Hellaton: It's bettttter than living a life believvvvving that you'll nevererer find love, and thhhhat you'lllllll never fiiiiind any kindness or not-terrrrible attention, for almost a cececentury.

Hellaton: Ohhh, no, nnno, other than this, cccconstant verbal abuse frfrfrom my only family was the best time of my lllife.

Hellaton: Either hhe desperately wants the sssame mistake to be avoided, he's tryiiiiiing to start a fight, orrrrr he forgotttttt about it.

Hellaton: I hhhhhhope everything turns out alright. Nobody deseseserves the pain from this. Most importantly, you dddon't deserve this.

Hellaton: I don't gggget why anyone would wwwant to be with me, but... alririright... just........... [sub].........Please, lelelet this all work out...[/sub]

Gaster: stands up. "I hope they didn't try cooking again, last time Corsiva tried the kitchen ended up covered in cheese."

Glamor: [font=glamor]-Just as that was said, guess who floats down, covered in... something red.- Papaaaaaaaaa, there's ketchup everywhere.[/font]

Glamor: [font=glamor]-was about to follow, but he notices Hellaton. That first encounter was passed off as a dream to the condiment-covered child.-[/font]

Glamor: [font=glamor]If video games have taught me anything it's that red and brown means either evil or about to explode.[/font]

Glamor: [font=glamor]-Ketchup on his cheeks is swiftly eroded by his tears, which hiss once they hit anything.- H-he... he's still really scary and he looks like he could hurt us.[/font]

Glamor: [font=glamor]-flies over to the sink and becomes intangible. Thankfullythis little ghost quirk only works on clothes and the body.[/font]

Corsiva: -She crosses her arms, then turns on the sink, starting to clean off the ketchup. "I think I might need a bath."

Gaster: texts his husband as he brings back the bucket. [our children made our kitchen look like a cheap horror movie]

Hywel: -He is also holding back some emotion, probably a little tearing up, having Fanta and Azalea reminding him of time before the disease.-

Glamor: [font=glamor]...Papa, please... please don't stop loving each other. I don't wanna see my dads hurt each other.[/font]

Glamor: [font=glamor]If you two don't fix it then I'm not gonna be either of your's kid. I'm gonna leave forever and live in another dimension.[/font]

Gaster: looks over at Corsiva. "You should get to bed." She opens her mouth to protest, but he gives her a stern look. "Don't fight me on this. You need your rest."

MettatonSEX: -almost busts out in laughter; he sees texts immediately because his mind is pretty much phone-compatible. good thing he keeps a [s]straight[/s]serious face onstage.-

Hellaton: has migrated from the center of the floor to a corner, curled in a ball as best he can and trying to hide his body to no avail.

MB!SwapMuffet: ("I've heard front the grapevine that you've used the word 'meme' in the past 365 days. You aren't allowed in any more. You're welcome.")

Hellaton: guess who never got to make decisions in relationships before and is super happy to have some form of reasonable control

Fanta: makes pie, goes out and gives pie to the kids, and does shit with them, falling asleep with them or something idk fuck you ad i said 30 minutes and I came back in 30 minutes

Hellaton: very slowly drifts to sleep mode, with a "Goodniiiiight, Gasteraster..." indicating the slipping of consciousness.

Bill Nye: "Fucking.....had enough of that Disney shit trying to harass me into pushing two more seasons out of that dumbass show made for junior fucknuts with attention spans of fleas..."

Bill Nye: "And, you know what? Seattle is just turning into some overrated-to-the-fucking-skies city that attracts people holding shitty cameras and rental cars that I could crush with a single fucking index finger..." Bill sighed, shaking his head. "I've had enough of this shit. Fuck you, Disney, Seattle, and, hell, even Neil DeGrasse Tyson and the whole entire fucking Robot Mafia! The problem with the Robot Mafia? Oh...boy....well, let me just say that they will, if you have one, rip your metal ass into thousands of glimmering smiling shreds....it's not gentle. Ooooooooh, fuuuck...."

Gaster: ((Right now I kind of want to wrap up the conflict with gaster and mettaton but I can't do that unless mv's here

Gaster: ((They might stay together but decide it's not a good time to bring another person into the relationship, and in that case Hellaton would stay single

DamnDude: (( Sorry I'm not talking much, I have to re-record somethings for my project and I have to do them by myself ))

DamnDude: (( I feel like I have nothing to add to the vacation conversation, the only vacation I go one every year is to Wisconsin in September, and even then it's my last time there for awhile after this year. ))

Jeska or Jukon: ((if you go to college in the mountains at all, I reccommend gonig rock climbing, camping and hiking as much as possible

Gaster: decides to go somewhere. Sitting around in his house is not doing his mind any good. However, when he gets to the bar, he spots Grillby and awkwardly marches straight outside.

Gaster: looks Mettaton in the eye. "Okay. First things first. Why didn't you think to include me in the conversation yesterday?"