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The boy smiled, tilting his head. “I gotta say… that thing is all sorts o’ nutty.” He rubbed the back of his neck, bashful. “Y’really scared me for a second there. That thing… I couldn’t even imagine goin’ back to tell yer pap that I had to follow ya down and drag ya back out myself.”
A small laugh, “You would not have done all that." he smiled despite himself.
“Are ya kiddin?” he looked almost offended. “I’mma genu-ine sheriff! I'd do whatever I gotta do t’ bring ya home! It’s the job!” He couldn’t help the smile that crawled up his own face, mirroring the ballerina’s. It was a nice one. Even if he was missing a tooth.
“What’s up with that?” he tilted his head, mirroring him back. “Like… you’re a real one?”
“O’course I am!” he dusted himself off, tipping his hat. “As real as you are a real… uh… bal-er-ay-na?” he guessed.
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What if blue and yellow fell together?
((AU by https://www.tumblr.com/squiddy-ink-s? !!!!!!!!!!!!!))Bookmarked by frogthatsaysguh
12 Jul 2026
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ADORABLE need more right now. Best blellow Undertale AU of all time.
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“Finish it out,” he grits between clenched teeth. “Go on. Ask it.”
Nolan shifts in his seat. “Are or are you not attracted, at the very least, to Wilson?”
House knocks his forehead against his cane. “I don’t know. Maybe.”
[In which Nolan pulls at the Wilson thread, and House can't stop it all from unraveling. Repression is a hell of a drug.]
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Spamton accidentally falls out of the inventory after the events of Chapter 3. Alone and without anybody to help him in Castle Town, where mainly those who still know him aren't friendly to him, Spamton finds a recently-recruited television who doesn't recognize him whatsoever and chooses to use this to his advantage.