“hey! you got horns just like me!”
“eheh, yeah. i sure do, kid.”
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“hey! you got horns just like me!”
“eheh, yeah. i sure do, kid.”
*huh? what do i do? i mean, i guard the prince.
*where did i come from? you ask a lot of questions for someone that’s just visiting.
*my name? oh, that. well, you know. it’s because i’m dumb as a brick.
*what did we used to do? what makes you ask that, kid?
*oh. i mean, we used to do a lot of things. what about you? what was your favorite thing to do before we showed up?
*color? huh. neat. why don’t you go get some of your pictures? i would love to see them.
*Wow! You’re Right! It Is Really Deep!
*...
*King? You Gonna Get Back Out?
(in which king falls into one of the ponds/cave pools in the king’s garden, and asriel thinks it’s really funny...until king pulls him in, too.)
((don’t worry! king doesn’t let go of asriel, and he’s very good at swimming!))
*you cozy in there kid? good. maybe now you can get some sleep.
*One More Story?
*...yeah, okay. one more story.
*cute? i dunno, kid. you sure you aren’t just talking about yourself?
(a warm up sketch i did before work today!)
“so,” says Brick, sitting down on the plush bed that they’ve been given. He runs his hands over the fabric of the sheets. It’s softer than anything that he’s ever touched before.
“Yes,” says King, agreeably. He’s still standing just inside the door of their little add-on suite to the prince’s chambers. The vest is an odd look on him, but a good one. Better than ratty tee-shirts and scrubs any day.
Brick gives a low, nervous laugh. “guess this means we’ve got...new jobs?”
“Guards. Very - interesting?” King raises his brow bones when he says it, like he’s not sure that’s the right word for the situation.
Brick understands that feeling big time. Interesting’s about the only word available for going from lab rat to prince’s personal guards in the span of one very long, very busy afternoon.
Interesting, and with no sign of it dropping back to boring any time soon.
edit of the picture i posted earlier; king found a disposable camera in the dump and he’s chronicling their exploration of the underground