#wingdingus

[mvshroombae]

goopster

[echofall]

Wingdingus (I know it’s Gaster Wingdings, but Wingdingus is funny to me)

[stereotype-orange]

science man

[leafaske]

he loves it 💕

smooch away, my children

[flooferscooter]

Gaster again because I love the boi

[echofall]

A man has fallen into the river in lego city!

(You can probably guess what this is referencing to)

[stereotype-orange]

i am the man who hates drawing hands

[gottofficial-blog]

@wing-dingus

Geen eyes peered around, a slip of paper between their hands. A lab coat, perhaps a bit too long, adorned the person’s frame. Their footsteps echoing within the hallway as they walked to their destination.

Myst had been summoned to help the Royal Scientist. Very few details had been given out about the actual work, but it was fine. Money was money at this point, and it would give them experience.

Of course, they had heard the comments about the Scientist, but paid them no mind. They were here to help, attitude or not. Stopping, they looked up, ears flicking forward as they read the sign above the door.

This seemed like the place. 

Taking a deep breath, their hand rose and knocked on the door three times, to announce themselves and not scare people, if anyone was inside.