Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28754773-20181201061518/@comment-28856385-20181210083958

"Uh-" Delilah sustained before Michael's head jolts up as Michael stares at Asgore straight in the eyes.

"I-I'm fine!!!" He said, scaring himself by how loud he was. He covered his mouth, eyes widened and his pupils dilating with fear. "Uh- I- ..." Michael began to stutter, pale. What's his deal? "Aha.. hahaha!" Michael laughs. "Man, I must've... I should've drunk some coffee this morning, hehe, woo..." Michael said, wiping his forehead. "Did I just become a one-man show for a second there? I-..." Michael looked at the floor, feeling moisture in his eyes collecting. "I didn't mean to..." He said with the ellipses again. He takes a deep breath and looks back at Asgore.

"A-Asgore... I didn't mean to be like that right in front of you. You're just-" he pauses trying to think of a lie. "-really... tall," he finishes. He's not wrong. --- Toriel smiles at Khira before he carefully steps in.

"As you can see, I have brought a pie... It's butterscotch-cinnamon! Where can I place it?" She asks.