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*Reaper enters the anti-void in a frantic rush*
Reaper: I came here as fast as I could, what happened?!
Error: yeah sooo… this thing popped out of my soul just earlier?
*points to a small infant cuddled up in a blanket on the bean bag*
Reaper: YOU WERE PREGNANT AND DIDN’T TELL ME???
Error: Pregnant? I wasn’t pregnant
Reaper: But you literally just told me that you gave birth?!
Error: I didn’t say that I gave birth, I just said that this thing popped out of my soul
Reaper: that’s literally how monster pregnancy works you— *facepalm*
*points to the baby*
Reaper: Look at them! They literally look just like you!
Error: ……………
Error: Nah that’s just a coincidence
Reaper: B-but we literally held hands 9 nine months ago!
Error: hmmm….. did we though?
Reaper: Uh—
Error: Look, Reaps. You’re a grrreat guy, really! And I get the thought of being with me is unbearable(✨). But I think it’s for the best you take that thing back to yours and search for it’s actual mommy, yeah?
*Reaper silently stares at him like the traumatized man that he is*
Error: Anyways I got business to attend to, so have fun with that weird looking, burnt potato. Todaloo!
*hapilly waves at him before popping out of existence*
Reaper: …………….. *sigh*
Reaper: Guess it’s just you and me now, eh little one?
Mortbell: ah!
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