"Don't Judge A Book By Its Cover" (Gaster!sans X OC)

08

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I'm confused with this fucked up updating schedule too.

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The week passed at the neutralist camp.
Sans was healed enough to start walking.
He and Nikki grew closer over that week, practically always talking to him.
And he didn't seem to mind having someone to talk too.

While Sophie she...she was confused.
Having her soul continuing to try to replace her main traits.
Her emotions started to get out of control.
Her personality and attitude easily change.

Didn't help that her father went missing.

Richard didn't come back, he didn't come back for almost a entire week.
Everyone's worried that he died.
Not that they can do anything about it.

The camp also found out about Sans.
Some stupid excuse that he was just a lone traveler.
Yet it somehow worked.
never knew her camp was so gullible.

Anyway, having Sans and Sophie as rivals bothered and even intruded into others work.
They fight like their lives depended on it.

So the camp eventually decided that it would be best if they just make a truce.

So they locked both of them in the same basement under the shack.
Somehow thinking it would solve the problem.

Which leads to the situation now.

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-Sophie-

We sat in silence.

In a concrete room.

To make up.

My life hates me

I started twiddling with my thumbs.

He just stared to the side, seemingly as bored as I am.

"So..." His voice slightly echoed in this small room.

"How do we do this?" He continued, now looking at me.

I shrug.

"How do we do this?" I ask myself.

Well, we're not in a argument yet.

That's a start.

He let out an bored sigh.

Looking straight now.

"How did we agree to this?"

"We didn't" I stated simply, putting my hand on my lap.

He hummed.

He slightly leaned back, causing the same mattress from before to creak.

I silently cringe at the screeching noise it made.

The silence was here once again.