What have I come to as a human being, to be shipping gay skeletons that don't even exist?

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Rurik and Palette glared at each other, growling lowly. Goth tried his hardest to break the two apart, but they were far superior in strength. Cupcake stood off to the side, blowing a bubble with his gum and texting his dad. Rurik grabbed the collar of Palette's shirt roughly.

"He's mine. Back up, rainbow puke." Rurik snarled, baring his teeth angrily. Palette scoffed, pulling his wrist and making him let go of his shirt.

"He's not an object of possession." Palette snapped, his grip on Rurik's wrist tightening with exhaled word. Rurik hissed and snatched his wrist from him, rubbing it. Goth sighed, a defeated look coming across his face. He didn't wanna have to choose, but he knew they weren't gonna let the other one 'have' him. Cupcake groaned in annoyance.

"Ugh, stupid dad and not having a filter for his texts." He grumbled, hiding his face in his scarf. Goth looked at him, slightly annoyed at how he was no help with his Palette. Cupcake caught his slightly angry glare and shook his head, shrugging. He had no idea how to stop Rurik. Goth sighed, Cupcake walking back over and watching the two bicker.

"He's my pet, asshole!" Rurik said, bonking their skills with a darkened face.

"He's. Not. An. Animal." Palette said through gritted teeth, his face darkening as he pushed back.

Cupcake looked at a tired Goth, a pissed off Palette, and an even more pissed Rurik. An idea came to mind. He turned to Goth and whispered in his ear. Goth looked at him, and despite how risky the plan was, he nodded. He was desperate to get the two to stop fighting. Cupcake smiled evilly and put the plan into action.

By slapping Goth's ass.

Goth squeaked, rubbing his slightly sore behind. Cupcake whistled as though he'd done nothing when Rurik and Palette turned towards the two in alarm. Rurik stepped forward, only to be stopped by Palette. The two walked side by side to Goth, each asking if he was ok. While they fawned over Goth, Cupcake slipped a at for part two. The fun part. Neither noticed he was gone.

Cupcake walked through town, eventually coming up on the ice cream parlor he'd asked his dad to meet him at. It was dark and deathly, meaning his father was already there. He walked in just in time to see the man behind the counter dust and disappear. Death stood, calm and collected with a rocky road ice cr am in one hand and a dollar bill in the other. He blinked, before turning to his son and smiling sheepishly.

"Uh, oops?" His smooth voice chuckled. Cupcake laughed slightly, waking up to his dad and sliding behind the counter. He got himself a mint chocolate chip. Death smiled softly." Your mother's favorite."

"Yeah, I know." Cupcake smiled fondly, remembering the first time he's seen his mom eat it. He looked so happy, he could burst. It was also the first time he'd ever seen his dad genuinely smile. But that's a story for another time.x" I assume you know what's going on with Palette, Goth, and Rurik?"

"It's hard not to. They're the talk of the multiverse." He said, eating some of his ice cream. As they ate, Cupcake explained the plan, and what he needed him to do. Death nodded, grinning like an idiot by the end. They walked out without paying, the man's dead, who the fuck is gonna take the money, and down the street, scaring off any onlookers with there suffocating aura.

They reached the place where the two dumbasses were still fighting. Goth breathed a sigh of relief once he saw Cupcake and the fell version of his dad.

"I'm not just gonna... Cupcake? Who's that?" Rurik asked, a little fer washing over his face. Palette turned around and a terrified expression crawled it's way into his face. Cupcake put a thumb to his dad.

"Who, him?" He questioned nonchantly. Goth smiled at him, waving. He waved back. Rurik nodded.

"Ah, hello, I'm Reaper, the god of Death." He introduced himself, bowing dramatically. He put a hand on Cupcake's shoulder." His father."

"Wait..." Both Palette's stopped, and looked at Goth." Does that mean..."

"Yep."  

The End