#i interrupt this potential barfight for awkward fluff that happened earlier probably

[spaghettiappletater]

Pancake was really laughing over the situation. Horror was dangerous, sure, but this sneaky mother fucker had asked for a smooch and now he was gonna get one. He wrapped an arm around Ham's shoulders, grinning. "* you're gross and have a horrible sense of humor that borders on problematic." He drags the other over, pressing his teeth against Horror's nasty cheek. "* you're also a gross boy and my friend." A gentle squeeze. "* nasty boy."

     The taller monster bent down and looped an arm under Pancake’s opposite shoulder for a gentle, almost cautious squeeze around the wide boi’s middle. He had a great capacity for danger, sure, but there were always warning signs and the other monster had already started learning to recognize them. There was nothing to worry about.

* eh heh. a gross boy and friend.

     He smiled openly then went back in to press his teeth to his friend’s forehead with a raspy snicker.

* thanks pal. i can’t promise i’ll never do some dumbass shit but i’m gonna try for ya. i l-... guh. well. you know what i was gonna say. unconditional, no strings or expectations. you really are made ‘a best friend material.