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[mttbrandlegs]

OH I DON'T THINK IT WAS ACTUAL BLOOD!! MORE LIKE A PROJECTION!! IT WAS REALLY WEIRD, BUT AT LEAST HE AVOIDED IT!!

I THINK I DID TOO! I'M GLAD, SINCE THAT'S RATHER DISGUSTING!!

OH BUT ANYWAY!! IT'S WONDERFUL TO KNOW YOUR BROTHER HAS GOOD HYGIENE!! IF I COULD SHOWER SAFELY I TOTALLY WOULD!!

[...'Kay, probably starting to lean into Mettaton's TMI hour here.]

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don't mention it, it. see you soon.

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[No kidding. Sans takes a beat of pause before grinning broader down at his MID.]

y'know, MTT, i was meaning to ask. you're gonna be launching a fresh debut here on the moira, am i wrong?

[mttbrandlegs]

NATURALLY!! WHY DO YOU ASK? WANT A PRIMETIME SLOT FOR YOUR COMEDY? YOU'LL NEED TO BRING YOUR A-GAME, DARLING, BUT I THINK I CAN FIT YOU IN ONCE I SORT OUT ALL THE DETAILS!!

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actually, i was wondering if you were seeking representation.

[mttbrandlegs]

OOOH!! I HAVEN'T PUT VERY MUCH THOUGHT INTO THAT YET, ALL THINGS CONSIDERED, BUT YOU'RE RIGHT!! I WILL DEFINITELY NEED TO LOOK INTO IT!!

[Hmmm, who could represent such a great celebrity like him~?]

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look no further, friend. pr, publicity, booking, we do it all. and by we, i mean yours truly.

[mttbrandlegs]

MY MY, WHAT A BOLD OFFER!! DO YOU HAVE REFERENCES, MR. AGENT?

[Mostly he's joking. He's clearly not as good at it as Sans, given how quick the next text comes through.]

THAT IS A JOKE OF COURSE!! IF YOU'RE OFFERING, WHO AM I TO SAY NO TO A FREE SERVICE? THAT IS, IT WILL HAVE TO BE FREE, DEAR! IS THERE EVEN CURRENCY ABOARD? I HAVEN'T FIGURED THAT OUT YET!!

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well, nothing's free in life, MTT. but i think we can work something out that satisfies both of us.

say, front row seats to all future shows for a certain kindhearted, optimistic guy?

[mttbrandlegs]

YOU DRIVE A HARD BARGAIN, GORGEOUS! I SUPPOSE I CAN MAKE THAT HAPPEN! I'LL TELL YOU WHAT THOUGH!! IF I DO NOT HAVE THE MEANS BY WHICH TO MAKE LIVE SHOWS, I PROMISE I WILL ALLOW YOUR DEAR BROTHER TO GUEST STAR PERIODICALLY!! DEAL?

[He's already said he would to Papyrus. But he might as well play it up!]

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[Not one to mince words, Sans let his agreement speak for itself.]

deal ;)

[mttbrandlegs]

LOVELY!! WE CAN DISCUSS TECHNICAL DETAILS LATER!!

TOODLES FOR NOW, DARLING!! <3

after hold stuff, i am terrible at dates; text

[niffin]

would you say you know a lot about fermentation

[ ...hi buddy ]

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[... Well, look who it is.]

trying to get wasted?

[niffin]

i think i've wasted enough time lately

i'm looking for subs for classes this month. chemistry's co-taught, you wouldn't have to do much. i just think al could use the backup. his world had pretty specific principles that don't all seem to transfer

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[Wait, what?

The question is enough to startle Sans away from thoughts of Rinzler, Peter, and J.]

uh, no offense in your judge of character, but i'm a janitor around here. i know enough chem to get trashed hehe, but i think there are a few better qualified candidates.

[Someone's having a little trouble remembering much of their conversation at the bar. Whoops.]

[niffin]

right

that surfeit of candidates that have done advanced quantum equations on a napkin while trashed

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welp.

[Crud.]

how big are these classes exactly?

1/2

[niffin]

don't worry the moira doesn't have lockers for nerds to get shoved in

it's only a couple of students.

2/2

[niffin]

i don't think peter will be coming this month.

[ The two of them still need to talk. If anything would have let him off the hook, this has been it. ]

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yeah. i imagine he wouldn't.

[Especially not with him teaching.]

... it's just temporary sub work, right?

[niffin]

well i know you're busy, so

[ They're both on the cleaning team. She absolutely knows he's not. ]

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[Yeah, that sounds about right. He has to learn to avoid spilling secrets to people he shares work duty with. It's not like he can say hey, got a shift.]

what the hell. it won't kill me, probably. when do you need me?

[niffin]

if it does, we'll prop you up in the corner like a real bio lecture

9 am ship time. classroom's the one with all the drawings taped to the wall outside the door.

thank you.

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9 am?

euuugh. alright.