that one out yet, actually.             *but don’t worry, i can always say i’m taking a break.

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               “You can’t TRULY mean this!”

               Unfortunately for the shorter (older? did that still count here?           who knew) of the two, Papyrus’ overall enthusiasm for every           activity in life has carried over, and despite some robotic           contemplation along the lines of ‘you know, a vacation sounds           REALLY good right about now’, he had to stick to his guns about           this. It was in his code to keep his other balanced.

               “WE are the Underground’s shining stars! It’s premier darlings!           A dreamboat in the shape of a dreambox!” Oooh, that was another           good question, could they even get into BETA this way? Will the           mysteries and wonders never cease!

               “You and I can’t just LEAVE the stage, the people NEED us! We           could just... make a special, out of this predicament! Yeah, that would           work!” Documentaries weren’t an MTT Brand Regular Thing(TM), but           there was a first time for everything.. And who wouldn’t find this           interesting, really!

               “I mean, if you won’t do it, I certainly will, BUT.”

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"You sure know how to make the best of a confusing and hopeless situation."

GOOD TRY BUT TRY GOODER | ACCEPTING

               “OF COURSE!! Certainly, this is not the most           optimal state to be in for the long run... but never           you fear, dearest Blooky! I am still your family           through and through, and I WILL find the way to           master this debacle! Blook life didn’t raise no           quitter!”

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Battleblock Theater sentence meme

Turn the lights down low and shut your faces as I wrap you in the cozy blanket of a story.

The eye of the storm is very misleading, children! Never turn your back on it!

It’s as if Poseidon himself extended his hand in friendship, and we spat in his mouth!

Boy, he/she/they were pi--HE/SHE/THEY WERE MAD!

I say, gentlemen! But I do believe we’re in quite a spot of bother.

You sure know how to make the best of a confusing and hopeless situation.

Boy, this is quite the enigma. Wouldn’t you say? I would!

Either way, it’s safe to say we’re in quite the pickle jar here!

Something fishy’s going on here and I think I don’t like it right now at all!

It sure looks evil. I mean it’s glowing red and stuff. Glowy red stuff is always bad, everybody knows that!

Don’t like, fail and die and stuff.

Seems our being here is a delicious gift from the heaven-gods.

There’s bony people skeletons everywhere! Scary, right!

There’s never a dull moment with you at the helm! ‘Cept for maybe like, twice.

You are the very definition of the cat’s PJs!

They’re awfully rude and crabby. I think they all need boy/girl/datefriends or something.

At one time, this was a nice place, with flowers in every vase and smiles on everyone’s mouth... faces.

If you told me that, I’d more than likely call you a liar and walk away. And find some place to get ice cream to replenish the innocence you blackened with your FILTHY DECEITS! I like strawberry.

There were explosions and dancing girls! Dancing girls who exploded! Exotic animals! Exotic animals who exploded!

But try to keep a sunny disposition as you sink further into darkness, yeah? Nobody likes a crybaby.

Whoever heard of a cat in a hat? That’s preposterous.

But all good things come to an end! Well, that’s not entirely true. I figure pizza will always exist.

I know things look bleak, but even the word ‘hopeless’ has ‘hope’ in it! Plus, if you rearrange the letters it spells ‘peeslosh’!

And they always want more. MORE! BIGGER! HARDER! THAT’S WHAT SHE S... I mean, uh.

Everything’s going up in a horrifying blaze of chaos! Plus the picnic was cancelled, and I’ve kinda got a little headache going on, and... it just never ends!

Perhaps when it’s all over, I’ll meet you in the afterlife while sprucing the Hall of Heroes, where the brave live forever! There’s also a Hall of Loser and Failures, you don’t want to end up there. Trust me, it’s embarrassing!

I admire your tenacity! Truly I do! Fo’sho!

This particular venture is more dangerous than telling a girl she’s chubby!

But, you know. Put your big girl panties on. Everybody’s got problems.

I guess there’s no reasoning with madness. Or cats, for that matter!

Most of that ordeal was unpleasant to the point of sucking a whole lot.

♪ Wikki wikki gimme that funky beat... ♫

Well, you know what they say! When life gives you potatoes, you make potato salad. And I got just the recipe!

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               “DRAT!! What further uncertainties will we discover           as we continue to unravel this anxiety-ridden sweater?”

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                                                                     « *…huh. »

⟨ Papyrus was speechless, for once. No real words, here. He made no comments, and there were no jokes cracked (though he was sure he could have, if he wasn’t stunned where he stood). There was N o t h i n g . ⟩

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               “I... HM.”

               Oddly enough, it was the same for him. While ordinarily the two halves of him made Mettarus a beast to behold as far as conversation went, they--as well as he in general--were stunned into silence, with perhaps one particular half more confused than his companion. That said, somebody here had to say something, and if nobody skeletal was going to do it, it fell on robotic tendencies to take the lead.

               “Well. ONE of us is going to have to change.” Nailed it.

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i must’ve reread the whole fic at least 5 times today and i am still crying pls read this

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i must’ve reread the whole fic at least 5 times today and i am still crying pls read this

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      Napstablook had been planning on going to one of       their usual hiding places for when things got too loud       by their house and blocking out noise with the       headphones just wasn’t enough… so they hadn’t       expected anyone who looked even vaguely skeletal       to be around…

      The person was a bit confusing to the ghost? They’d       never seem them before? Maybe they just… forgot       about this person? Oh, that was probably the case.       They felt bad for that…

      “Oh… Hello… You’re not… intruding… I don’t think…       anybody has a house or… owns this part… of       Waterfall? So… you’re okay… And I’ll just… find       somewhere else, I guess…?”

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               “NO!!” It’s an exceptionally loud response, even for           him--Mettaton’s undeterred love for his cousin and           Papyrus’ many hard reminders to cherish the ghost           merged together have formed a particularly enthusiastic           protective streak in him, but he does his best to push the           matter aside. Two hands rest on his hips, another runs           through his short hair, and the fourth aimlessly gestures to           the air as he tries to think of what to say.

               This was turning out to be a rather messy introduction,           wasn’t it?

               “...AHEM. That is to say, if I’m not a bother to you, then           you’re certainly not a bother to me? Of course, even if I WAS           disturbing you, there’s simply no way you could ever trouble           me, sweet Blooky!” The name slip goes unnoticed. “In fact! I           could go so far as to say it’s... very good that you’re here! A           bit early, perhaps--but good! I suppose we should thank           Undyne later for that, maybe?”