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FROSTBYTE CLICK
Inspired by @pukeseven’s concept
An Angel Is Born - A Deltarune Fic
Part 2 of "A Warm Cup Of Tea On A Cold Winter Night"
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Pink had begun getting really into The Light World recently.
They had been reading about the clouds, the sun, the sky.
It wasn't for any particular reason, mind you - they simply found themselves getting a little.. curious all of a sudden, that was all.
(That was the same thing he said before.. before-)
In their studies, they had discovered something that truly fascinated them.
The Lightners worshipped a deity - The Angel. The same way Darkners worshipped Lightners.
"What in Light's name could possibly be above.. well, a Lightner?" They had thought.
Thus, they had done more research into the subject, and well..
What they had found was wonderful.
The Angel was incomprehensible to any eye - Lightner, Darkner, Human, Monster.. no mortal eye could ever truly understand it. The Angel watched over them all in it's omnipresent eye, guiding them to whatever destinies it believed best for them. It had the ability to control the very fate of everybody that existed in this plane of reality. Those who were lucky enough to be shone on by it's light, were rumored to be blessed with powers and abilities that would allow them to shape their own destinies, as well!
It was while they were reading about this absolutely glorious being they were visited by none other than Blue.
"Heya, Pink." Blue greeted, his cheerful voice just barely managing to hide the pure exhaustion in his tone, something only an Addison would ever be able to recognize. He glanced towards their storefront as he leaned on their cash register, "Business slow today?"
"No!" They yelled out on instinct.
'I am not like him whatsoever I am not like him whatsoever I am not like him whatsoever-'
"Pink..?" Blue had put his hand on their shoulder, a concerned look on his face. "Are you okay? Do you want to clock out early today-"
They cleared their throat, putting on a deceptively calm voice in order to soothe Blue's nerves, "Don't worry. I'm.. I'm fine. It's just been a bit of a.. stressful day, that's all."
Blue's face looked emphatic as he walked up to stand beside them, "It's okay to admit that you're not okay sometimes, you know that right?" He giggled, "We're family. And family is always there for eachother. No matter what. If you want, I can.."
Pink found themselves spacing out as Blue talked about what has could do to make them feel better. After the.. incident, he had been focusing more on making sure no one's feelings were ignored. They didn't do it on purpose, mind you. It was certainly a sweet gesture that Blue was willing to do for them, but-
❤ Iceshock.
There it was. That.. voice again.
They had been hearing it every day these past few weeks, trying to get them to examine random things more closely, to talk to people they didn't even know the names of. They were beginning to sick of its apparent omnipresence over-
... Wait a minute.
❤ Iceshock.
"Maybe I could even get Orange to chip in, if he's not too busy with that new commission he was talking about earlier- Pink?"
'The Angel watched over them all with its omnipresent eye, guiding them to whatever destinies it believed best for them...'
❤ Iceshock.
"Pink, are you okay..? Do I need to call somebody-"
❤ Iceshock.
...
"P-Pink, what are you doing-"
...
They awoke to the sight of an ice sculpture right next to them, miraculously not melted in the heat of their store.
"Oh? How nice of somebody to gift me this.." They murmured tiredly as they began to drag the statue into the backroom of their shop, "Was it Blue? He always did like giving gifts.. I'll have to thank him for it in the morning.."
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Extra notes:
Totally unrelated but every time i write pink I picture them having the voice of rarity from mlp:fim
Also yeah. 'Player is the angel' theory is canon in this.
MWAH! 🩷
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❄ "A ring with a snowglobe on it. ... is that someone inside?" ❄
A Warm Cup Of Tea On A Cold Winter Night - A Deltarune Fic
When Pink woke up this morning, they felt as if they were freezing.
"Oh.." For a moment, they had felt normal, warm even, "What a lovely morn-"
But then the sleep had left their eyes, and they had been hit with a wave of pure cold.
"What the.." Their brow furrowed. They began to hug themselves, softly rubbing their shoulders in a meager attempt to garner some warmth, "Did winter come early or somethin'?"
Chuckling at their own joke, they hopped out of their bed and barely repressed shivers as they walked towards the bathroom.
They looked at themselves in the mirror.
(... For a moment, they could've sworn their eyes were pure white, looking almost.. frozen over.)
But as soon as they blinked, they were back to normal.
... Well this was a confusing situation, wasn't it?
Sighing, they felt their signature salesman smile begin to form on their face, almost subconsciously.
"Those bills won't pay themselves, Pink!" Though their voice was enthusiastic and carefree, it was certainly not genuine, "You wouldn't want to end up like.. Him now, would you?"
With that last, scathing reminder of their past.. business partner, they fell into the routine that had become the status quo for them for all these years.
Everything was fine. Everything was perfectly okay. Nothing was out of order.
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"Would you perhaps be interested in a flower bracelet?" Their charismatic and suave voice was a little.. off today, but they doubted that any of the customers could tell the difference, "It would match your eyes!"
The Tasque they were advertising to looked them dead in the eyes and replied: "meowowow meowmeowmeow mrow"
.. What were they expecting?
Still, The Tasque seemed to be somewhat interested in what they were selling, judging by the look in its eye and the fact it hadn't walked away.
(.. What? When you work in sales for a long time you learn to pick up on signs!)
They clasped their hands together, "Wonderful! I'll go fetch it for you right now!"
Humming as they rummaged around their store looking for the damned bracelet, they opened various compartments and whatnot as the looked around.
Where did they put it again? They could've sworn they placed it right next to-
❤️ Iceshock.
... What?
Peeping their head outside their store, they met the eyes of the Tasque once more.
"I apologize, but did you say something?"
They watched the Tasque tilt its head in pure befuddlement.
.. Strange.
"Ah. My mistake then."
Stepping back inside of their store, they readied themselves to begin aimlessly searching for.. whatever it was they were looking for before.
That must've been a fluke, they told themselves, must've been the wind.
Internally, they scolded themselves for bringing it up. It was the number one rule of salesmanship: Always act like everything is fine, even when it isn't. Never make the customer uncomfortable.
The Tasque must be getting tired of waiting at this point. They really needed to speed it up-
❤️ Iceshock.
Was their store always this cold?
❤️ Iceshock.
Why was their vision getting blurry?
❤️ Iceshock.
...
They blinked, wincing due to how bright everything was.
What had happened?
Everything was fine one second, and then the next-
... Wait a minute.
The customer.
Racing outside, they mentally prepared a thousand apologies for making the Tasque wait so long. Maybe they could throw in a free subscription for-
The Tasque wasn't there.
It.. it must've gotten tired of waiting and left.
Yeah. That was it.
... At least that's one less customer they'd have to pacify today?
Yes. This was a good thing. A good thing.
They plastered on their trademark Addison grin, and waited for any potential customers.
...
(Since when did their ring get so numbing?)
a small 'what if' comic, not canon to my ideas, it's just for fun
