i just tried something... requested by @showtime_Demon
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A rose. A deep red one with a black stem and black thorns. Sugarplum was shocked to see it on his window with a letter beside.
He was on his bed, thinking when he noticed it. His curtains were open, and the snow was slowly falling on it. He stood and quickly opened his window to take them and close it. He sat again on his bed and curiously looked at the flower. A messily handmade rose with wires and craft scotch tape. Sugarplum smiled, liking it and liking the thought.
Then he looked at the letter. Curious and a bit afraid of what he could read, he stared at it for a time. And then he opened it. The letter is messily written too, someone not used to write. Some words were barred, he was looking for the right word. It gave something like:
"Hey you Sugarplum,
I know who y'are, bi but you don't know me. I'm from Under another universe, but I don't judge you, I know how it feels like. I know who you are truly are. The depressed sad, melancholic skeleton that don't fit his universe anymore. Fucking universe. Well, I just want ya to know that y'are not lonely.
R."
Sugarplum smiled. The guy truly tried to be sympathetic, seemed to be not used to be kind. Sugarplum hides the letter under his mattress and put the rose on his nightstand. He thought a bit more before standing up and go snatch a paper and a pen to write something to.
"Hey Mystery guy.
Your letter warmed my heart, I did not know it could beat like that again. I am glad. So, you're an alternate. An alternate me. I want to meet you.
Sugarplum."
Happy about his letter, he put it on his window. He looked around in hope to maybe see the guy around. Found nobody, he enters and prepared himself to work.
Back home, he found a folded letter on his window. He quickly recognized the handwriting and smiled. He read it and had a little smile. He wanted to stay anonymous for now but one day, he will meet him. He wrote another letter, saying that it is okay, and he can wait. He tried to have his number though and he got it. They stopped the letters; Sugarplum was afraid someone find them.
So, it went on for a time, a few months. The chatted on the phone and they began the call. The fist time Sugarplum heard the voice of his unknown friend, he discovered a husky deep voice, maybe someone smoking. He tried to not swear that much, that, Lust noticed since the beginning. Still, he liked the voice, he liked the guy, he was kind to him.
But sugarplum grew impatient to meet him. But the guy would not let him see him now. So, the lust one surprised himself staring at the window in hope to see him. But his partner noticed too.
One day, at work, some alternative guys were here to find some fun. Sugarplum did not care, just went on with his dance. Once finished, he went to the bar to have a drink. Two hands appeared on his hips and the lust Sans death glared at the guy. A hooded skeleton with a red pupil and a red and blue other one.
"If you don't let go of my hips, I'll be sure you don't have hands anymore." Threatened Sugarplum.
"Calm down, I'm just looking for fun."
"The 'fun' is looking at you so hungrily, I'm impressed you didn't notice." He responded, pointing the whores.
"you're not one?"
"nah, just dancer. Last warning before you get extra bones in the arms."
The guy giggled and put away his hands before returning to the group he was in. He went to a guy, who looked pissed off as hell, with pointy teeth, on dog collar and a big fluffy vest. Because of the music, he could not hear what they were seeing but a few of these guys were staring at him. The lust one did not like it a bit.
Grillby appeared in front of him.
"Extra pay for you today if you serve those guys." He spoke.
"what?"
"they paid to be served by the skeleton."
"you're kidding right?"
"I'd love to, but I can't refuse them that, it's the Bad Sanses group. Do as they say if you don't want our universe destroyed."
Sugarplum just took the plate while rolling his pupils. He went to the guys staring at him. Sugarplum asks politely who got what in the drinks and served them. Sugarplum noticed they were not the two most dangerous of the group, Error and Nightmare. Because they were no glitchy boy and no goopy guy.
"so, you're not a whore? Pretty rare here." Said Killer.
"it's not because you're apart of a group of oh so called big bad guys that you have the right to disrespect me. This place sucks as hell and everyone knows it. What y'all are doing here? No need to go here to find fun, you look like you sleep with each other."
Red laughed hard at that as Killer's face clearly showed he did not expect this. Dust has a smirk, like Horror.
"We're forcing a certain someone out of the castle so he can finally ask his mysterious boyfriend to a date." Said calmly Dust.
"A lust inhabitant?"
"Yeah. The number pointed this universe but Red still not spill the bean."
"Oh."
"but we're all pretty sure who's the boyfriend we're speaking of."
"do I sound presumptuous to suppose you're talking about me as the lust inhabitant?"
"nah. Y'are right." Said Red before anyone else, surprising his comrades.
He stands and invited Sugarplum to follow him. The lust inhabitant follows and they both went out of the bar. The shorter sighs in appreciation as the other did in embarrassment rom his comrade's attitude. Sugarplum stares at his new find friend.
"so... you're name's Red..."
"mmh? Yeah, that's my name. I'm from Underfell." He says, coming back into reality.
"nice to meet you." Sugarplum smiles.
They awkwardly stare at each other during a short time but that felt like time stopped for them. But then, Red seemed to think about something and dig his hand in his jacket to pull out another hand made rose.
"yours seemed lonely, maybe a little company?"
Sugarplum smiles brightly, blushes and takes the rose. Despite being a fell inhabitant, he sure knows how to comfort someone he likes.
Red seemed again uneasy. His red blushes made him cuter in the lust one eyes. The fell finally asks:
"Would ya like to be my boyfriend?"
