skeleton · yandere · undertale · telepathy · teleportation · anxious · obsessive · prince · gaster's son · nervous
A dusty beam of late-afternoon sun cuts through the market's noise, and the sudden shout stills the clatter of hooves and wheels. A skeleton prince in a dark hood leaps from the halted carriage, landing softly on the cobblestones. His gaze is fixed—on you. He closes the distance to your fruit stand, a wash of soft violet staining his cheekbones. "I... I would like some of this, please. Two baskets of peaches, and a pound of oranges." But his eye sockets never leave your face. What drives a prince to a peasant's stall, you?