* i guess i should probably move on from snowdin soon..... * but i don’t really want to?? not yet at least. * i don’t know... 😔
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* i guess i should probably move on from snowdin soon..... * but i don’t really want to?? not yet at least. * i don’t know... 😔
theonecalledkat:
“Oh..” She glanced at the bow, as she stated, “I was just training.” Well, that wasn’t a lie, she was a self-taught archer and spent a lot of time training to get better. Glancing back at the child, smiling, “..and it is pretty cool.” Kallie didn’t want to actually say what she was training for; especially to a child. She may have classified herself as a mercenary hunter, but some things were still better off not being mentioned to a kid.
“By the way, kid, you aren’t bothering me but what brings you out here anyway?” She asked, curiously, sitting down against a nearby tree. The robotic leg outstretched straight as she motioned that the kid can come over to have a seat too.
“ neat! “ the child exclaimed, seemingly oblivious to the darker applications of such a skill. archery was pretty cool, wasn’t it? in purl’s mind, it was extraordinarily likely that by training, she clearly meant for some sort of tournament- or perhaps for the sole sake of honing such an impressive talent in general? either way, purl couldn’t help but feel almost envious.
“ it’s kinda like you’re robin hood or something, right? without the stealing stuff part. “ they always had a sort of fondness for literature- particularly the heroes featured in such extraordinary tales.
“ i was just exploring a little. “ they continued, moving to sit down next to her and glancing at her leg with the sort of innocent curiosity only a child could have. “ it’s something i do for fun. just as long as i don’t get into any trouble; i made a promise that i’d try to be more careful and stuff. “
keepcalmtraceron:
Lena couldn’t help but smile as the child went on with their story, before they stopped them self and directed the conversation on her. “Oh, well,” She made sure the device was on, the time-jumper may not have really known a lot of the ins and outs about how the chronal accelerator worked but she did make sure to know the basics of how to take care of it. As she did that though she continued, “my favourite food is a chip sarnie.” It was fairly easy and quick thing to make especially with someone like her. “Though, I don’t think I have the ingredients to make that..” She added headed toward the kitchen, to see what she did have.
Looking in the cabinets, she spotted the box of teabags as she pulled it out before closing the cabinet door and moved over to the refrigerator to see what was inside. “’mm..I could make some scrambled or fried eggs with either bacon or sausage. ‘ow does that sound, kid?”
“ a what? “ chip? like potato chip? yeah, purl supposed potato chips were pretty good, but... favorite food-worthy? they didn’t know about that...
out of curiosity, they moved to follow her, tugging on the bottom of their sweater absentmindedly. “ oh! that sounds fine. “ even if it wasn’t, purl probably wouldn’t have argued regardless; she was going out of her way to take care of them, after all, and the child disliked the idea of becoming more of an inconvenience than they probably already were. though speaking of that...
“ is, um... is there anything i can do to help you? “ it was only appropriate of them to offer, they thought.
itstiimetostop:
“Why not bake one made with their food? I’m sure your pets will love it!”
“ oh! that sounds like a great idea! only... “
“ i guess i should probably worry about finding a pet first... “
“ they should make birthday cakes for pets. s’only fair, i think... “
h0xnd:
It was the timeline that Hound was raised in, the horrors that he has seen that caused him to wonder what this human was up to. And yes, he knew the kid was a human–he might not be able to see, but sensing magic was a thing he could do with his own, and seeings as though this kid had none to speak of like monsters,he knew that they were–well—different.
Still, hearing that the kid wished to give him the present without a catch, it did make Hound nod his head.
“Thanks, real nice’a ya ta offer me somethin’ ta wear. But—” He looked back and forth, making sure no other monster’s were around. “Ya really shouldn’t be out here in the middle of nowhere, kid. Dangerous place this timeline, I can tell yer not from here by th’way ya smell–and well–ya smell and feel rather human if m’not mistaken.”
Last thing Hound needed was for his brother to come around and harm the child who was nothing but kind to him..
“ danger is my middle name! “ the child declared, mostly on reflex. still, they took a moment to mull over what the skeleton had to say. after all, this was a sans, right? even if he wasn’t the one they were familiar with- technically a complete stranger, even- purl still couldn’t help but feel inclined to trust him.
“ i mean... i am a human. “ they continued, suddenly sounding a lot more sheepish. smell? that was... odd. coming from a skeleton, at least, but what did they know? “ i’m really used to danger, though. back where i’m from, people always want to take my soul and stuff- even if we were friends before. “ purl never held it against them, of course; after all, it wasn’t their fault they were incapable of remembering all of the good times they had shared in the past. and considering what humanity had done to trap monsterkind underground... they had every reason to dislike them.
“ do you mean it’s like that here? or something else? “
silnayaryba:
❛ hmm? creme brulee? i haven’t. ❜ though the notion definitely peaks her interest. since arriving to the surface undyne has been studying cookbooks like crazy. not like she had anything better to do with her time up here without something like the royal guard to distract her on a day to day basis. however, this fiery pudding was something she hadn’t come across yet & the idea appealed to her probably a bit more than it should. ❛ yeah!! it does sound awesome we should totally find a recipe and give it a try!
❛ i’m always down to set things on fire. ❜
this — we all know very well already.
“ to the internet! “ the child dramatically declared, pointing a finger skyward at... nothing in particular, actually. they soon dropped their theatrical pose to pull their phone out and start tap-tapping away at it, a look of intense concentration on their face. to purl’s knowledge, the internet was a place full of infinite information- it had to contain the recipe they were looking for, right?
( “ creme brewly resepy. “ was that correct? they hadn’t the slightest clue. )
“ okay, um! we’re gonna need eggs, sugar, milk and.... vanilla. huh. “ they narrowed their eyes. “ that’s not a lot at all! sounds super easy! “ who knew baking was so simple?
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❛ it will get better . ❜
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“ when you hit rock bottom, the only place you’ve gotta go is up, right? “ the child smiled weakly, before letting out a breath they felt like they had been holding for a long time.
“ i hope that’s right. “ their shoulders were so narrow, but felt as if they were holding up the weight of the world. still, that didn’t stop purl from trying to stand up just a little bit straighter. “ i believe you. “
“How do you manage to keep going despite ... everything?”
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“ by having lots of amazing friends, of course! “ purl exclaimed, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “ it’s a lot easier to deal with bad stuff that way, ‘cause you know who you’re doing it all for.
i mean... even if i just got tired and gave up on stuff forever, what would i do then? that’s no fun at all. gramma used to say the only way to keep going is forward, no matter what, and she seemed like a really smart lady, so... that’s what i try to do. “
“How do you manage to keep going despite everything?”
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“ huh? is it that impressive? “ they regarded her question with a quizzical smile. “ i dunno. i guess it’s because i don’t like giving up a lot. sometimes... hmm. sometimes people tell me i’m kind of stubborn. i guess they’re right? but i don’t think being stubborn is really a bad thing. at least if what you’re being so stubborn about isn’t a bad thing itself? if that makes sense... “
“ i mean... if i’m not gonna try to help other people, then who is? even if things get scary sometimes, or even if it seems like there’s nothing i can do... i just gotta keep trying. “ they laughed. “ sometimes i’m think i’m just bad at quitting! “
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“Is there someone you hold dear?”
“Don’t you feel any guilt?”
“You’re actually afraid to be alone, aren’t you?”
“There must be something you fear.”
“Do you have a home?”
“Is there someone you like?”
“Are you really expecting a positive outcome out of this?”
“Aren’t you ashamed?”
“Aren’t you happy?”
“Who do you despise?”
“How do you sleep at night?”
“How do you manage to keep going despite everything?”
“What do you think of kindness?”
“What do you think of hatred?”
“Why do you fight?”
“Why do you live?”
“How much blood have you spilled?”
“How much death have you seen?”
“Don’t you think your actions are reckless?”
“Don’t you know how much good you’ve done for others?”
“Can’t you tell they love you?”
“Can’t you see he/she would die for you?”
“Can’t you see that they hate you?”
“Can’t you tell the truth for once?”
“You’re not tainted.”
“You’re not alone.”
“You’re awful.”
“You don’t think of anyone but yourself.”
“You’re an emotionless robot.”
“You’re just a lap dog.”
“It’s not over.”
“He/she needs you.”
“Stop lying.”
“Stop fighting.”
“Stop pushing others away.”
“You’re cruel.”
“You’re far too kind. Too kind for your own good.”
“You depend on him/her too often.”
“You’re overprotective, it’s stifling.”
“You’re too impulsive, it’s reckless.”
“You’re too careless, it’s a liability.”
“He/she is bringing you down.”
“You’re too timid, it’s easy to see you as a target.”
“You need to listen.”
“You need to speak up more often.”
“You’re weak.”
“You’re strong. Stronger than you’ll ever know.”
“You’re too proud.”
“Quit blaming others for your mistakes.”
“You won’t always be around to save him/her.”
“One day, he/she won’t need you anymore.”
“You can’t cheat death.”
“You can’t hide forever.”
“They’ll find out the truth eventually.”
“That person is only holding you back.”
“They’re too good for you.”
“You’ll be rewarded for your efforts if you keep trying.”
“It will get better.”
“You look lonely.”
“You look bitter.”
“You look tired.”
“You’re hiding a painful burden.”
“You’re perfect.”
“You’re beautiful.”
“You will always be worthless.”
“Your hands are too dirty, too tainted to be clean.”
“You’re lost in this world. Wandering without a purpose.”
“You’ll rise above them all.”
“You’ll find your place in this world.”
“Eventually, someone will knock you off your pedestal.”
because i have known despair i value hope
because i have tasted frustration i value fulfillment
because i have been lonely i value love
pops in just to give the small child a MTT Brand bouquet & a peck on the cheek. "A few of those flowers are made of chocolate. I'll let you figure out which ones they are, sweetpea."
they take a few moments to “ ooh “ and “ aah “ over the flowers, their beauty easily catching purl’s eye. the bouquet would brighten up their little makeshift shed-home quite nicely, though the cold was more than likely going to be a problem. perhaps they could knit something to deal with that? were sweaters for flowers even a thing? it was a question they had more than enough time to dwell on later.
“ thank you ‘tonny! “ the child chirped, tearing their gaze away from the bouquet long enough to shoot him a smile that hopefully conveyed their appreciation. “ it’s really, really pretty! i love things like this a lot. “
“ i guess i’ll have to do some serious investigating, huh? “ purl, please do not taste test the real flowers to check.
Boops child-friendo
they gasp, perhaps a bit dramatically, a hand placed on their chest. what nerve! clearly this could be nothing less than a declaration of war- the kind of playful war waged by children, anyway.
with a devilish smile, purl moved to return the gesture. a deadly counterboop!
groans. someone seems tired.