I just return to the fandom and I already needed a moment. Sorry about that. I’ve just been emotionally drained and actually had to take a break from the computer. My job has me on a computer for 9 hours a day and then I go home and sit on the computer or play video games all day/night. So I just needed to take a bit of a rest day. As it gets nicer out I may need to cut back again, but I think taking these few days of doing nothing should help. I forgot my phone at home, so I may be slightly around at work now when I need to not be coloring in my coloring book and look professional. If it’s slow and I'm sent home early, I may be on. Otherwise, I’m off this weekend and I plan to at least pop on a bit. Sorry for my lack of activity.

Only thing I ask is that we’ve interacted at least once whether it’s from M!A, Asks, or actual thread. If we haven’t but you want to be added, IM me to discuss relationship.

Fisk had practically screamed in pain when the bone was forced out of her body, having gripped the couch tightly. “A-ah, Pap!” Her eyes were wide and she was panting heavily by the time he started to use healing magic on her wound. It had been a while since Fisk had had healing magic used on her. It wasn’t for say painful, but it stung from the lack of use on her body.

Fisk soon was breathing more in a pattern to keep in tact. She didn’t want to pass out on him, so she looked at him “H-how are you so good at this? Even my brothers aren’t that good.” Well, more than likely because they had no chance to really perfect it and was busy getting money for Papyrus while Pap was forced to take it easy. And for some reason, she just wasn’t cut out for healing magic, no matter how much she tried it just wouldn’t work.

“whoa, whoa, paps? paps, i’m right here.” He reached out to grasp Papyrus’s hand. “are you okay? are you having some kinda… episode?” He had never known this Papyrus to have any mental troubles, but it was possible he had just never found out. “c’mon, i’m right here. everything is fine.”

   Sans was, in fact, at said telescope, causing it to move as he looked up at the artificial stars. The sudden sound of Papyrus’s voice caused him to look up from the small lens and over toward the taller skeleton with confusion on his face, which had thankfully returned to being a skeletal one not too long ago.

   ❝…hey, bro, you feeling ok? or is this some kinda joke? if it is, it’s not funny..❞ He stepped away from the equipment and put a bony hand on Papyrus’s shoulder, giving a light shake. ❝i’m right in front of you, buddy.❞