stars: o-ok-

(al i think your sickness launched across the country)

stars: imma get u some water-

stars: IM SO SORRY

(fannon sans: WAAAAAAAAAAAA LIFE'S NO FAIR! WAAAA!
sans: .v.
imma go take a nap after i go eat some cold chips
fannon sans: GET AWAY FROM PAPYRUS
sans: jeeze, calm down
screaming like that's bad for you. plus paps' my bro
fannon sans: WAAAAAAAAAAAAA
sans: .v. i don't see an issue-
fannon sans: frisk meh gf
sans: WTF THEY'RE LIKE, 9-
fannon sans: WAAAAAAAAA
sans: you know what
i'm tired
*sleeps*)

stars: QnQ OH NO ROUXLS-

(LeT's JuST SkIP the next 25 minutes)
(alright he's satisfied)
stars: daaaaaaaaaaaaaamn-
it's like some
gay ghost possesed me or-
oh no
IT'S MATING SEASON!
hm?
rouxls, u ok?

stars: nah
i'll just..
(he stands up, throws you on the bed, and pins you)
destroy you~

(he almost rips it off)

stars: don't wory
i won't be too rough
(his toungue hangs out. it seems to have gotten longer. it's dripping with siliva)

(he dashes toward you)
(by instinct, you run away to the other side of the room)
(he growls)
stars: come on rooooouxls!~
get over here +v+

stars: did you forget the season, dear?~
OR DO I NEED TO REMIND YOU, BECAUSE I'M HUNGRY!
(he snaps his teeth)

(he crawls toward you in a way that reminds you of a horror movie)
(he's... drooling?)
(it's quite clear that his teeth are lining his "lips" to make him look more monsterous)

stars: or not~
(he summons a row of sparkilg bones in front of the door)
(he chuckles as he slinks away into the shadows)
you better protect yourself, rouxls!~ (he has all his teeth sharp, and his eye membranes are reduced to slit pupils) (he looks like a horrifying beast)

(is worse den i thought)

stars: (on the cieling)
(rouxls doesn't notice him)
(uh oh-)
(UUH IT'S THE ACTUAL MATING SEASON FOR HIM AL. DO SOMETHING!!!!)

warlock: ok- (he closes and locks the door)
(stars is gone-)
(oh n0-)

warlock: .-.
anyway
so, uh
taffy sent some honeymoon pictures-

warlock: pf
stars: =-= r o u x l s
w e
t a l k e d
a b o u t
t h i s....

warlock: that's because you don't pay attention T_T
my husband likes how it shows my arm muscles tho UvU

warlock: what's going on here?
(he peeks in with curiousity)
(btw rn he's wearing jeans and a tshirt)

outer: 's alright
i'm 32
i'm not an innocent child
but please lock the door-

outer: ImMa leave now-