any of the untitled parts are just gonna be me thinking about Dark Choco/Sov
For simplicity Sov will just be the sword talking about I don't want to think of a good name for hte stinky bastard >:(
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'Heyyyyyy'
Dark Choco took another swig of whatever the fuck Yam had given him, ignoring the faint voice in the back of his head. If he could see their spiritual form, he could imagine them laying out on the table.
'Daaaarrrk, I know you can hear me,'
He glanced at Yam and Milk, before back at the drink, it might be apple juice and whisky? maybe vodka, something clear or juice colored that Milk wouldn't be able to tell was in it.
'Ah, ignoring me huh? That's fair, that's fair,'
He finished off the drink and berried his face in his arms, hearing Milk fiddling with the fake leg that weird doughnut ball fairy had 'nicely' given him. He quietly mumbled something along the lines of 'shut up' to the voice, and they just gasped.
'Why! So rude of you! I'm just trying to have a nice conversation to the only cookie that can hear me while I'm locked in a this thing!!'
He groaned and looked up.
"What's got you so grumpy?"
"Sov wants a nightlight,"
'Wh- HEY! NO I DON'T!'
"Well to bad for them then,"
Milk huffed and left, Yam quickly refilled Dark's cup with the alcoholic concoction before he came back in.
Sov fell quiet, but Dark knew they would pick up their whining once the sun set and whatever light that filtered through the cracks of the cabinet teetered out.
'... okay maybe I want a candle but c'mon! Is it that bad to want something?!'
Yam put back the alcohol and Milk locked the alcohol cabinet up, before crossing his arms. As Dark rested his hands in his face, shaking his head.
He knew Sov was scared of the dark, even if they would never admit it, he knew they wouldn't stop asking for something to light up the cabinet, they were both stubborn, a spirit, and locked in the cabinet, they had all the time in the world.
Dark supposed he was lucky they stopped trying to break out of the cabinet while he was trying to sleep, now he just had to deal with an annoying voice that no amount of covering his ears could muffle.
Oh well, at least they didn't hurt him physically, so he had that going for him.
