It was a regular day, Damien was asleep on the couch. Their shared apartment only had 2 room, they were thinking of moving out an old room, but for now. Damien was sleeps on the couch. Inkle got his own room simply because be had to much art stuff.
Speaking on Inkle.
"..psst. Damien. Psst. Wake up."
He said as he tried to wake up his friend carefully..oh course that wouldn't last long.
He gotten air horns and blasted them for Damien to wake up.
"AHHH! INKLE อะไรวะ!!!(What the fuck)"
Damien screamed letting out some Thai.
"Ah. Plan B never fails me,"
Inkle said before giggling and running away.
Damien groaned, but he had gotten used to Inkle chaotic side.
"Damien? That you? Get up breakfast is almost ready!" Damien could hear Barry yelling From the kitchen.
Damien groaned but got up and went there, he sat down trying to keep his eyes open and his ears were still ringing from the air horns.
"Let me guess, he got the air horns?"
"Yeah..how did he even buy them? He's broke!"
"He probably got a large amount of money from a commission or something"
"..yeah. ugh. He's gonna torture us with them.."
As he groaned as soon a plate of pancakes were infront of him.
"Okay, now it just needs some syrup-"
..the pancakes are gone-
"Mmm...goood.."
" ..Damien,I didn't even get to put the syrup on it-"
"..Barry, how long have we known eachother?"
"Umm..like a few years?-"
"Then you should know by now I have no impulse control when it comes to food."
Barry stayed silent, and just handed Damien the syrup bottle.
While Damien was just chugging down the maple sugary mess we call syrup, Barry was eating his pancakes.
"So, did you find a new job yet?"
"No, Barry, you know I'm trying..it's hard,"
"Why don't you ask Charlie to work at his cafe"
"..what part of no impulse to food don't you understand?"
" ..oh yeah- nevermind then-"
Damien finished the syrup,
"Ugh..well I'll try to search for something later today though,"
He said, seems as if all the sugar was finally waking him up slowly.
After a few minutes he got up, and went to get ready for the day.
As he walked down the sidewalk, he saw a small picture of an outfit design someone threw away, it was mostly yellow and black and looked like it was scrapped from a magical girl anime. Damien found it instresting and shoved it into his pocket.
It would be so cool, if his life was like an anime, always on adventures, and not worrying about jobs, bills and just living. Here it was boring, but in shows and movies. It was fun.
And he wanted that.
He couldn't keep thinking for to long as he was about to miss the bus and by pure luck he got on. Ready for another boring melancholic day of his life.
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A Human World. | Sans aus Oneshot Lore Book
Fanfiction(A New AU I created and wanted to flesh the lore out- don't judge me-) Basically in the real world each sanses and the multiverse in general have a human counterpart who are fresh out of college people- Dream for example is a Thai person with blonde...
