Timechaser1998

 It’s Spring. An unpredictable whirlwind of hot, cold, and in between. Yet, even in the weird weather of your hometown, flower buds appeared outside of your college dormitory just outside your window. You stared at them through it with an open book on your desk, its words having never even made it to your memory as you had been distracted by the small buds. When they blossomed, they would no doubt be the beautiful golden flowers that bloomed there every year. They were similar to buttercups, but had six petals instead of five.. You’re not sure what they were called but they’re very pretty. Ring… Ring… Your phon

"Darling, I'll be back in a moment," Mettaton started, pushing Papyrus away from his neck, and stood up. Papyrus looked at him with puppy-dog eyes, and Mettaton resisted crawling back into the racecar bed with the skeleton. "Sorry Pap, my bad deed senses are acting up." "I SWEAR I THREW AWAY THE SPAGHETTI THIS TIME!" Papyrus told him, then crossed his arms. "GEEZ, I CAN'T GET A BREAK WITH YOU!" Mettaton hid his smile from Papyrus, covering his mouth with his hand. "No, it's not that. Just give me a moment. And then we can get back to business." He winked, and strutted out of the room. Mettaton walked over to Sans's door, and stood there fo