#smolgoop

[avoiided]

"[HM...]" WD sits down in the floor by Gaster, just looking over the damage. (smol-goop)

The blob of goo on the floor doesn’t move, though the voice that came from it was sharp and annoyed. “What?”

[spectorhare]

@smol-goop continued;;

“Are we even considered professional? Come now Doctor~ I brought you a double espresso. I missed you, can’t I just pop in and see what you’ve been up to hm?” 

He sets the coffee down, smiling all the while.

[journalsauthored]

@smol-goop OH BOI

“WD? What a--” The question was cut off at the sensation of hands around his neck. Stanford’s eyes shot open as he reached for his weapon. He discharged it a few times, point blank. The man was running on pure adrenaline in the moment-- using whatever means he had on hand to liberate himself.

He wasn’t certain why WD had chosen to attack him-- but he wouldn’t simply stand there and take it.

[thothscripture-archive-blog]

@smol-goop

Thoth appears to the smaller Gaster, sitting down with a little gift box. This felt like a cute gift. It was an entire kitchen set, functioning stove, and everything the little guy needs. Bowls, cups, and more! Even pencils, clipboards, anything the other could need.

“Here, I figured you might like this.” Unwrapping it, he showcases the items. “Or is this offensive?... Oh dear.”

[avoiided]

" Hell is the only place we're going to be going." (smol-goop)

“Well, if we’re going to hell, might as well go there for something the living will remember for centuries.”

[spectorhare]

@smol-goop continued

He tilts his head, offering a smile as his socket closes; a peaceful, no, perhaps blissful expression on his features. He takes notice of how the other seems to be gripping the cane for balance but presses on. His hand, he was hiding it...

Sighing out, he chuckles then before waving the other off a bit.

"No, not yet. However, it matters little don't you think? I believe I did ask if you wanted to have coffee and.. You did accept. So I thought before we go to the stream house tonight, we could enjoy a good brew?" No reason, but that was fine. He missed being a skeleton really.

[journalsauthored]

@smol-goop cont

“Ah-- yes-- right.” He sheepishly admitted. Perhaps he and Gaster had been a bit-- publicly affectionate lately. But Stanford had been so eager to finally watch a movie with his paramour-- and they’d only cuddled and held hands. It wasn’t excessive.

Still, he felt retroactively embarrassed for his behavior. The lovestruck fool that he was.

“WD then.” He responded. “I thought it might be wise to get to know Gaster’s close associates. We’re-- good friends-- after all.”

[spectorhare]

“WD is clearly better than HIM. I shall also test this ‘most attractive’ Gaster game though. I wonder how I’ll match up~”