[closed]

[dontpokethat]

Who: Ginko and Foster
What: Ginko has questions and Foster has somewhat questionable answers. Also talking about the nature of happiness or something
When: early in Heartstone; let's say Day 172? also it's night
Where: Ginko and Foster's room
Warnings: Foster van Denend explaining BDSM

The thing about being friends with Ginko - or even vaguely positive acquaintances - is that the more time you spend around him, the greater the chance of him abruptly broaching potentially-strange questions about whatever happens to be on his mind. In this case, something that's been on his mind for a good while now, but... well, he's had a lot of other stuff to think about.

So now, in a relatively low-stress moment, sitting on his bed and staring at the ceiling for lack of better ideas for things to do, he turns to Foster.

"...What was that that Sans mentioned? A dominatrix?"

Comments

[dontpokethat]

"Because that isn't information that Foster of all people needs!"

[criticallyfucked]

Foster doesn't look especially offended. He just looks back at Ginko, sliding off the bed to land gracelessly on the floor--and out of Ginko's reach.

"What do you think I'm going to do with that information?" he asks, his tone candid.

Don't worry, Ginko. There's no trick to this question. He just wants to know!

[osteothropy]

"Uh. Okay. What's he gunna do with those hot deets?" Sans asks, his voice still a lazy drawl. "Use my lack of underpants to match my lack of penis and butt against me?"

"Don't put your human butt baggage on me, Ginko."

[dontpokethat]

"I don't know what he's going to do, but I don't trust him. And I don't have any human butt baggage!"

He doesn't actually get off the bed, just tries to keep reaching for the radio from there.

[criticallyfucked]

"You're the only one with human butt baggage." Foster is having a much easier time keeping the radio away from Ginko now. "And the only one with underwear."

He cradles the radio between his shoulder and ear, adding, "He wears briefs. Now it's even."