1/9/2024 0 Comments Palette sans x goth sangBut that's a story for another time.x" I assume you know what's going on with Palette, Goth, and Rurik?" It was also the first time he'd ever seen his dad genuinely smile. "Yeah, I know." Cupcake smiled fondly, remembering the first time he's seen his mom eat it. Death smiled softly." Your mother's favorite." Cupcake laughed slightly, waking up to his dad and sliding behind the counter. He blinked, before turning to his son and smiling sheepishly. Death stood, calm and collected with a rocky road ice cr am in one hand and a dollar bill in the other. He walked in just in time to see the man behind the counter dust and disappear. It was dark and deathly, meaning his father was already there. Neither noticed he was gone.Ĭupcake walked through town, eventually coming up on the ice cream parlor he'd asked his dad to meet him at. While they fawned over Goth, Cupcake slipped a at for part two. The two walked side by side to Goth, each asking if he was ok. Rurik stepped forward, only to be stopped by Palette. Cupcake whistled as though he'd done nothing when Rurik and Palette turned towards the two in alarm. Goth squeaked, rubbing his slightly sore behind. Cupcake smiled evilly and put the plan into action. He was desperate to get the two to stop fighting. Goth looked at him, and despite how risky the plan was, he nodded. He turned to Goth and whispered in his ear. Animal." Palette said through gritted teeth, his face darkening as he pushed back.Ĭupcake looked at a tired Goth, a pissed off Palette, and an even more pissed Rurik. "He's my pet, asshole!" Rurik said, bonking their skills with a darkened face. Goth sighed, Cupcake walking back over and watching the two bicker. Cupcake caught his slightly angry glare and shook his head, shrugging. Goth looked at him, slightly annoyed at how he was no help with his Palette. "Ugh, stupid dad and not having a filter for his texts." He grumbled, hiding his face in his scarf. He didn't wanna have to choose, but he knew they weren't gonna let the other one 'have' him. Goth sighed, a defeated look coming across his face. Rurik hissed and snatched his wrist from him, rubbing it. "He's not an object of possession." Palette snapped, his grip on Rurik's wrist tightening with exhaled word. Palette scoffed, pulling his wrist and making him let go of his shirt. Back up, rainbow puke." Rurik snarled, baring his teeth angrily. Rurik grabbed the collar of Palette's shirt roughly. Cupcake stood off to the side, blowing a bubble with his gum and texting his dad. Goth tried his hardest to break the two apart, but they were far superior in strength. Rurik and Palette glared at each other, growling lowly. What have I come to as a human being, to be shipping gay skeletons that don't even exist?
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