#;idle

[spiderspeaks]

> Now that I think about it.. quite a lot has changed. I wonder if.. > ..Hm.  Cookie decides to leave that line of thought drift for now. 

[vptrail]

After a good while of crying.. she comes back down the staircase, bags heavy in her eyes to see.. the Skeleton, laying in the middle of her floor. Sleeping, no doubt. She didn’t even want to approach.  ...Gaster.. Can you hear me? - @rcdacted A gaze shifting upward into the void.  ..Get him out of here, please? if you can. I don’t want him here, but I’d rather not be cold. I don’t have the energy.  She speaks inwardly, looking tiredly, yet with a fondness and love for the amass of eyes looming above her, always watching, always a comfort. It’s mist and looming branches, hands and fingers endlessly signing. It was a fond entropy that she’d grown to adore. The bun-haired, NERF THIS, clad pink demon.. wandered slowly up the black metal staircase back to her dwelling. Seems she’d spend more days adrift, stewing in her own apartment. 

[spiderspeaks]

> Good to see that this side of the sphere is still alive and kicking. 

[vptrail]

“..Once a womanizer.. always one.” 

[spiderspeaks]

> ... I shouldn’t be so bitter. Any yet.. >It remains. 

[spiderspeaks]

#wait are mew the one that made him change#did mew somehow break his head#he's acting weird and i dunno why#helppls  @ask-thecopycat

> I didn’t MAKE him do anything.  > I told him he needed to get off his arse and better himself or he was going to lose the things he cared about.

> I also told him to get off his high ass horse and stop acting like his problems didn’t exist because it wasn’t THIS version of him that didn’t experience them. 

> I slapped some sense into him. But that is all. Any improvement he’s made (thankfully) is his own doing. I take no credit for that, deary. 

[vptrail]

“.......”