7. Cheer Up Buttercup

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(Your POV)

I hear a knock on Toriel's door. Toriel had gone to get me food. I open it ever so slightly, my mascara stained face barely visible. It's Gas. I open the door and walk over the corner, sitting with my back turned away from him. He sits next to me anyways. I keep my head down. "...Look , I'm sorry about earlier." He starts, pausing as if finding the right words. He glaces at my face. "Aw, cheer up buttercup. I don't like you when you're sad." The nickname makes a small smile form on my face. I suddenly turn and hug him. He almost loses him balance, but hugs me back. I smile. Things are getting better already.

     The door opens. Gas and I look over. It's Toriel. I smile and wave. "Hey, Tori." Gas says simply. "Did you two make up yet?" She asks. i smile. "Yeah, we did. I think we did. We did right?" I turn to Gas. He chuckles and nods, making me smile and turn back to Toriel. "Right, well, it is about time I gave you your own room, my child." Toriel takes my hand and leads me to a long, dark hallway. "I know it's not much, but..." She opens the door to reveal a room with a glass roof. I smile, small tears forming in my eyes. "I love it." I whisper. She leaves me in my room, where I doze off to sleep, staring up at the beautiful moon and stars.

*Patience.

(To Be Continued... Sorry it's short. BOI!)

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