“ Ahaha, Tateyama-sensei finally called me out on writing 2015 on my papers-- ”
Peaceful night, peaceful sleep.
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His last present was a simple one; it was the trophy his class had won at the school festival two years ago, with a big red bow half-heartedly tied around it. Next to the small statue was yet another card to accompany the gift; "I guess it was already kind of half-yours in the first place, but a certain someone helped me finally put my hands on it. Maybe you can find some place nice to put it. Happy birthday. —Your Secret Santa."
Well, if none of the other gifts had revealed who his Secret Santa was, this one certainly did the job.
He leans a little under the weight, though the way he clutches it to his chest sends a wave of warmth through him. A radiant smile brightens his features and he bounces on his toes, ready to rocket off to attach himself to the gift giver.
However, he refrains. For now, he’ll keep the trophy close and place it on his desk.
After all, it would be a nice daily reminder of what his class accomplished a couple of years ago.
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He’d find two white packages adorned with red bows waiting for him. While the wrapping job might’ve been somewhat crude—the contents within remained heartfelt all the same. The thicker package contained a clear-plastic case with the word “COPIC” on the label (the gift-giver made sure to leave on the 50% off label; they didn’t want to go over some unspoken price limit,) and inside were six markers of bold, primary shades. (Continued.)
Secondly, the thinner package contained a cheap dinosaur coloring book with a triceratops on the front—and lastly, there was a single card with the words, “Merry Christmas, go crazy. —Your Secret Santa,“ on it.
How cute!
It’s a nice set along with giving him some markers that were too far out of his price range to buy. Holding both items to his chest, he trots back into the house and goes about sorting both items into his wide collection of art supplies.
Sparkles are practically visible around him as he finally puts the copic markers in their place, standing back to admire his work.
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“ ah , yea you too Haruka” a pat on the others shoulder “and Happy Birthday.”
He leans forward at the sudden pat, though his expression never changes from the bright smile. “ Thank you, Shintaro-kun! ”
“ Merry Christmas Eve, everyone!!! ”
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He’d awake up to find a plate of cinnamon rolls sitting on his bedside table. They looked to be homemade (as they were notably /burnt/ in a few spots,) but the red and green sprinkles lightly coating the icing would surely distract from any unfavorable flavor, right? Beside the pastries was a handwritten card with red text; there were a few viciously scratched-out phrases, ultimately leaving him with a single note, “—Your Secret Santa.”
It’s endearing, truly.
He examines the cinnamon rolls with much curiosity, picking one up and noting the burned spots and the cute sprinkles that decorate the top. A smile leaps onto his sleepy face, taking a bite out of it and setting the rest down.
“ These are pretty good...! I wonder who did it? ”
A look at the note reveals nothing (though believe him, he puts the note under his lamp to try and see under the scribbles). One more cinnamon roll is consumed before he stores the rest away.
“ It would be kinda sad if I went through a gift too quickly... ”
This kid is way too pumped. Stop him.
Guess who’s birthday is in less than a month?
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She smiles brightly at the elder once he opens the door, the girl laughing at the fact he had appeared through simple means and small hopes. ❝ Haruka-san! ❞ she chirps, closing the distance between them. “Nothing’s really happening― I just wanted to see if something worked and it did!”
He rocks on his heels as she comes closer, gaze training on the circle of art supplies and the food that sits in the middle of it. What was she doing exactly? Trying to summon him? A laugh bubbles in the back of his throat before it comes out, smile bright and arms out to pull Ayano into a hug. “ Yep, it definitely did! ”
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She’ll casually make a circle of drawing utensils with food in the middle and hope for the best.
There’s the presence of pretty obvious footsteps down the hall before they abruptly stop outside the door. It opens a second later, Haruka poking his head in, ready to investigate before he realizes who is standing there. “ -- Ayano-chan? What’s going on? ”
"If you let me live... I'll come back. I'll kill you." Takane @ Kuroha.
Undertale Starter Sentences. || Accepting!
A grin, oozing with the lust to destroy and the anticipation to the pull the trigger cracks across his face. There’s a little laugh, one as if he heard a joke that he only says is funny to avoid entirely hurting someone’s feelings, yet making it obvious that the attempt was absolutely horrendous.
“ Takane, Takane, Takane. You poor naive soul. Do you think your threats mean anything? You make me sick. A weak little girl that couldn’t even work up the nerve to confess her feelings believes she can work up the energy to kill someone?
How silly. ”
Bang.
He’s so sleepy.
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Undertale - Starter Sentences
SPOILER WARNINGS AHEAD! Please proceed with caution. As always, feel free to change any pronouns/words to your liking.
"You're new here, aren'tcha?"
"Golly, you must be so confused."
"Hey buddy, you missed some."
"Is this a joke? Are you braindead?"
"You just wanted to see me suffer."
"Ah, do not be afraid, my child."
"Welcome to your new home."
"Here, take my hand for a moment."
"I should not have left you alone for so long."
"Surprise! It is a butterscotch-cinnamon pie."
"I want you to have a nice time living here."
"I have seen it time and time again. They come. They leave. They die."
"I am only protecting you, do you understand?"
"Hmph. You are just like the others."
"Attack or run away!"
"I know you want to go home, but..."
"I promise I will take good care of you here. I know we do not have much, but... We can have a good life here."
"My expectations... My loneliness... My fear... For you, I will put them aside."
"Do not worry about me. Someone has to take care of these flowers."
"Quick, behind that conveniently-shaped lamp."
"I will bathe in a shower of kisses every morning."
"Hmm... Maybe this lamp will help you."
"He's playing poker by himself. He appears to be losing."
"I can't be your friend!"
"I guess this means I have to go out on a date with you?"
"All that pressure to succeed... Really got to her..."
"You know what would be more valuable to everyone? If you were dead."
"You think I'm gonna be friends with you, huh?"
"We're gonna be best friends!!"
"Envision these vegetables as your greatest enemy! Now!! Pound them to dust with your fists!!"
"Uh, you know, like a robotic TV star or something."
"Now he's an unstoppable killing machine with a thirst for human blood?"
"Yes, she scrawls her name in the margins of the notes. She names programming variables after her. She even writes stories of them together, sharing a domestic life. Probability of crush -- 101%."
"Yeah, you gotta save your money for college and spiders."
"D-Dude... I can't... I can't take this anymore! Not like this!! Like, [NAME]! I like... I like, LIKE you, bro!"
"I found a gun in the dumpster!"
"He's like, my robot husband. He just doesn't know it yet."
"You've still got time. Don't live like me. I'm 19-years old, and I've already wasted my entire life."
"Never interact with attractive people."
"Why do people find him so attractive? He's literally just a freaking rectangle."
"Future? What future? I'll probably be trapped at this stupid job forever."
"This was all just a big show. An act. [NAME] has been playing you for the fool the whole time."
"All so you would think she's the great person that she's not."
"Nice day today, huh? Birds are singing, flowers are blooming..."
"We could be like... Like a family..."
"You really are an idiot."
"Killing me is the only way to end this."
"If you let me live... I'll come back. I'll kill you. I'll kill everyone you love."
"Don't you realize that being nice... just makes you get hurt?"
"Let's go to the garbage dump!!"
"She's so confident... And strong... And funny..."
"I'm just a nobody. A fraud. All I've ever done is hurt people. I've told her so many lies, she thinks I'm... She thinks I'm a lot cooler than I actually am."
"If she gets close to me, she'll... She'll find out the truth about me. ... What should I do?"
"Let's roleplay it."
"I kiss her back... S...softly... I... l-look gently into her eyes... I START HOLLERING!! [NAME]!!! I LOVE YOU!!! [NAME]!!! KISS ME AGAIN, [NAME]!!!"
"...WHAT did you just say?"
"You don't have to lie to me. I don't want you to have to lie to anyone anymore."
"[NAME]... I want to help you become happy with who you are."
"Anime is real, RIGHT?!"
"[NAME] and I finished our training early. Very early. So I sent her home. Very home."
"Is that your ex? Gee, that's rough, buddy."
"OH MY GOD. Will you two just smooch already?!"
"It's all your fault. It's all because you made them love you."
"Your life will end here, where no one remembers you..."
"No! I don't need anyone!"
"[NAME]... Do you know why I keep doing this? Why I keep fighting to have you around?"
"I'm doing this... because you're special. You're the only one that understands me."
"I care about you, [NAME]. I care about you more than anyone else in the world."
"I'm not ready for this to end. I'm not ready to say goodbye to someone like you again."
"I'm so alone... I'm so afraid... [NAME], I... I... I'm so sorry."
"I always was a crybaby, wasn't I?"
"I wish I could tell you how everyone feels about you."
"I understand if you can't forgive me. I understand if you hate me. I acted so horrible. I hurt you. I hurt so many people. There's no excuse for what I've done."
"Maybe... The truth is... [NAME] wasn't really the greatest person."
"You're the type of friend I wish I always had."
"Take a deep breath. There's nothing left to worry about."
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Guess who just startled himself awake with his alarm clock set to remind himself of a certain date.
This kid.
“ Oof--! ”
Whoops, down he goes.