The sillies :D

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The sillies :D
I just cut your brothers hair. Steve let me in, Darry ain’t home yet. I think it looks good!
-Mark
A few hours have passed now, and Soda's been around and about.
He didn't exactly expect to be coming back to his seat only to be majorly disappointed by the words he was about to read.
“Oh, what the fuck.” Soda bluntly spoke to himself, glaring at the paper.
He had 3 hours now until work was over. And this is the shit he had to deal with?
Worrying about his brother AGAIN?
“"Steve let you in," why the hell would Ste–” He cut himself off as he let out a real agitated groan, tossing the paper down and walking back off.
Only one more thing to worry about. And like before, it just so happened to be caused because of Mark Jennings.
My headcanon is that Toriel’s a partnering aromantic demisexual. She finds dates and acting all sappy to be really fun, even when she doesn’t feel any romantic attraction. (Dates mean spending time with someone she cares for and doing an activity they mutually enjoy! Cuddling and nuzzling and hugs feel good! And with her love of puns, she’s also probably got an equally deep love of cheesy pick-up lines.) But as much as she enjoys those things, sometimes she also gets tired or needs her own space, and has to take a break from playing like that for a while. Hence why in both Home and New Home, she and Asgore had separate rooms.
Since Frisk broke the Barrier, however, she’s been forced to realize that she maybe needs to work on herself and relearn how to be a friend and person, rather than a mother or hermit, before entering another relationship. She hasn’t been in the mood for flirting or sappiness in a long, long while. She’s been bottling up her emotions behind grudges, isolation, and caretaking for a while, and has some stuff to address and unpack at last.
the fact that tablets have to charge
THEY KILLED HIM???
That moment you find the snippet of story you wrote five years ago that you never finished but will suddenly work for a new anthology call...
STEPHAN honey...
HOLD UP I JUST READ YOUR BLOG DESCRIPTION. I SWEAR—
Psh.... I have no clue what you’re talking about...