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Undyne?

[Hello to you, too. Only that's... not the kind of greeting they'd expect from her. In fact, the last time Undyne did awkward, she was temporarily setting aside her bloodlust to brew Frisk a pot of tea. Very temporarily.]

[Oh dear.]

You're here?

Uh.

Yeah.

And like.

I thought you were dead.

I mean, nobody told me you weren't dead.

Maybe you should tell people you're not dead.

Me too.

[...]

Sorry. I didn't mean to worry anyone.

['Very.']

[Were Frisk any less naturally inclined to stoicism, that single word would have sent them flinching. Not because Colin is cruel, but because he doesn't sugarcoat the truth. They're thankful for that. It confirms what... they'd already figured out. What they already knew.]

[What's impossible to ignore, really, when you awaken folded into trembling smell of faux and bones instead of golden flowers; when your SOUL finds the magnetic gravity well of itself and the termination of all else; when a mother of magic yet again has no body to bury, stolen by dust, by a king in the mountain, by a queen in the shadows. When you look into the face of someone who once told you don't kill, and don't be killed, and know that you have disappointing news for him either way.]

[Frisk died.]
[That's fine.]

[--it's fine.]

[Except when they can't RESET.]

['All because you MADE them love you.']

[...]

Okay.

[There's something in Frisk's tone like they want to say more, talk about the details now rather than later, but they're not dumb. They know that they should appreciate their family still standing here just as much as their family appreciates them being back.]

[In a lot of ways... they're really, really proud.]

[In some others, they're afraid. Because they started their confession to Sans in a frozen pocket of time, once long ago, when the only weapon they feared was the little gardening dagger at their side. As it turns out - they're not done yet.]

Colin... I didn't mean to hurt them.

You didn't do anything wrong. People worry because they care.

Yes

[Frisk is nothing if not honest. Well, when not perpetuating cover stories made by certain skeletons, anyway. They're still eager to see Papyrus again, though, so they put the brakes on their teasing to start up another message.]

I'm ready to bask now.

[Oh... well, this is awkward. Considering Frisk sort of was dead, in a manner of speaking. It's kind of relieving to see that it apparently wasn't common knowledge, though - maybe Sans did a better job of covering than they thought. Still. There's an uncomfortable stretch of radio silence before Frisk responds again.]

I'm not dead.

[#nailed it]

Frisky?

[He may not sugarcoat the truth, but neither will he accept someone taking on what they shouldn't.]

I know you didn't. Whatever you believe... Any pain you caused was minimal, compared to what they did to themselves.

Everyone makes their choices. Everyone touches everyone else, with or without the presence of another, no matter how special they may be.

Chara needs to see you. Sans needs to see you. Undyne needs to see you. And Toriel really needs to see you. Each of them has a lot to talk about.

Whether they will is up to them, but all of them made choices in your absence, and those choices are important.

[He smiles, hoping to reassure Frisk.]

I'll be here whenever you're ready for the big talk. Till then, you've got choices of you own to make. And no matter what you choose, they'll be the right ones, unless you know in your soul they're wrong.

Edited 2016-07-06 00:10 (UTC)

UGH!!

I WILL! COME AND FIND YOU! PLEASE STAY EXACTLY WHERE YOU ARE!

DON'T MOVE

A MUSCLE

[ more NYEH HEH HEH HEH!!!s reverberate through the castle. What a funny skeleton. ]

Edited (multiple nyeh heh heh...s.) 2016-07-06 00:29 (UTC)

Thank you.

Don't worry anymore, though. I'm as good as new.

Good. I'm sure a lot of people will be glad to see you up and about.

[Norma... your typos.]

[Frisk can't tell if she's just really bad at using the keyboard, or if she sent it so quickly that she just didn't care about mistakes. Either way, the urgency in her text is palpable, so they make their response just as fast.]

ok

i'm in a different room now

floor 1 room 9

Uh

Good.

Sooooooooooooooooooooooo

Have you seen Papyrus?

I bet he's excited.

[LET US JUST SKIM OVER THE FACT THAT UNDYNE AND SANS ARE NOT ON SPEAKING TERMS, SHALL WE?]

im glad you're ok! and wow where do i start?

my friend lapis lazuli is here now! and there was a lot of castle exploring last month! i ended up getting my powers traded with someone else and it was crazy. ozuma put together a HUGE festival a while ago too! i would have asked you to be part of my band for it. maybe we can jam together next time there's a big party?

i ended up going home for a little while but i got to come back fast.

ohhhhhhhh and i dont know if you got to meet staryuniverse yet. its my pokemon and its pretty great!

[ Steven bringin' in the most important news. ]

[Just about the best sound there is, if you were to ask Frisk. Obediently, they slide their phone into their pocket and wait in place, remaining as still as a statue - something they're quite good at, actually. They don't even consider texting him their location. He is, after all, very great.]

[Besides, a guy sequentially dials every phone number until he gets to yours, he probably won't have too much trouble finding a room.]

[Should Papyrus make it to their door, he'll find it slightly ajar, removing the need to knock before entering. Frisk is inside, stretched across the middle level of a three-level bunk bed with their arms hanging lazily over the edge. As soon as they see him, they'll lift one arm up to give a little wave.]

[Whoops, they moved a muscle. Good thing Papyrus isn't using his special attack.]

They are. [But enough about that.] Have things been okay here?

He said he'd come find me.

[Somewhere on this side of the phone, Frisk listens long and hard for another set of NYEH HEH HEHs reverberating through the stone walls.]

I think he's close.

Want me to say hi?

[Funnily enough - it's the nickname, in all its gentle emphasis and demand for their attention, that keeps Frisk quiet.]

[Because it doesn't make sense to them at first; how could their loved ones inflict more pain on themselves than what Frisk did to them? Frisk got sick. Frisk decided to keep it to themself, rather than call Sans or Toriel or anyone else, until it was nearly too late. Frisk made Sans lead them on to that hallway of shadows, where he very well could have been the one to perish, to scatter into a swath of dust before even reaching the portal. Frisk...]

[wishes they could all forget it ever happened.]

[But they stay silent, even if they can't quite understand what Colin is trying to get at yet. All they know is that he's right about one thing. Chara, Sans, Undyne, Toriel... Asriel.]

[They're not sure how to fix this. They're not even sure if it's still broken, really. Part of them keeps thinking it never should have been in the first place.]

[That might be why Colin's offer of the big talk is somehow a relief. They trust Colin; they're sure he must have been keeping an eye on their friends and family in their absence. If only they could have his same confidence in their ability to make the right choices - their track record, after all, has more than its share of marks.]

[But they know where they can start.]

This was wrong.

[Spoken like a self-reminder - reminding themself that dying is, in fact, a terrible thing.]

... I'll be more careful now.

[Wow, that IS a lot. Thank goodness for the convenience of texting, or else they might have gotten lost somewhere between the festival and Staryuniverse.]

Sounds like fun. [Man, being dead for all that... they really missed out.] Can Lapis Lazuli and Staryuniverse jam with us too?

[Frisk you don't even play an instrument]

I can't disagree with the former statement. You did make a couple of mistakes.

The latter? Well, I can help there. I've been teaching Chara how to fight. Kid seems to hate me, part of the fallout of all this. But they want to learn how to fight.

I'm willing to teach you as well, if you think you need to learn.

[A beat.]

Also.. they had to fight you. Just... so you're forewarned.

yeah totally! wow i bet you and lapis will get along! shes been through a lot of stuff lately, but i know shes a great person.

[ And she hasn't had chances to make friends apart from Steven for a seriously long time. It's a shame. Lapis deserves to have all kinds of friends who all have her back! Maybe being in the castle can be the first step. ]

just be ready for someone reaaaaaally different from peridot.

Edited (html y u fail me) 2016-07-07 08:36 (UTC)

For most of us. There was a festival the other month. And we cleared out more of the castle. Chara's had it a little rough though.

Tell him there is spaghetti in the kitchen.

It has not been cooked yet.

And that this is a travesty.

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