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[fateality]

So, as it turns out, you probably really, really shouldn't be lookin' for our local angry dead elf guy.

Not that I was lookin', but he's out there and not doin' too great.

Anyway. Point is, if you need a drink, I'm feelin' generous enough to buy. Swing by, if you're feelin' it.



Oh yeah, Pete. Got your horse. Come get it, whenever.

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[fateality]

Awfully sweet of you.

[That makes him pause.]

For what? You're not goin' back out to see him, are ya?

[boneafide]

Well, yes! I have to make sure no one else goes out to see him!

[fateality]

Well, I reckon you know how to be safe about it. Just keep your distance, all right?

[boneafide]

Oh, yes, definitely!! I really don't want my wrist broken again!!

[fateality]

[AGAIN. holy shit]

Yeah, well, that makes two of us.

[Twisted Fate leans in quick, giving Papyrus a peck on the forehead. Yep, that sure is bony, but he does like the skeleton and he does sincerely want him to be safe.]

Keep me updated, yeah?

[boneafide]

[ spoiler: he gets his wrist broken again. and other things.

But still, in his usual bashful fashion, he blushes and giggles slightly when TF places a kiss on his forehead. ]

Of course!!

[fateality]

[fuckin neato]

Well, then.

I'll be seein' you.

[He gives Papyrus a light pat on his arm before he departs.]