Painfully Obvious. [Fell Poth || REWRITTEN]

Chapter 8

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The first little part is undertale Goth not underfell
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"So, you're telling me. YOU cheated on YOUR Goth and you want ME, to explain it to him." Goth deadpanned, the white robed skeleton disappointed beyond belief.

Palette winced, "Kind... of?" He muttered, "when you say it like that it sounds wor- ow!" Palette let out a string of curses as Goth smacked him in the head.

"You cheated! That is your fault! Not mine." Goth muttered, glaring almost appreciatively at the dark red handprint on Palette's cheek.

"Bu-"

"Goodbye!"

"Wait!"

"I said goodbye!" Goth responded, opening a portal with wave of his hand and stepping through before Palette could stop him.

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Goth sighed into his hand as he waved bye leisurely to Cray. Maybe he shouldn't date, take a break, he was a strong independent man he didn't need a man.

After a few minutes, he slid off the couch and strolled to his room. Collapsing on the bed and counting his blessings - which at the time weren't very many - in his head.

He was still stubborn, refusing to collapse and sleep his days away in the dark, shadowy room away from humanity.

He has just begun to count sheep when a fiery circle in the middle of his room opened into a portal just the right size to fit his small, lithe body.

"What the-"

"Hello Goth, it's been a while." A voice said, vaguely familiar. A voice he had heard decades ago, a voice that seemed long lost yet just around the corner.

Because behind him stood the one person he could trust. A scarlet red scarf wrapped around their neck, a white jacket hung around their s figure. Because behind him stood his father.