[closed]

[humerous]

CHARACTERS: olivia, papyrus, sans

DATE: December 30th

WARNINGS: this is gonna be cute as hell

SUMMARY: two skeletons and a dancer walk into an inn. the first skeleton yawns, and the dancer asks if he's sleepy. the second skeleton says "he's bone tired." the first skeleton screams.

[So after Olivia and Sans had met up to write this thing, as they'd agreed on, it was finally time for them to see if their story meets the approval of their intended audience. Sans meets Olivia outside the inn and brings her in himself, hoping it'll at least keep the goblins from side eying her too much, and leads her to the room the pair of them are staying in.]

Yo, Papyrus; Olivia's here. Time for that story we promised you, bud.

Comments

[winces]

[ olivia takes care to keep quiet during the travel up to the room, mindful of the quiet stares her presence has drawn. she tugs the coat "santa" had given her a bit more securely around herself, as if it might somehow deter the looks, but it's only once they're safely in the brothers' room that she lets out a breath of relief. ]

I hope now's a good time, [ she announces, glancing about for the other skeleton. ]