Author note: You know how sometimes you wish you could see more. Well, who expect Matilde to go through with it and send one of her sons over. It's a reprieve, but it does have to do with the ongoing plot. As always I own nothing but my plot. Oh, some good news! I was and involved with frans week on Tumblr. Because the seeming decline ( it always seem like the only time there's a rush of fanart and fanfics is when a challenge is made ) and I want to make the community feel more united, I created a blog with a few friends of mine for the just that purpose it's called Frans Haven. It has a bunch of things including shipper spotlight and au spotlight monthly challenges and a bunch more things to make the community feel more united and active. If interested well here's the title you know this site behaves
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Wednesday morning start a bit differently than I expected, Toriel left the rest of the robes tailored with a note for having a fun day. I went to look at the letter which was still sitting on my counter. I found strange that my dream where mystery monster free. He wrote that he wanted to give me a break from the dreams. I admit that I missed him in my dreams.
I doubt today with that in mind will be a fun day. Since the ghost Napstablook mentioned he had a gig today, he'd show up Thursday to keep me company after I explained I liked having him around. I took a shower brushed my teeth try to perk myself up before having something to drink or eat first. I knew today was going to be a dull one. Putting on the periwinkle robes, I felt fancy and beautiful. Going over it in my head and deciding I wanted to make something special for breakfast. I decided to work on my screenplay that came to while I was talking to Napstablook. A subversion on romantic comedy no stupid misunderstanding or making every character unlikeable.
By Wednesday day afternoon was fun, I spent the afternoon talking to Oliver Mathilda's son, the engineer who works for the royal scientist. Matilda, the matchmaker, couldn't blame her she did like me, and she warned me she would send her son over to keep me company. Oliver was sly and flirtatious and bookish and passionate about his work. He loves his family mention all his brothers and sisters who work as teachers like their mother and the outliers Muffet, Itsy, Bitsy, and himself. We made our own path.
"Why be different?"
"We just knew being teachers just wasn't for us. I always liked to build, Muffet always had a head for business, and she loved baking. Bitsy relished in fashion and Itsy or Ike like he wants to be the center of a perfect party and is part owner of the drain pipe. You could say we liked the freedom of choice. If I weren't an engineer, I wouldn't have built the spider protective suit or came up with something for the kidnapping dilemma."
"What's your solution?" You got to like a guy with a vision and desire to help in his way.
"Robotic protection on top of the sentry and guard detail. Fully automatic and able to defend without someone controlling it from the other side. It can alert the guards closest. One of our top engineers finally got around to building the communicators for the royal guards he's been saying that he would for over a century. The intended to use only for sentries and guards only cell phones down here? Can be unreliable even standard phones break up calls and the continuously stable thing is radio transmission. I want to test their use in the worse weather conditions."
"You really care about this."
"Of course, I used to fear to have to come this way as a high school student even though I had my kid siblings coming down here to learn from Miss Tori I this was a solution a long time coming.
We kept chatting, and it was interesting and lively not the same as talking to blooky yesterday, but blooky didn't have an agenda. I was snickering internally, Oliver is flirt of the highest order and a spider monster sure but he was handsome, and he knew it, and if I wasn't falling for a monster I've yet to meet? The letter upstairs near my bed still in the back of my mind. He would be my type I have a thing for smart men, and the confident ones always make smile. But the mystery man had my heart as insane as it might be.
We just talk for another hour till he explained his boss would start asking where he was and having a lunch date isn't much of excuse I looked at him he gave me a sheepish grin "Okay, fine, not a date." showing his pearly whites fangs and all.
He walked out the front the door probably taking a ride back with the miners.
I swept both the entrance and exit out of here. I was cleaning the living room when Toriel came with her she brought a back and supplies for when I leave her home.
"Hello Toriel, you remember how Matilde mentioned she would be sending one of her sons over to keep me company?"
"Yes?"
"He came over today during lunch, and he laid on the charm thicker than mud after a rainstorm. "
"Let me guess she sent over Oliver? She loves all children, but Oliver is the one she's been most insistent on finding a love interest for. The tinker and engineer of the family deserve someone to share his life with."
"Why me though?"
"You're new and haven't met him yet. also, you can bake, and you seem shy and sweet perfect for her flirty and smart son."
"Well he makes a great friend, he's handsome, but I'm not interested."
"That I can understand seems to me like you're already in love! Sometimes I swear you stare off into a sigh and smile randomly."
"Toriel you're very observant, but I'm not in love I don't think at least."
"You could have fooled me last time I saw someone so lovesick it was my son over Chara and even then when they started dating we put ground rules and few charms to keep them away from making us grandparents early."
I laughed, but I was contemplative was I falling in love with my mystery monster? What do I know about love? I see what I feel, and it does scare me.
She was preparing dinner a smile of mischief on her face tunelessly humming. I decide to help her with the prepping since she was cutting the vegetable.
"If you have feelings for someone? What's so wrong with letting things just be? Sometimes when it comes to love? You have let it ebb and flow at the pace comes for you. Love is scary if you allow yourself to fear it."
I was listening nodding she's happily married woman might as well listen to her wisdom.
"When I got involved with Asgore, it was scary. We had been friends for a very long time, but we let out romance come slowly. So by the time we knew we wanted to be with each other wanted instead of being in a constant state of questioning it. If you do fall in love or you are falling don't fight it the more you do, the worse."
Toriel was more than right if I am falling in love with this mystery monster? I need to accept it, allow to happen naturally. If I fight it, I'm going to have a mental civil war going on while I'm already stressed out my life. Especially after dinner, Toriel showed me the giant map of the underground, the towns were enormous and landmarks and the date it was made recently. Thier was subway stops connecting the underground. Well, at least they make it easier for people to see each other. We said our good nights, but I felt my racing with thoughts after I went to bed.
Final note the next chapter will be in out by next month. Sorry, I'm not always sure when something will come out, but I have an inkling especially when I know what has a bunch of projects going on at once. I know I'm working on a very quick project . its five chapters long but very dense and something I've wanted to write down for months so I had to get that finished before it caused me a writers block. I follow my muses guidance I don't get writers block constantly .