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A COFFEE ROASTED TO PERFECTION
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Y/N POV
You watched everyone shove food on their mouths like their life depended on it (except for Alastor, Husk and Vaggie), You can't help but taste your cooking, and obviously it's pretty normal.
“Is it that good?” You asked, your static showing and you showed a confused expression.
“Gooddd~~” Charlie replied, mouth still full and gestured with her other hand to show how good it was.
Husk only gave two thumbs up to show his appreciation.
“Sugar tits~ I don't know what kind of heavenly recipe you got, but it's really good~”Angel Dust said in between shoving some pancakes that was almost drowning in syrup.
“now, now, don't sell yourself short, this coffee is also roasted to perfection.” The Radio-static agreed and you can't help but get confused. I used the automated coffee blender though?
You summoned your ‘Oh deer’ Mug and helped yourself with some coffee as well, lightly sipping on it, you gave a soft hum in satisfaction, Although you still don't get why they're reacting like that , all is well since they all like it.
You looked up to them, who was suddenly frozen, staring straight to your mug. Oh shit! you forgot about that—
“Yes??” You tilted your head and pretended to be confused. Fake it till you can't take it.
“Well you-uhm you and Alastor have the same mug?” Charlie said with a confused and shocked expression.
You turned towards Alastor and his eyes were basically narrowed in thought, he was also mid sipping his coffee but stopped when you probably summoned the mug.
“Oh? such coincidence! This has been my Customized mug since i was alive.” You said a matter of factly. Since i was 19 that is...
They saw that you weren't lying and was even more confused.
“Oh! who's pancake will this be?” You changed the subject, and instead pointed at the last pancake on the serving plate.
“Mine!”
before anyone could move Niffty suddenly dove in and snatched the pancake and snickered evilly.
Groans of frustration could be faintly heard and you only chuckled in amusement.
You felt a scorching gaze and turned your eyes towards the source, Alastor lightly sipped his coffee, his eyes slightly glowing in iridescent green. Sensitive bastard.
You can't help but curse at him, although you revel at his evil glory, it doesn't mean you want to be his puppet, you don't know what kind of thoughts swimming in that head of his and you can't afford to bet your ass on it. Aye, its really hard to be a fan girl of an evil, crazy, manipulative overlord.
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