Under the Swap

Journal Entry 1

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Dear Journal,

                    Today, I had to put up with Blueberry being on high alert for one person that he wants to one day marry but didn't have the guts to tell her that he likes her. And no it's not Toriel, who got back with Asgore a little while ago. It's that siren girl, Leslie. He had been gaining up the courage all day to talk to her. And it seemed to mostly come out in stutters and blushing whenever she did come around. He doesn't have the guts, but I know that he can do it if he really wanted to and tried harder to actually listen to her. 

                     He doesn't seem to understand that in order for the other person to know how you feel, you need to tell them, but I have been trying to work with him on this. I've been trying hard to tell him all day, but he is getting himself into a point where he's going to have an emotional breakdown if he doesn't get her to talk to him. 

                     He's been buying flowers, practicing odes to her, everything from all the romance classics. He even thought about putting in fake fangs and telling her something along the lines of, "I'm Edward Cullings. . ." I'm more than confused about that one, but whatever.

                      On the other hand, Papyrus (Carrot) is asleep as of right now, which is why I haven't slyly pulled away from Blueberry while he is in his tissy. I heard his light snoring from his room as I sat in Blue's room, listening to him as he tried to say his words again. . .

Nope. 

Not having it.

                        He is lucky that he is my kid and nobody else's, or else I swear he would have been annoyed or something. . .

Or he wouldn't be him.

I shudder at the thought.

                               Nice to Write Today, 

                                                   Swap!Gaster