Jevil just remembered being flung against the bars when Seam was trying to capture him. It had knocked a tooth or two out, much to his displeasure in the moment.

There was now a gap between the two now-smaller-than-the-other-teeth. While his sharp fangs already made it hard enough to speak quickly, now he had a lisp to go with it. Fantastic.

So when Seam slowly made his way down the stairs to release Jevil by the new king's order's, he wasn't expecting the earful he got the moment he and Jevil made eye contact.

"FUCK YOU! COME HERE AND LET ME HUG YOU, THEAM! THEAM! GET YOUR FHURRY ATH OVER HERE THO I CAN HUG YOU!"

"....wh...what....?" Seam looked positively floored at Jevil's first words after so long.

"YOU FUCKED UP MY TEETH!" Jevil screeched. Finally, he could at least make Seam feel a little guilty. Pent-up anger and frustration spilled out. He never even had a warning before Seam kidnapped him in the first place! Just up and thrown into his lonely freedom! But not without a confused, angry fight!

He pointed at the exact few prison bars he'd been thrown against. Seam's ears lowered flat against his head and he cringed.

"Ah....apologies..." he said slowly, sheepishly. He unlocked Jevil's cage hesitantly, taking a step back as he tensed himself

Jevil, as expected, kicked Seam as hard in the shins as his little body could. Which wasn't much. And then he hugged him tight, gluing himself to him and not letting go.

"I-I-" Seam slowly wrapped his arms around Jevil before picking him up easily. Jevil flashed him a toothy grin. Yup, his two top front teeth were smaller than the rest and there was a noticeable gap. Probably caused by Jevil sticking his long tongue through the gap when they were growing back in. Imp logic, yet typical and expected of Jevil.

"....apologies, friend." Seam moved to set Jevil down, but he was stuck to his arm. "...you can walk on your own, can't you....?" not that he minded Jevil's clinginess, honestly.

"Too thoft! Thhhoft. Futhhy." Jevil looked offended with himself and pat the thick, warm fur on Seam's paws. Ah, soft. Fuzzy. Warm. Physical contact. Yeah, it seemed like he needed all of those things right now.

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Hehe, first little drabble! I love these two. I don't even know if this is how a lisp works, but oh well. Imp logic. Seam is fluffy boy #2 and Jevil is the angry clown man come to take Sans' place as the Poor Soul Thrown to the Sinners(tm) in the fandom. Still trying to nail Jevil's speech, lisp or not, though. He screams a lot so far.