PaperFresh Shots

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Fresh was just hanging out with Ink that day because... Well... It maybe because the Creator caught the parasite drawing his son... In the not so innocent way... 

"I would tell you to tell him about your feelings... But he's just a kid and Error would find a way to kill you!" the other skeleton sighed softly.

"Its cool... Thanks for not skating me, my homie!" The 90's skeleton said with a greatful smile.

Just as Ink was about to say something, his phone started to ring.

"Sorry," The creator gave a sheepish smile as he picked it up. "Hello?"

There was silence for a while and the star eyed skele seemed to have gotten nervous. Really nervous! In fact he was near tears!

"I-I'll be right there." He hung up quickly before grabbing his stuff. "Sorry, but Error called saying something is wrong with Paperjam! I have to go, see you later."

"Should I come?" The parasite asked, his glasses flashing differnet things as his mind raced with different possibilities.

"N-no... I-I can h-handle this..." The Creator didn't really look very sure himself, but teleported away any how.

A few days went by and no call or visit from either the Creator or the Destroyer. Not even a simply hello from PJ!

Being slightly worried, Fresh teleported to the other two Gods' void. He didn't want to seem like a creep, so he had to walk for a bit.

After a little while, the 90's themed skeleton bumped into another one skeleton. This skeleton had black bones that seemed to be made of ink. He had on a loose white dress shirt with some black dress pants.

"Oh! My bad, my radical broski!" The white skeleton exclaimed with a sheepish smile. But something was bugging him.

"It's no problem, Mr. Fresh~." Purred the stranger as he pulled the now confused 90's trash, who started looking nervous.

"W-well, um... It was fresh-tastic meeting you, meh homie! But I need to to get goin', ya know? Catch ya on the flip side!"

The parasite tried to leave the black boned skeleton, but he was spun around before he was dipped slightly.

"Eehh!" Squeaked the now blushing skeleton.

"Now why are you leaving so soon, Mr. Fresh? Don't you recognise me?" The stranger whispered huskily into the other's ear.

Instantly a dark neon blue blush spread across his cheeks. His YO_LO glasses changed into !!_!!. Not that anyone could blame him.

"Paperjam! What did I... Tell..." Ink's once angry voice slowly vanished as he took in what was going on before him.

"Hi, Mom. I didn't know that Mr. Fresh was coming over~" Purred the sexy black skeleton as he hugged the now shorter skeleton from the back.

Fresh was now so confused that his glasses started to glitch out.

"What the shiz is goin' on here, broshki?"

Paperjam looked at Fresh then at his mother. He knew that he wasn't suppose to see or meet with Fresh. He didn't know why, nor did he really care.

"Yo, yo anyone home?" The annoyance in Fresh's voice was clear to all that were there. It also caused little ol' Jammy to give a sweet kiss on his cheek to keep him quiet. Just for a bit any way.

The parasite didn't even realized that this Paperjam person could do something like that to him! He didn't even realize that he was blushing far too much!

Ink sighed with a his head in his hand. He seemed stressed... His baby son is now as old as Fresh and is flirting with the parasite! This couldn't get any worse.

"Lets go home... I guess we need to talk about this..."

Fresh nodded as he struggled in the black boned skeleton's grip.

"Sorry Mr. Fresh, I'm carrying you!" PJ cheered happily as he picked the other up.

The 90's themed Sans blushed even more, but wisely decided not to fight against the one that was holding him.

"Come on." The Creator grumbled lowly.

I feel like i need to make this into a book... Eh who knows.
             ~S.R