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Frisk hopes there's no fight.

They want to be left alone, sure, but that's not the only thing they hope for. Even they can't just fix a--rivalry, a longstanding hatred, at least not when the opposing parties actually know each other. But they also hope they can...lessen it, at least a bit. So the Sandman doesn't try to outright kill--no, they're sorry, 'banish', with lots of beating and tarry blood--Pitch when they see each other every time.

(Of course, they don't know the whole story. But they can't imagine that would matter.)

The time ticks down in companionable silence.

Frisk keeps their eyes on the sky--

--and they sit straight up when they first spot glimmering gold in the clouds.

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boogerman

"I could bring you a plate of fried cockroaches for dinner."

He'll shut up when Toriel comes in, really.

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dustless

Bees. Honeybees, specifically. Why not.

"Okay."

They eat spiders. Spiders in dough, admittedly, but still. This is not the way to go about bugging them--and then Frisk has to duck their head to hide their smirk, 'cause that was a horrible pun.

(Fur is hard to clean, Toriel left her cleaning comb in the bathroom and is doing her best with her claws..)

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boogerman

"Not really. I don't believe your mother would approve much of me feeding you bugs." And she can set him on fire, so. She wins.

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dustless

Frisk turns their head to look at him. They look...a little considering.

"...I mean, if they were clean. She might. She's--it's not bugs, but she made snail pie before."

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boogerman

"Pie? ...That's not how I've seen snails cooked before. They're supposed to be more savory than sweet, I thought?" They really love their sweets, both of them. Sheesh.

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dustless

"They're...not sweet." Snail pie isn't impossible to eat, especially not by Frisk's standards, but it's weird.

"Sorry I took so long." Toriel makes her way through the room to the couch, looking at the preview and smiling even more. "Ah--I think this one is new!" She has quite the thirst for new knowledge after decades with exactly the same books.

"'S okay." Frisk nods, expression serious. "I was telling Pitch that you like eating bugs."

"Frisk! I do not eat bugs. Snails, yes, but those are gastropods."

"An' spiders."

"Arachnids!" She bops them on the nose with a finger and Frisk loses their straight face. "Still, they are not bugs. Or even insects!"

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boogerman

Bees. What does he know about bees? ...Well, he'll learn.

"Nothing shameful in eating bugs. People all over the world do it and like it. They're healthy." Haaa.

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dustless

"Not around here a lot." Frisk presses 'play'.

"They are far too squeamish." Most humans do not even try to taste her pie.

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boogerman

"I know. Half the people around panic if they see a cockroach, I can't imagine them wanting to eat one."

Enough with the cockroaches, watch the bees. He does sit, finally, trying not to take up too much of the couch... and accidentally bump into Frisk.

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dustless

Toriel laughs lightly, but also falls silent. She truly does love watching these.

The couch is huge, so it'd be tough to bump them even if he'd taken a flying leap...at first. Frisk is pretty good at taking up couch space.

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boogerman

So are tall people, but he's trying. At least he's very, very thin.

He keeps his silence. He'll be heard if he speaks, see, he can't narrate the show to them as he's done in the past to nonbelievers, not without being a pain in the arse.

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dustless

Frisk wouldn't mind. He is being a child. Or too nervous.

Not that they notice much after the first few minutes, enthralled with the making of honey, and the plight of bees in general. There are a few interesting scenes about allergic reactions, too, that Frisk's unaffected by but Toriel feels a chill from. There are many children at her school who have yet to learn if they have such reactions.

It's a pretty long one, too. At the end, Toriel glances at the clock and rises to her feet.

"I will check on the cake, though there is still time left for it to bake. I will be right back."

Frisk stretches and flops their head in Pitch's direction. "Think of other stuff to watch?"

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boogerman

Eh. None of that was really useful or interesting, and yet he's still sitting there. He's had more boring nights.

Tapping his foot, not looking at that hair Frisk has which is not being petted, "Something less educational and more for a laugh?"

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dustless

Frisk starts flipping through categories, looking for comedy.

"Dunno what I can watch if you like 'adult humor'."

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boogerman

"Not particularly." Ooh! British, funny, a bit childish: "Look for Monty Python. I know you haven't seen that, it's decades old."

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dustless

"Heard the name, I think." Frisk searches it and finds Monty Python and the Holy Grail.

"This one good?"

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boogerman

"Perfect. I remember it being hilarious." Right from the opening credits.

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dustless

They grin and select it, bouncing in place a little. They suspect it'll be weird, 'cause Pitch is, but who says that's bad?

"The cake will be done in about half an hour. And that looks like an adventure," Toriel adds when she spots the title at the top of the screen.

Frisk shrugs. Action-comedy, they guess, and hit 'play'.

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boogerman

It starts off silly, and keeps on being so with a bit of weirdness and cartoonish violence... right to the ridiculous ending. He may have chuckled at a few parts.

So nice. He hasn't seen it in decades either, it's great how they can just summon it up for him with a remote.

Edited (ffff missed the best one) Date: 2016-06-23 04:11 pm (UTC)

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dustless

The coconut bit starts off with suspense--they're definitely expecting a jumpscare. So the coconut migration and weight hits Frisk especially hard, and they need to press their palms to their mouth to keep from losing to laughter--

Toriel has no such compulsions.

She laughs heartily at nearly every amusing thing, only wincing once or twice at the violence. Sometimes she tries to keep her voice down; she cannot stop herself, and is nearly in tears of exhausted hysterics at the end of it. She needs to put her head in her hands at the end just to breathe.

"...Was good," Frisk says to the credits.

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boogerman

It's all so familiar to Pitch that he doesn't laugh loudly, only chuckles here and there. The cake has been forgotten, this is too nice. And Toriel... Oh, poor Toriel, she's as funny as the jokes.

"Are we going to have to call an ambulance for you?" Ha!

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dustless

Toriel shakes her head.

Frisk stretches, reaching out to give Pitch a friendly armpat. Then: "Oh, the cake." They don't sound too worried. Alphys helped rig it, it turns itself off so won't burn food easily.

Toriel nods. Yes, the cake...

...it will still be a minute before she can get her voice or ability to do anything back.

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boogerman

Frisk gets a nudge back with his foot. Totally friendly, totally normal. He's almost a different person when more amused, less full of hatred and paranoia--and he's not wearing shoes. Long socks, perhaps? What is up with his clothing?

"Forget the cake, it's ashes by now."

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dustless

...weird. They hadn't paid attention to that before. Not that it's really important--they just push right back. Nudge fight???

"No, no," Toriel says in a half-wheeze. "No, the cake is fine. If it were ashes, then we would have smelled it by now!"

She takes a very long, deep breath, and finally stands.

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boogerman

"You know, there's more where that came from. They had their own comedy show back--er, back then. The 70s, I think?"

He really needs a calendar. Or perhaps a diary. Something to keep track of dates in.