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βWoah, uhh-- wow .β α γ €α α α α α α γ €α α α α α α Simon, you good . .?
Angel throws it on a random channel and goes back to holding Simon against his chest.
βI didn't really. . watch a lot back then. So, you can pick-- whatever. I don't mind .β α γ €α α α α α α γ €α α α α α α Simon finds it pretty. . and comfortable !
"Probably somethin dumb and annoying. Any requests?" He asked, cuddling up with Simon and humming happily. He knows his chest fluff is preeeetty great. And pretty.
βDepends. What are you gonna put on ?β α γ €α α α α α α γ €α α α α α α Simon obviously joins quickly, almost instantly leaning against them gently. So comfortable .
"Alright." He doesn't force it. He leads the other off to his room. Getting cozy in his little blanket nest and waiting to be joined. "Alright. Mind if I put a show on as background?"
Simon slowly shakes his head, and manages to get up with some struggle, and a grunt . α γ €α α α α α α γ €α α α α α α βI don't need help right now-- I just need to be with you for now .β Oh, Simon .
"Hey, you aint gotta apologize nothin. Kay? C'mon big guy." He stands and offers hands to help him up too. "I got da blanket nest warmed up fer us."
Simon slowly looks up, turning around to look at Angel. Someone's missed them . α γ €α α α α α α γ €α α α α α α βYeah-- wouldn't hurt to. Sorry for actin' like that in front of you .β Don't apologize, Simon .
Simon looked.. sad. The fluffy spider comes closer to him. "Hey babes.. ya wanna come snuggle up wit me?"
β. .I just wanna go home .β α γ €α α α α α α γ €α α α α α α Holding the pendant so close .
βWhere the fuck is it .β
βAway. Please .β Simon .
// i really need to play deltarune eventually.
She cupped his face, worrying that it's her fault that Cogburn came back to life. She fumbled her duty. " I. . . I have to be faster. I have to get better. I have to stop him once and for all. Even if it kills me. " Mach. :(
Oh, that's a choked sob escaping Simon. Hey, buddy . βThe one time somethin' goes right in my life, somethin' or someone out there just HAS to try and ruin it. Why can't I just-- relax with ya? For the rest of my life ?β He's already scared. There's not much she can do to change that .
Oh, that's a choked sob escaping Simon. Hey, buddy . βThe one time somethin' goes right in my life, somethin' or someone out there just HAS to try and ruin it. Why can't I just-- relax with ya? For the rest of my life ?β He's already scared. There's not much she can do to change that .
Red sparks surrounded her form, hissing from the anger and rage festering in her being. Yet the anger is making her tired. " I'm afraid. . . " How can she say this without making him so scared. " He will come back. He always will. "
Simon slowly takes Mach's hand, squeezing it gently. He's really trying his hardest to make her calm down. At least a little bit . βIt-- it's okay. . I know you won't .β Another hiss from Simon, this wound must hurt a lot, he's even shutting his eyes tightly due to the pain. Poor +
Mach rubbed her thumb against the scarring, a low growl escaping her. How dare Cogburn lay a hand on Simon. She'll have to destroy her great-grandfather again until it learned its lesson. " I won't do that. I would never do that to you. " She dabbed the cold compress against the scar, soaking up +
The hiss once again, it still aches sadly. Simon runs a hand through his hair, moving some of the strands out of his face, revealing a new scar! It obviously was given to him by Cogburn . βI don't know. . maybe he-- didn't like that you were happy with me. . or somethin' ?β βHe said +
Seems like the caterpillar is back, holding out the cold compress. She grabbed onto it and pressed it against around Simon's eye. She's trying to see if Cogburn left a scar. " I tend to do that. He could've seriously hurt you. I wonder why he didn't. . . "
A quiet hiss escapes the former convict, before it slowly transitions into a content hum. Simon is actually smiling for once . βDon't worry about all of that-- you still helped. Ya saved my life--. . again .β
She pressed the cold digits of her hands against the scarring, hoping it would lessen the aches. Before snapping her fingers and motioning for her friend to get a cooling compress. " Eh. . . Could be better. I should've been faster. He hurt you. "
He's leaning against her partially, his mutation scars are aching again, and so is his left eye. Doesn't help that it was getting squeezed by Allfather . βFine. Just-- hurtin'. How are you feelin' ?β
A squeak escaped her. She's been meaning to check up on him after the whole Allfather incident. . . " Heeeey. How're you feeling? "
Almost immediately embracing her, he's been feeling so tired recently . βHey . .β
Guess who is here. Plus a little caterpillar friend. Awww hi.
Groaning, holding his head .
You don't say. " You haven't seen the last of me, Butcher. " FUCKING DIE ALREADY, OLD MAN. where did his body go. Aw fuck. Hi Mach. Thank you for picking up Simon.
He's been through a lot . βFuckin'-- god .β Simon physically cannot get onto his feet right now. That can't be good .
He's been through a lot . βFuckin'-- god .β Simon physically cannot get onto his feet right now. That can't be good .
Poor Simon. :( " Ostrum, my deβ " Ow. The scythe embedded itself in his abdomen. OH HI MACH. YES. GOOD. DRAG IT DOWN HIS ABDOMEN. GOOD.
Simon obviously snaps out of his daze, making sure to dodge the scythe. Too close. Way too close . βShut up . . .β I WONDER WHO COULD'VE DONE THAT. Please help out, Simon .
Cogburn rubbed the side of his head before throwing the scythe directly at Simon. DON'T FUCKING DO THAT. " They saw you as nothing but your title. . . " Hey, Cogburn. Think fast because SOMEONE threw the scythe back.
Simon breathes heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose as he tries to calm himself down . βPlease-- shut up . .β Get angrier, Simon. Huh, I really wonder who that could be .
Tree. Cogburn pressed down some more before getting yanked away. Hm. " Of course they didn't listen to you! You were a noboβ " Eugh. The pain from the hammer made him cut himself off. That's a suspicious purple blur running over.
Don't even joke. Simon grunts, clenching his fists as he tries to get Cogburn to just let go . βThat wasn't apart of the plan-- they didn't listen to me, I . .β He shuts up once the hammer hits Cogburn. He's shaking .
Heh. Rooted. Like a tree. DON'T PRESS A THUMB OVER HIS LEFT EYE. NO. STOP THAT. " All those people in Filament Station. All those LIVES you took with your own hands. Was it satisβ " Huh. He got cut off by the hammer slamming directly into the side of his head.
Another yelp, this one is very obviously rooted in fear, his left eye appears to be red once again. That can't be good at all . βOh-- fuck off. Like I would tell ya. Besides, I think she knows somethin' is up right now .β Oh hey that's nice .
Cogburn leaned down to press the sharp edge of the scythe against Simon's jugular. Not aiming to draw blood. Just to scare him. " Will she be happy once she finds out what you did? Or did you already spill that to her. " Do you see a suspicious red, oversized sledgehammer being launched at them.
Simon leans forward, his posture clearly isn't the best. And it isn't helped by the fact that he's scared. Really scared actually . βGuess that's one thing we got in common. But yeah, I would say she's pretty fuckin' happy .β When does Cogburn die again .
He's staring down at the other, a cruel smile forming on his face underneath the helmet. Where did he get that scythe from. " Is she truly happy with someone such as yourself? You are barely human. " Man, shut the fuck up, Cogburn!
A yelp, as he lands on the ground with a thud, it takes him a lot of strength to get back onto his feet . βWell, she clearly wasn't happy-- she seems happier with me. . a 'butcher' .β You go, Simon .
A small growl escaped him as he dropped Simon. A scythe formed in his hand. " My dear Ostrum never cared about what I did. I gave her a place to live. I made sure she was HAPPY! " Bullshit. You treated her like she's nothing but a machine to help destroy universes, Cogburn.
Another yell. Poor Simon is shaking, now out of fear. He was finally happy, and now it could be taken away from him again . βAnd-- what--? DIE? I don't think your 'sweet Ostrum' would like that . .β His voice almost sounds strained. Like it's taking a lot of effort to even speak .
He pressed the thumb against the burn scar. Ouch. " You should've stayed in your little iron tomb. The lung that absorbed the oxygen from the blood and mutated you. " Simon, buddy, that's a thirteen feet tall man. The hits aren't doing anything.