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If The Door Is Locked, Try The Window [Sans and Toriel]
DIR By: Sans
Date: December 15, 2018, 3:49 pm
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In Character Date & Time: 14th November UUY 1
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The day after June and Austin had left, around mid-afternoon, a
certain stout monster had decided to visit the former queen in
the Ruins. Having been here at least once before, he was able to
take one of his 'Shortcuts' and appeared just beside the tree in
front of her home. The skeleton was smiling as always, however
he did feel his soul beat a little faster than usual as he
looked at the home with both anticipation and excitement. In his
hand was flat, medium-sized cardboard box and it balanced rather
gracefully atop of his right, bony hand. There was a bit of
flour splashed on one of the blue sleeves of his jacket and he
had chosen to wear a white pair of fluffy slippers today too.
Soon enough Sans shuffled on towards the front door - despite it
being at a leisurely pace his soul continued to race as he got
closer. He then raised a left hand and rattled it twice against
the wooden entryway, "Knock. Knock."
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Re: If The Door Is Locked, Try The Window [Sans and Toriel]
DIR By: Toriel
Date: December 19, 2018, 5:38 am
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The whole event with Austin and June had left a pretty big
impact on a lot of monsters, and Toriel was one who was still
trying adapt to the thought of having Asriel back and able to be
in her arms once more. She tried to keep her usual routine for
the most part but she found herself filled with arguably even
more thoughts then what she had when she first left the rest of
the Underground originally.
Her thoughts were snapped out of anything too deep quickly
though when she heard a knock on her door. Who could be visiting
now?
The voice and two words said answered her question, quickly
cutting off any anxious thoughts on who it might be before they
got out of hand. The goat monster would approach her front door
rather swiftly, excited to see the skeleton again, but stopped
once her hand wrapped around the handle of her door, she smiled
thinking of the time she'd first met him at the door between the
Ruins and the Underground and promptly answered with, "Who's
there?"
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Re: If The Door Is Locked, Try The Window [Sans and Toriel]
DIR By: Sans
Date: December 19, 2018, 2:17 pm
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Delighted to that she was home, Sans' smile grew a little wider;
as did his soul beat a little faster, despite maintaining a cool
and calm demeanour. He couldn't stop the chuckle from escaping
his teeth when he heard her reply.
'So. This is a thing now? Telling jokes through doors? Heh. This
rules.' he thought to himself.
As articulate as ever when entertaining others, the skeleton
followed through with coming uo with an answer on the fly.
"Adore." he said casually, maybe even with a slight trace of
affection to the word. Sans waited for the predictable answer
before following through, "Adore is in between us. Can I come
in?"
He really couldn't even stop himself from snickering at his own
joke either while he waited patiently, "Hehehehehehehehehehheh."
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Re: If The Door Is Locked, Try The Window [Sans and Toriel]
DIR By: Toriel
Date: December 19, 2018, 9:16 pm
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When she heard his response to her question, she smiled lightly,
seeing where the joke was headed, "Adore who?" She'd respond
with appropriately, eager to hear the punchline. Sure enough it
came shortly after and like all his jokes no matter how corny,
made her laugh.
"Of course, of course, come in" Toriel would open the door,
holding it open to welcome him in with a warm smile, "Come on in
and get comfortable, it must be rather cold out there, would you
like a hot drink?" She'd ask, before fumbling with her own hands
a little shyly, "It's always lovely to see you again, what
brings you here today Sans? Did something happen?" He seemed to
be in a good mood though so at least maybe it was something good
if anything had happened.
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Re: If The Door Is Locked, Try The Window [Sans and Toriel]
DIR By: Sans
Date: January 2, 2019, 4:12 am
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Just like before hearing her laughter was a delight for Sans, if
not leaving him to want to hear more.
“Cheers, Tori.” he said nonchalantly as the skeleton shuffled
his way in with a casual smile. His left hand buried its way
back into his pocket and the other continued to balance the
cardboard box so as to not drop it and spill its contents. While
the skeleton was used to the frosty climate of Snowdinhe was
still willing to humor the offer, “Yeah it was a little chilly.
A drink sounds nice, what do you have?” he asked before setting
down the box onto the table and opened its top. Maybe even a
slight tint of blue surfaced on his cheek bones when she
mentioned that she was happy to see him again, “Always cool to
see you too Tori. And, uh, I just wanted to drop by and check in
on you after – well, everything. To make sure that you’re okay?”
The skeleton hen stepped aside to reveal that inside the box was
a pie – Snails Pie to be exact. Unfortunately it wasn’t the
prettiest-looking pie either, it was lopsided, burnt spots here
and there and the decorative snail shells were either
half-sunken-in on the crusty surface or half falling out, “I
even had a go at making your favourite pie. It’s nowhere near as
good as your pies but I thought to save you the trouble.” he
then noticed the splash of white on his sleeve and quickly
dusted it off with a bony hand, “Went a little crazy with the
flour though. Heh.”
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