нιgнєѕт яαик ♥ #7 ιи ѕσяιєℓ {under heavy editing} »➖❯❤❮➖« ❝knock knock❞ it all started with a giant door that separates the ruins from snowdin. ❝who❜s there?❞ they would often share jokes with each other for the entire day until the sun sets and the moon rises on the unseen surface. but now, this is their opportunity for a formal introduction from each other in person. they were really anticipating their meeting and were struggling in a state of nerve-wreck. looking back at that memory is a sweet thing to cherish; the recollection of these unforgettable moments creating a stronger and more passionate bond between the two as they commented on and on about their past lives and experiences. they continued sharing lighthearted chortles, vivacious with each other❜s presence and genuineness. toriel closed her eyes and released a small smile of content, euphoric that she got to meet someone as outstanding as the skeleton perched beside her, reciprocating the delighted feeling. ❝i still cannot believe that we are living in this privileging situation. it just feels . . . soriel,❞ sans joked along with a perfectly timed punchline, earning a burst of cachinnation from the goat. the skeleton joined in the laughter, substantially ecstatic that he met someone as amazing as her. he felt so happy just by being around her, and that is the light that motivates him and pushes him further into sparking his goal with determination. his goal is to make her happiness everlasting and real. ❝is that ❛soriel❜ pun a concoction of our names now, sans?❞ a bit flustered at that point out, he retorted with a grin, ❝yes, it is.❞ »-❯❤❮-« υи∂єятαℓє © тσву fσχ ιт fєєℓѕ ѕσяιєℓ © ℓιgєιαℓу ❮ ℓσωєя¢αѕє ιитєи∂є∂ ❯