Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28873420-20160813141257/@comment-28872479-20160814082009

hfff let me do it again but itll be terrible this time not bad

Papyrus I sat on the wooden, mahogany-brown chair in the kitchen, warm pancakes and maple syrup in front of me. I clutched the syrup, not caring for the pancakes, and longingly gazed out the window. I loved outside. If it was my decision, I'd be outside all the time. Except when I'm sleeping. I'd rather sleep in a bed. I stared more, at the soft green trees, the elegantly placed flowers, and the golden sun shining down on the whole garden. I smiled, before remembering I had left a large platter of pancakes by the sink. I finally broke my gaze with the window, getting up and reaching for the pancakes. I placed the silver plate in the middle of the carved wooden table, carefully adjusting it until it was exactly in the center. They were perfect at the moment. Warm, but not too hot to eat. I knew, however, they would be cold by the time everyone came down. I sighed as I realised I had made them too early. "T.. THEY'RE STILL GOING TO LOVE THEM. AFTER ALL, I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, DID MAKE THEM." I softly mumbled, but inside my mind I was worried that they would think I just got them out the freezer. I shook my head, and resumed my place at the table, staring out at the garden once again.

sorry that its kind of short, i cant roleplay well ;;