Vanity L sans and vl host sans ask civiltale sans and Elizabeth
Vanity L:it has been a while since we last talked. How are you 2??
Vl host sans:yea, how are you to?
Vanity L:Where did you come from vl??
Vl host:I teleported here
Vanity L sans:ok, so how have your day been civil and Elizabeth?
(For others reading, this isn't canon to Elizabeth's blog!)
*Elizabeth and Sans are, miraculously (on Sans's part as he's usually asleep during this time of day), working together to oil the cogs to the clock.*
Elizabeth: "I'm gonna go get a lantern, alright father?" She says as she puts her... Uh... Her.. Whatever an the oil thingy that looks like a a kettle is named, and begins rising from the floor.
Sans turns his head slightly, his eyes following Elizabeth's movements. "Okaayy. Just don't bump your he-"
Vane: It ɦas bɛeռ a աhile since wɛ last talkeɖ.
Aaaand she bumped her head.
Sans snaps his head in the direction of the sound "Who-?" And take sight of that one guy they met. What was his name again?... Vart? Vail? Vane? Verty? Whatever..
He said, his eyes folded upwards in a ✨skeletal✨ eye smile, since you can't see his actual mouth.
A head, in all it's bodyless, neckless, skeletal glory, adorned with a tophat and red, uncomfortably bright, eyelights, floats up from behind Vane's back and chirps in.
Viral: "Ɏēⱥħ ħꝋⱳ ⱥɍē ɏꝋᵾ?"
(( Elizabeth and Sans met Butcher and Vane, but not Viral. (VL Host Sans)) )
Elizabeth gasps and almost instinctually, freaks out at the head. She puts a hand over her mouth and puts it down realizing the rudeness of it, but still sputters quietly, staring stares at the grotesque floating head.
Sans's iconic lazy grin, usually plastered on his face at all times, falters a little and gets tighter. Sans is slightly freaked out at the sight, but reacts to it less than Elizabeth. He's seen more neckless heads that any man should.
Vane turns his head to right, where Viral has confidently perched themselves upon his shoulder like a parrot, and asked where he came from. The conversation quickly changes into talking about... Planes??
Meanwhile; Sans glances towards Elizabeth, a paternal feeling telling him to calm her down. He sighs and walks over to her, putting a hand on her shoulder and just saying: "You alright? Bumped your head kinda hard." Elizabeth stiffened at her father's touch, unused to the feeling of a hand not there to slap. "Wuh!?-" Her eyes finally stop being locked on Viral, and onto Sans. She begins frantically: "I but- It's!- It's.. I.. I uh..." Her pacing slows down, and she calms from her freak out. She takes a deep breath in, a deep breath out, and places her hand on top of the one on her shoulder. "I'm alright."
Vane and Viral stop their short-but-informative talk and turn their gazes back to the pair. Viral has a grin so wide on his face you'd swear he was a porcelain doll. Vane's smile on the other hand looks less forced. More human than that... Thing.
Vane: "So how ɦas your day ɮeen Cɨvil aռd Ɛlizabeth?"
Sans's lazy smile finally completes once again, resting into it's usual spot. Sans: "Good. You?"
Elizabeth calmed down from her freakout, but that doesn't mean she isn't still horrified looking at Viral. Her mind repeats "Don't look at the head" and to "look at Vanity's eyes only", but her gaze can't help but drift towards the thing right next to his head. She sighs and stands up straighter. Elizabeth: "Alright. Thank you for asking." Being polite is second nature to the girl, and so is not showing her emotions in her face. It's a win-win situation. But... I wonder why Viral tagged along, when he was just fine with Vane going alone last time... Maybe this world caught his eye.
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Thanks for giving me the ask! I had fun doing it all in one go! It took me fifty minutes to write and maybe five minutes to add the fonts. C:
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