Retconned: Chapter Three
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Undertale, Goth @Nekophy, Palette: @angexci . Error/Geno/fresh
@loverofpiggies Reaper:@renrink Retconned Goth… well i own this
version. Underswap!Sans by Popcornp1nce. Dream by @jokublog
Cross!Sans and Cross!Chara by @jakei95
The first time Blueberry met Goth, he thought Error had kidnapped a new victim. The small eternal child had thought it was hilarious when Blue had grabbed him and tried to escape.
Goth would admit his humour was a bit twisted after living with Error.
“Wow, if you hadn’t shown me your house i would have never have found it in my wondering,” Blueberry said as he wondered the small cozy house smack dab in the anti-void.
Of course Blueberry’s stomach rumbled as this time he’d been kidnapped just before lunch.
“The kitchens this way,” Goth grinned.
Of course the always energetic Blueberry Sans, quickly noticed certain missing supplies.
“Where’s you taco supplies?” he asked.
“Ah… I haven’t learned to make those yet, but I might have the things needed in the basement food storage,” Goth said thoughtful.
‘No taco supplies… sacrilege’ Blueberry thought.
“Wait… how does a house in the anti-void have a basement?” he asked, after all how would one dig through nothing to build it and not see it from the outside.
“Why wouldn’t it?” Goth asked totally innocently.
Goth only caused the kitchen to burn once.
Then Cross appeared and stole all the tacos.
“Blue.. are you in?” a voice asked, the small Sans blinked as he recognized the voice.
“Come on in Dream, I was only about to make dinner,” Blues called, moments later Dream entered the kitchen a small frown on his face.
“Um… I have some questions about Error, we all had an interesting confrontation with him,” Dream said.
“Error huh, been three months since the last kidnapping… have a few more till the next one, Blues said frowning, sighing he turned off the stove knowing this might take awhile.
“Wait… you have kidnapping scheduled?” Dream said wide eyed at him.
“Only for the last five years, easier for no one to be killed and to see Gothy,” Blues said cheerfully.
“Would… Gothy… be a small skeleton kid that looks a lot like Geno and Reaper with a scythe and can travel in the anti-void?” Dream asked.
“Yeah, didn’t you know. Goth’s been living in the anti-void for years. Error’s really protective about him, since leaving the anti-void too long will kill him,” Blues said, really Goth was such a sweet shy kid… he just wished Goth could chance leaving the void often.
“Die?” Dream said surprised.
Blues looked down at the floor for a moment, he didn’t know what had happened to Goth to make him end up pretty much trapped there to survive… and from the look on Error’s face that day when he started to ask.. he had decided h didn’t want to know.
“Its, not for me to say. Ask Goth,” Blue said, then turned on the stove and proceeded to ignore his friend… sometimes it was best to have some secrets.
A slightly tired Goth yawned and rapped a wondering hand away from his dinner, he glared at Cross who was pouting at the taco’s.
“Come on Cross, go make your own food… this is why I can never make Taco’s anymore,” Goth said glaring, his form shifted to fell his self more prone to violence.
“Aw come on… just one, i even got a gift for you,” Cross bribed.
-Hey! I picked them out- the every ghostly Cross!Chara protested, Goth suppressed a shiver wishing once again he hadn’t gained the ability to see the other part of Cross. Chara of course thought it sweet, after all ne had someone else other then Cross to tease.
“Gifts,” Goth said form shifting to Canon Goths form, he absently pushed two Taco’s to the other skeleton and happily received a wrapped box.
“Ohhhh!” Goth said opening it, new clothing that didn’t match anything any of his selves had ever worn.
“Be right back!” Goth said and raced to his room to try it on.
Cross grabbed the rest of the Taco’s happily.
Goth liked the clothing even if how every different they looked from what he always wore, but eh supposed that something different was the point. His scarf was still around his neck but tucked under a white hood shawl combo with a golden orb/disk dangling down the front.
His shirt underneath was a very very light grey that tucked into large fingerless gloved with red ribbons around part of it and handing off them. Pants were white and tucked into white boots with yellow-gold edged tops and a small gold disk on the front of them.
‘Could use more Black’ Goth thought, after all he’d been wearing black since his uncle dressed him that day.
The clothing felt weird against his bones, and if it wasn’t for the red and gold bits he could probably almost blend into the antivoid.
“Whats this..” he said spotting something under where the clothing had been gold in colour… and glowing?
Quickly he grabbed it up and stared, it was a lantern and in its centre glowing was a save point.
How the heck did Cross get a save point?