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Re: At the Door [Sans and Toriel only]
DIR By: Sans
Date: March 7, 2017, 5:01 am
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Sans rolled onto his feet when he heard the door unlock and
move; his fuzzy pink slippers half-sinking into the thin layer
of snow in front of the door as he stood there. His grin never
left his face, as per usual, when he looked up to see Toriel's
face peer through the doorway. He blinked with surprise at
first, but his relaxed posture showed nothing more. Did he
recognize her? Maybe he didn't? At this point it was hard to
tell, but really whether if he did or didn't, it didn't seem to
matter to him. What he did know is, that the first thought that
had crossed his mind was a pleasant, 'Wow.'
Keeping his hands in his pockets the rather short skeleton
shuffled in; though he soon later regretted for being too lazy
to shake off the snow stuck to his slippers before walking in.
Oh well, at least this was just the hallway before the house,
right?
"I'd be hap-'pie' to oblige. Thanks." he quipped in a relaxed
tone, "Delightful for learning, huh? Are you a teacher, 'cause
maybe you could show me a tu-'Toriel' on how to beat last week's
Crossword."
He chuckled again at his own jokes before letting out a relaxed
sigh, "Jokes aside, it's real nice of you to invite me in. I'll
have to invite you over to mine for dinner-" Sans had begun
before stopping abruptly when he realised what had slipped from
his mouth could have sounded like. A sweat bead or two formed at
the skeleton's skull and whirled around to look at her;
broadening his grin with a
forced-yet-hoping-to-look-casual-shrug.
"-'cause yanno. My bro is real great at cooking, heh. Wouldn't
miss it for the world." he quickly added.
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Re: At the Door [Sans and Toriel only]
DIR By: Toriel
Date: March 9, 2017, 6:46 am
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Toriel would blink for a few moments, her Crimson eyes looking
over the short skeleton before her after she had opened the door
enough and fully peered outside it. This was the one that had
been making her laugh and offered to come back again for her.
She couldn't help her smile melting into a warm one after a few
moments of seeing him, he was so sturdy and short in that blue
jacket and slippers, it was rather cute! And that everlasting
grin!
Toriel would grip the door's side for a moment before opening it
up wide enough so Sans could come in, closing the door up behind
him and with a light 'clunk' she'd set it back into place, where
it had been for ages.
Looking to Sans, Toriel would humbly place her hands together in
front of her, giggling lightly at his pie-pun as well as the pun
with her name, before laughing even more so as he tried to make
offering her dinner in return not sound like he was asking her
out. Toriel would place a hand over her muzzle as she laughed,
trying to quieten herself a bit before continuing. "Well,
actually I hope one day maybe I'll have a chance to become a
teacher of sorts" She said honestly, "For now though, I am
without any students".
The goat lady would begin to lead Sans down the hallway and
towards the rest of her house, her hands still resting in front
of her, "It's my pleasure Sans~" She would coo softly, closing
her eyes for a few moments as she lead him down the hallway,
"Oh, that'd be delightful! I'd love to ~ " She had also noticed
the sudden, rather nervous kind of reaction he gave, in thinking
he sounded like he was asking her on a date, "Well, also, I must
say its been a while since I've been asked to dinner~" She would
giggle, her cheeks going a light shade of pink.
"[color=violet]Oh, what's your brother's favourite dish to
cook?/color]" She would ask, trying to help ease him again.
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