(a-squishy-princess) Calcina landed gracefully in front of Grillbys and looked around, something felt off she decided as she zipped up her jacket. This uniform was embarrassing enough but being in the wrong Underfell could really be a problem with it on "Great..." she sighed and turned around trying to figure out where to go
There was an odd feeling surrounding the 8 foot tall skeleton as he was wondering back from the ruins with a crown crooked upon his head and Asgore’s trident in one hand. His body swayed, as if he was weak and worn out, walking with light, almost silent footsteps. His body ached, and his head was pounding with the biggest headache imaginable. His eyesockets only glowed a dull red as he entered into the abandoned town of Snowdin where dusts and snow mix together into one.
In a sudden burst of strength, he had managed to make it halfway into town before falling into the middle of Snowdin with a big thud, the crown on his head falling to the ground and the trident clattering beside him.
@a-squishy-princess [which for some reason wont fucking tag.]