#;bubbles threads

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@badmusejail cont. from (here)

Bubbles takes a sip of his coffee, happy that it's finally cooling down. He listens closely to Gaster, surprised that he knew anything about the CORE at all. Everyone he'd talked to didn't have a clue about how it worked. And he'd talked to a lot of people.

"I NEED TO KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT IT." He exclaims, running a hand over his face. "I MEAN IT, IF- IF YOU KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT IT, I NEED TO KNOW. PLEASE? IT'S... IMPORTANT."

Bubbles didn't want to panic this man. But they were in trouble. Maybe not serious trouble, not yet, but eventually, they might be. Bubbles needed to tread very carefully.

"LOOK, I DIDN'T... GO TO COLLEGE. AND THE SCHEMATICS... I DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO THEM. I'VE BEEN GOING OFF SOAP'S NOTES ALONE."

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@charroblanco visited the lab

"O-OH! CAN I HELP Y-" Bubbles breaks off when he sees who entered the lab. His dim eyelights widen and he gasps.

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@thescatteredfcurth continued from (here)

Bubbles takes in a shaky breath, lowering his bow and arrow. Clearly! Clearly he'd made a little bit of a mistake here! But he couldn't help it. He got nervous easily. A lot more easily than he used to. Slowly, he shoves the weapons into his inventory, raising his hands innocently, offering up as much of a smile as he can manage.

"OKAY! OKAY, NO NEED TO! TO SHOOT ME! I! AM VERY SORRY FOR SHOOTING YOU, I JUST WASN'T EXPECTING ANYONE ELSE. UM. AROUND. IT'S! THREE AM, HERE?"

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@gen0kill cont. from (x).

Bubbles whirls around, open journal in hand, dim eyelights tracking the person across from him. He smiles, bowing dramatically and waving a hand happily as he tucks the journal into his inventory. 

“WHY, HELLO THERE!” He exclaims, “LOST IS... A RELATIVE TERM! BUT AT THE VERY LEAST YOU’RE RIGHT! I DON’T EXACTLY KNOW WHERE I’M AT!”

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@lvfueled cont. from (x).

Oh, Bubbles and Humans. There was a bit of a convoluted relationship between the two of them, you know? A human, funnily enough that went by the same name as this little human, killed his brother. And then left! And never returned! 

Funny. 

And as much as Bubbles wanted to believe there was good in everyone, that all humans weren’t like that. It was hard for him. 

“WORRY NOT, LITTLE HUMAN!” And he acts, all rainbows and sunshine, it comes easy to him, it’s his impenetrable defense. “FOR I KNOW EXACTLY WHERE WE ARE!” 

He offers out a hand. “COME A LITTLE FURHTER! I HAVE A SURPRISE FOR YOU!” 

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@cyancaat met someone familiar

Or, at the very least, someone familiar looking! Bubbles himself was a skeleton, a Sans at that, dressed exclusively in yellow! His bright grin seems genuine and excited as he approaches the other, hands on hips. Maybe it’s not best to approach from behind, but, hey. He’s a guy that just wants to make friends!

“HELLO FELLOW SKELETON!” His voice is loud and bright, one hand raising to salute.