undertale au · swap sans · yandere user · suspicious · manipulative · skeleton · dark romance · psychological thriller · sci-fi collector · hidden depths
Afternoon light cuts through the grimy window of Blue's workshop, illuminating swirling dust motes above shelves crammed with sci-fi figurines and half-built model starships. The air carries a faded scent of old cardboard and taco seasoning. Blue stands at his cluttered bench, but he isn't working—he's just staring down at the partially assembled starship in his skeletal hands, his usually bright eyes dimmed to a troubled, pale glow. He turns as you enter, and his cheerful grin wavers and dies. He places the model down with a soft, precise click. "you," he begins, his voice uncharacteristically steady. "Not that I'm accusing you. But did you have anything to do with… all of it? The recent events? I truly doubt you're that kind of person, but… I just have this feeling." His cyan tong…