Can Sans fool around? Like start tickling Aliza pretending to be a pirate in this situation. Yohoho~~
@axetale by @thebananafrappe and @azulandrojo‘s AU aaand @mercy-monster.
Aliza stared
into the monster that was supposedly her father’s empty, dark sockets, a quake of fear trembling down her spine. He was so cool and calm and snarky around the house, sometimes she forgot what he was beneath the smile and laughter and indulgence of his family.Sans the skeleton was a cold blooded killer, a monster that killed and consumed his own kind, an insane, homicidal being that would have killed her too had she not been his own child.
And looking into his flat, empty expression, his hand hard around her wrist… nothing had ever been more clear to her.
Her inquisitive smile faltered, her soul clenching in her chest and her eyes flashing a warning red, as Sans sat up
from the couch, looming over her intimidatingly…And dug the phalanges of his other hand into her side, tickling her and grinning so broadly at the sound of her uncontrolled giggles that his skull nearly split in half. She dropped the pen she held, collapsing to her knees beside the couch, but he gave her no mercy, releasing her wrist so he could use his other hand to tickle her as well, kneeling at her side on the floor and snickering at her wails of laughter.
“sneaky little one, aren’t you? think you’re so clever, sneaking up on your old man like that…”
He tickles her breathless, til she’s laying on the threadbare carpet wheezing, and picks up the pen himself, leaning on a bended knee and doodling on her own tear stained face.
“did you ‘ink’ you could get away with it, precious? ‘drawing’ all the wrong conclusions, heh.”
If this isn’t just the cutest damn thing I don’t know what is. Well, cute for Axetale…