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[Kris and SOUL/player POV]
It is the day of the Festival. You’ve been sitting in your cage with a blanket draped over, awaiting Kris waking up. You hear something from the window then suddenly-
*thud* The sound of something falling against the carpet floor. And then, the sound of something dragging towards your “bed”. The blanket is suddenly thrown off by Kris who throws your cage against the floor, falling on its side. You scramble back up as they lean over you, reaching in and grasping at the air just short of you, fingertips grazing you. Suddenly you feel their hands grip you tightly and shove you back in. Kris’ face becomes less pale when you take control but their body is still weak.
You two walk out the room back together as one again. Toriel is laying on chairiel clearly hungover.
“… Kris.”
You see their mother stir slightly and look up at you.
“Could you be a dear and put some toast on?”
“Yes” you say through Kris’ body, the voice that comes out sounds unsettling as usual.
“Thank you, dear.”
“…”
“…and, don’t forget to put honey on it, okay, honey?”
Kris nods in response despite you not moving them. You shuffle you and your current vessel over to the kitchen and use the microwave toaster. Kris seems happy about the domestic normalcy of the morning even if they’re still pissed about last night. In the end you could never really hate Toriel that much and Kris seems to agree despite their distance with their mother.
*Ding!* the toast is ready. Kris instinctually moves to add honey to the toast carefully before you walk them over to give it to their mother. Tho not before refusing your command to eat the toast
(it’s a food that a parent could eat) they reasoned. You hand Toriel the toast watching her munch down on it.
[Noelle POV]
Waking up as early as usual she gets up and grab her clothes from her closet. Glancing at the rest of her clothes she wonders if she should dress up a little more.
(Maybe Susie would like it if I wore something cooler and darker. Oh! Kris did say I looked nice in this shirt…) she thought before a warm blush creeps up onto her face, she quickly grabs her head shaking some sense into herself.
(Just keep it casual, wear what you normally wear. It’s not like you’re going on a date Noelle so stop thinking about it. You’ll have to get over your “fondness” of Kris and Susie. Don’t insert yourself in their… whatever they have going on!) she lets out a soft sigh before switching out of her pastel pink t-shirt and shorts, changing into her regular red and green checkered sweater and black skirt.
She moves on to her hair.
(It’s not as straight as usual I guess I should straighten it again before I style it? Damn you rain!!) she thinks to her self as she brushes out any tangles and grabs her heat protector, staring at her makeup she wonders if she should do anything different before quickly pushing that thought away. She isn’t gonna get anything done if she keeps overthinking it. She straightens her hair but curls the ends slightly and turns off the straightener. She grabs a thin comb and uses the other end to part her hair, humming some old juice ad jingle about not spilling juice on your shoes.
After finishing her hair she opens her drawer again and grabs her makeup bag. It was a candy cane colored pouch with various stickers placed on it, some from dragon blazers. Quickly grabbing her eyelash curler and putting the bag away (and slamming the drawer hard enough for the noise to startle her) before she gets carried away with doing her makeup. After she finished she grabbed her wallet and heads to the door. No one was here for her to announce her departure to. Nonetheless, she still looked back before going to look for Susie.
[Susie POV]
Waking up she looks around in her confused sleepy daze before remembering she slept in Kris’ bed last night. A slight blush creeping up to her face but she continues on like it doesn’t bother her. She walks out and into the hallway, upon seeing Lancer she speeds over to him. Greeting him with a cool high five because Lancer doesn’t know what dapping up is (yet).
“Susie! Great mournings to you! Do you want to see my cool new souvenirs?”
“Hey Lancer, uhhh yeah sure man.” Lancer pulls out a jean pocket from his inventory.
“You have a pocket inside your… wherever you keep stuff? That’s cool.”
“I know! But look inside the pocket!” Inside the pocket was a bunch of debris and dirt.
“Oh hey that’s from the excavading thingy you were doing.”
“Yup!”
“So what are you doing with it?”
“Gifting probably!”
“Hey weren’t you just in blue person’s room? We should gift it to them!”
“HEY I WASN’T IN THERE!!! I just wanted to see if they had snacks...” Susie shyly mumbles that last part with the previous blush returning to her face. Lancer runs along to Kris’s room to fill the drawers and the space on top with as many souvenirs as he can. Susie considers going with him but still wants to go talk to Ralsei about something so she goes towards the stairs.
She sees Ralsei already coming down the stairs tho so she opts to just stand to the side, less walking less work.
“Hey Ralsei.”
“Oh! Hey Susie.” he hurriedly fixes his glasses.
“You’re already awake? It’s still pretty early.”
“Yeah I got the Festival today, can’t sleep in and leave Kris and Noelle hanging.”
“…”
“Speaking of Noelle, could you- like- uh”
“Can you help me out?”
“Oh sure! W-“
“Susie, Dear! I Heard You’re Going On A Date!!!” Queen shouts from the top of the staircase.
“HUH!? QUEEN!?” both Ralsei and Susie shout.
“WHO THE HELL TOLD YOU THAT!?” Queen now stands in the hallway beside the two heroes.
“Oh I Just So Happened To Over Hear You Two Talking While Totally Minding My Business” [lying]
“Queen you really shouldn’t eavesdropping!?“
“YOU WERE LISTENING TO US!?” Ralsei and Susie say shout over each other.
“Well Yes Of Course How Else Am I Supposed To Help You On Your Date?”
“Maybe by talking to us instead of eavesdropping on our conversations?”
“Oh Yeah I Thought About That But Like“
“Like what?”
“Thats Kinda Really Boring And This Way Was More Fun”
“Soooo uhmm…” Susie interrupts
“Queen, y’know what Noelle Likes, Right?” she says while glancing awkwardly at the ground.
“Oh Yes Of Course Come With Me!”
“I think Kris will be here soon so I’ll be at the entrance.”
“Oh cool cya Ralsei.” Susie says as she’s dragged away, seeing Ralsei (and shortly after, Lancer) leave the castle.
“So, what’s first?”
“According To My Calculations Its-“
“Searching Webs For “How To Get Good At Dates””
“…”
“It Says Something About Length And Time”
“So, what the hell is that supposed to mean!?”
“I Don’t Know” “How Big Ur Room?” [Bro]
“Uhhh like, I don’t know, uh 15 feet wide???”
“Computing”
“Okay Yeah That’s Good”
“I Think”
“How Big Your Money?”
“Uhhhh, counting or not counting dark dollars?”
“Hey what’s that face for!?”
“Get With The Times That Was Ages Ago” [Bro]
“Guess you could say it was one K-“
“Maybe We Get Your Measurements Instead?”
“Huh? What for?”
“Cool-”
“…”
“Cool Outfits?”
“Wait really?!”
“Probably”
“Okay what should I do?”
“T Pose While I Print Out This Measuring Tape”
“Kay” The sound of weird printing noises fills the empty mostly castle.
*BZZZT!* and Queen has her tape.
“Now measure me.” Susie says, turning and sticking her arms out.