Badboyhalo hummed as he trotted around his house, looking around for Skeppy as he peeked into rooms and tilted his head. "Skeeeeppy!" He called out, looking around and quietly trotting over to their room as he opened the door. He looked down at the bed before moving close and sitting on the bed, rubbing his back and quietly sighing. "Skeppy? What's going on, are you hurt?" He asked softly as he stroked his cheek gently, kissing his cheek and gently rubbing his shoulder. "Talk to me, I'm here." He spoke gently, looking down at him quietly.
Skeppy quietly watched as Bad entered the room and sat down next to him, sticking out his tongue a little more than he already had been as he softly grabbed at the material of the blanket below his fingers. He tilted his head curiously for a moment as if he were comprehending what he was asked of and told, having let out a light giggle to the kiss to his cheek. Skeppy's child self wasn't as talkative as he was as an adult, hence why he didn't offer a verbal response. He wasn't wearing the box head he always did, nor was he wearing his crown; both were sat within arms reach near the bed, though; which was highly unusual for him to do unless he absolutely [i needed] either of the two off his head, like taking a shower for example. He was, however, wearing his cyan hoodie sloppily backwards, having squirmed to put it on moments prior to Bad entering the room.
Bad looked down at him at the giggle, smiling and pulling him into his lap as he hummed lightly. "Your hoodie's backwards, Skeppy." He chuckled gently, starting to try and help him to fix his hoodie. He suspected what was going on, so he gently hummed as he nuzzled his cheek. "You're adorable, honey. Is there anything you need?" He asked curiously, rubbing at Skeppy's head while petting his fluffy hair. The demon seemed quite happy to take care of them, though, since he knew it usually meant Skeppy was stressed. Very stressed, since he didn't usually let Bad see it when he did regress. He felt kind of honored when Skeppy did let him see him like this, it definitely made Bad feel trusted.
Skeppy blinked a few times, pulling his tongue back into his mouth as he leaned into the touch he received, a small yet happy smile on his face while he let out another giggle. He had lately been stressed enough to the point of refusing physical touch in some aspects, but he seemed more than happy to receive it now, becoming a blubbering and chipper childish mess while being pet on the head. Having been tugged into Bad's lap, Skeppy grabbed at his sleeves, giving them a few gentle tugs to gain his entire attention. Even when agereg, it was something he consistently did when he didn't feel like literally shouting and whining for the other's attention. It took a second, but eventually he did say what he needed, having paused to try and find the right words to use. "Hungry, wants food... Can I has sammie?" The diamond golem questioned quietly with a newfound limited vocabulary and word bank, sticking his tongue out again in a 'mlep' fashion.
"Sammie?" He asked as if to confirm what Skeppy wanted, then picked him up and put him on his back before trotting out of the restaurant, humming to himself as he smiled gently. "Alright then, let's go ahead and get you some food." He set him down on a chair next to the table, humming to himself as he smiled lightly and began to cook what he was pretty sure was "sammie". He was humming in order to keep Skeppy placated, smiling to himself and flipping it onto it's other side in order to cook it thoroughly. He cut it up on a cutting board in order to make it small pieces, looking back at Skeppy as he smiled at him. "Here you go." He hummed lightly, sitting across from Skeppy and laying his head down on his arms while letting his tail swish softly.
"Sammie! T'ank yew!" Skeppy grinned cheekily at the food he was cooked, more than happy to ferociously gobble up the small pieces that were cut for him. It didn't take him very long to devour every piece on his plate; it seemed like some things stayed the same no matter what mentality he was in; and when he was finished, he mimicked Bad and laid his own head in his arms, kicking his feet around underneath him loosely without much care. Skeppy's eyes followed Bad's tail, the motion drawing his attention, curiously watching it swish around while he was about as mesmerized watching it as a baby was when watching a sensory video.
He noticed Skeppy's interest in his tail, forming a heart with it as he smiled down at him. "You like my tail, little one?" He asked with a gentle hum, knowing that Skeppy sometimes liked to twirl little red and blue ribbons around his tail. It was amusing to the demon when he did that, and he hummed lightly as he tilted his head at him. He gently hummed as he stood up, moving to rub at Skeppy's head as he smiled gently. "Are you feeling better now, Geppy?" He asked softly, nuzzling him and giggling gently. "I love you."
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