Howdy! I know I haven’t been posting, but I’m gonna try to get back into the writing biz since I feel like shit for not doing that. This fic took me a while to do since it’s both kinda long and I wanted to polish it more than I honestly should’ve.
Anyway! Hopefully this’ll spark more of a writing bug from me, but you’d probably rather read a fic.
Asgore takes care of some very important business in Toriel’s classroom during finals week. Needless to say, he passed.
It was a cold day near the end of the semester as Asgore sat in his tool shed at the school. The old king shivered, even with the little heater he had put in the corner. He hated the cold, and by extension winter. Sure, his tea was much more sought after due to the cold and the snuggles he could get from Toriel were even that much more satisfying– but the downsides outweighed the good. The days were shorter, and he missed seeing the sun, and despite all the festivities and fun the snow could bring, his heart always sank whenever he saw his beloved flower patches frozen and smothered in white. Everything was cold and grey, and even with multiple layers on and the heat spells he casted, it was never enough, as the chilly wind always found a way to pierce past his fur.
Asgore sighed. At least today was a short day for the school as finals were being held, and he’d much rather do this than be off somewhere on diplomatic duties out of town. All he had to do was reorganize his shed and make sure he had plenty of salt for the walkways before the school closed for the winter, or at least until the end of the holidays. He smiled at the thought as he stacked another bag of salt; several weeks where all the time was spent with his family, inside, where it was warm and the chilly woes pursuing him were all locked outside where the heat from the fire kept them at bay. Finally a time where both Toriel and him weren’t busy, and when they could just relax in their extended respite after the semester was over. Though their relationship was still a bit of a secret, it was a time for family, and just as importantly, a time where her cooking was plentiful. And if he was lucky, maybe the two of them could get away for a bit and…
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