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new year new journal (same old cover 💙)
#it feels so nice to swap out for a fresh book ooh#journaling#stationery#twsbi eco#the book is a#maruman septcouleur#fountain pen posting#autismposting
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Ten people I’d like to know better
Ooh it's been a while since I last did one of these. Tag from @vainoharhakuvitelma, thank uu 🌸
Last song: Gasoline by Måneskin
Favourite colour: Petrol blue, honey yellow, warm brown
Last book I finished: Annihilation by Jeff Vandermeer. Its film version is one of my favourite films and a few people have recommended the book series to me but, hmm, I couldn't quite get into the writing style. Still stuck on the second book. The film is in a more conventional story form but I connected to it more somehow and felt like it picked and polished just the right elements from the original story to focus on.
Last movie: During New Years' we had friends over and picked some mediocre body swap film from Netflix to talk over and It's What Inside served that purpose quite well.
Last tv show: We're finally watching Hannibal; it's been sitting on my hard drive for ages now. I did watch the four first episodes back when it first aired and the hype was still fresh, but somehow just never finished it. It's funny watching it a decade later now cause there's something so distinctly 2010s in it that I can't quite put my finger on. Maybe how it's so genuine in its dark theatricality and edginess, doesn't shy away from it nor does it ridicule its own genre.
Sweet/spicy/savoury: Sweet 🍪
Last thing I searched for online: “pirkka tumma leivontasuklaa” to check if this brand of baking chocolate has milk in it :P gonna make cookies ✨️✨️
Current obsession: Obsession is a strong word but I did just stay over at a friend's house playing Kingdom Hearts (Re:Chain of Memories if you'd like to know) for like.. the better part of two days. Another thing that's been on my mind a lot lately are various tricks I want to try on Illustrator. I'd like to get better at vector graphics.
Something I’m looking forward to: Overall I feel like this year has had a good start (personally, ignoring the politics both in Finland and around the world) so I'm looking forward to keeping it that way - planning nice little get togethers and outings and filling my free days with stuff that I actually want in my life. =v= Nothing special, just nice little everyday things.
Tagging @nyyhkis @beastwife @softabomination @homohaamu @dutinaattori @zombieheroine @rabbitmagic @onsvaltti @hymykuoppaista @ruusupuu, no pressure tho 🌻🖤
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Ooh for your celebration remmy with a cranky reader whose periods are kicking her ass?
tada! hope u like it thanks for requesting <333333
"Please don't touch me," you moan, feeling a little crazy as Remus grasps your hip, meaning to knead the flesh there comfortingly. He puts his hands up and mocks a surrender, moving away from you. "I'm sorry," you say then, feeling terrible.
"That's alright, doll. You want a bath?"
You shake your head. You want to say, why in god's name would I want a bath? I can barely move.
He looks like he can read minds as his mouth comes up in a smug smile. "I'll carry you," he offers.
"I don't want a bath," you say. You know you're being more flippant than he deserves. You can't help it. The pain is constant, an unrelenting cramp that makes your legs ache. Your whole body is tense and clammy and you look awful for it.
"A sponge bath?" he asks, raising his eyebrows.
You bury your head in your pillow and sigh. You know he's only trying to cheer you up. Any other day you'd be so grateful for his compassion you'd be crying and fawning over how lucky you were to have him, but the pain made everything else unmanageable.
Remus knew this and didn't take any of it personally.
"If you need anything I'll be just down the hall," he says. You feel the mattress shift as he stands and a shoot of panic hits you in the chest.
"No," you protest into your pillow.
"What did you say?" he asks.
You lift your head and look at him through squinting eyes, feeling mildly pathetic as you ask him, "Will you stay? Please?"
He smiles big. "I'll do whatever you want me to."
He settles back down on his side of the bed and you put your head back down. He doesn't touch you and you don't want him to, though you turn in your screwed up position to be facing him. He reads his latest novel he kept on the bedside table in an amicable silence, only sneaking a hand into your hair when the cramps have you whimpering in agony. You don't mind them so much then, his touch a tether.
"I told you not to touch me," you say bitterly when the pain abates enough to talk.
"Sorry, baby," he says, sounding genuinely apologetic. His book falls into his lap as he smooths the edge of your hairline, the lines in your forehead. It feels nice. You frown, hating yourself and hating your period and wanting to hate Remus, but finding yourself unable.
"Sorry for being cranky," you murmur unhappily.
"I don't care," he says without pause. "Be as cranky as you like. I know it's awful," he says.
"You don't know," you say, words a snap if you'd had the energy.
"You're right," he says in amusement at your behaviour.
You move your head away from his grip and grumble. "Idiot," you say.
He huffs a laugh through his nose that infuriates you. You cover your head with your sweaty pillow pressed tightly over your face and sleep on and off, waking up only when he swaps your now cold hot-water bottle for a fresh one wrapped in two tea towels. He tries to get you to take more painkillers and you glare at him.
You convince him to cuddle you when you're feeling alright and then squirm out of his arms angrily half an hour later when your skin feels like it's burning.
You apologise when the cramps fizzle into a more manageable pain the next day and he won't hear it.
"I don't expect you to be all sunshine and daisies when you're in pain. Do you care when I'm mean, before…?" the full moon, he doesn���t say.
On the contrary, you kind of like when he's mean. You tell him so.
"I guess we have that in common," he says, smiling good-naturedly. Idiot.
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America’s Sass
Chapter 3
The trivia assistant came to our table and passed out the papers and pencils. Chris snatched ours and looked at me excitedly. “What’s our name?”
“Uhhh.” Was all I could get out. I stared at him blankly.
“America’s ass!” Mike yelled from across the table, but drunk me heard “America’s Sass” which made perfect sense.
“He is very sassy,” I said wiggling my eyebrows at him.
“Hey, hey, hey! I’m the sassy one?! I’ve gotten a lotta lip from you today little lady.” He said wagging his finger at me.
“See? Sassy.” I said looking at his friends.
“Hmm.” He looked me over for a minute. “Maaaybe you’re right, but just so you know, I’m not alone in sassy town.”
“But you are the mayor.” I winked at him as he gasped and put a hand to his chest in mock shock.
He scribbled America’s Sass in the top corner of the paper, put the pencil down and finished the beer sitting in front of him. He motioned to the bartender to bring another round.
By now I had lost count of how many drinks I’d had, but I was feeling very relaxed. “Listen, you get too many drinks in me and I’ll be useless as far as trivia goes.” I told him, but he didn’t believe me. He scrunched his face up and made a pssh sound.
“Are you sure it’s not the opposite?” He teased as he nudged me with his shoulder.
The server arrived and placed our drinks on the table just as the trivia host started the game. Chris turned his hat backward in what I assume was an attempt to look serious, but it just looked adorable. “Alright! Everybody ready? Got your team names on the top of your paper? Alright. Here we go. Question number one. What kind of person shall not be honored on a US postal stamp, according to the US postal service and the Citizen’s Stamp Advisory Committee?”
Chris and I turned to each other and in unison whispered “a living person.” Chris made a fist and hissed “Yessss. Mmm! I knew it!” He quickly wrote the answer down then put his arm around my shoulder and squeezed me.
“Question two! In what city is Jim Morrison buried?”
I turned and whispered “Paris” in his ear. I’m pretty sure I saw his ear twitch, and then we were face to face, mere inches apart. My heart jumped into my throat. His must have too because I saw him swallow hard. His eyes darted to my lips.
“You need some water over there?” Joey asked. I turned away from Chris, my face crimson I’m sure.
He was still looking at me when he answered “nope, we’re good.” He finally turned away from me but turned his gaze to Mike as he picked up his beer and took a long swig.
We continued kicking ass through the first two rounds. And in those rounds, we had another two rounds of drinks. I was drunk, Chris was drunk, and it was beginning to feel like I had known these people forever. A warm comfy haze settled over me, and Chris was getting closer than I thought humanly possible, but I wasn’t going to object. I took my blazer off, as the closeness and the alcohol turned me into a human furnace. He kept his arm around my shoulder and would pull me close and talk in my ear. I could still smell his cologne, but now he had a slightly bitter smell from all the beer he’d consumed.
After I answered one question fairly quickly he brushed my hair behind my shoulder and whispered “you’re so fuckin smart.” I felt his beard brush my neck, which set off goosebumps from my head to my toes. His hand trailed down my arm and over my forearm. He took notice of the goosebumps and looked at me startled. “Are you cold?”
I shook my head slowly. “Nope. I’m fine.”
A smile crept over his face as he rubbed my arm in an attempt to warm me up. “You sure?” I nodded and managed to get mm hmmm out. To which his response was “Hmm. Wonder why you’re covered in goosebumps?”
“I don’t ...I don’t know...hmm. Am I? Maybe I’m under the vent? I’m fine..I uh. I don’t know why...I have..what?”
“Akala.” He said softly. I looked at him confused.
“What does jungle book have to do with this? I mean I love the original, and the remake was good but wha...”
“It’s the answer to the question. You have the pencil. Write it down. A-K-A”
“I know how to spell Akala ass.” I turned to the paper and wrote it down as he giggled. “I didn’t even hear the question. I would have got it.” I mumbled, my mouth twitching into a crooked smile.
“Uh-huh. What happened? Why didn’t you hear it?”
I turned my hands up in an I don’t know gesture which made Chris laugh hard, his hand flying up to his chest involuntarily. Which set me off in a fit of giggles.
“What’s going on over there?” Tara asked. “What’s so funny?”
“Nothing.” He answered. “She’s a funny woman.” I rolled my eyes as he laughed some more.
“Ok! 15-minute intermission!” The host announced.
“I’m going to go get some fresh air. Would you ladies like to join me?” Theresa asked.
“Yes!” I answered a little too quickly. I hopped up and followed her out the front entrance to the sidewalk, Tara close behind.
“Thanks for coming out with me! It was getting too stuffy in there.” Theresa said.
“I’m glad to hear it wasn’t just me. I thought it was just because I had so much to drink.” I snickered. “I haven’t hung out at a bar like this in a looong time.”
“Well, we’re here every Tuesday! You should join us! This has been a lot of fun tonight. I’m glad Chris found you.” Tara smiled warmly at me. “He’s been in a funk for a while, I was starting to wonder if he was ever going to snap out of it. And then he called me and told me he might have someone to bring tonight! I got so excited. He hasn’t brought someone to trivia in ages. Like I’m talking over a year.”
“He has been really busy this year though,” Theresa added.
“That’s really sweet, but I doubt it had anything to do with me. We literally met this morning, for like twenty minutes.” I responded a little confused. There’s no way he was happy because of me. “And honestly when we met this morning he was very quiet and reserved compared to this.” I swung my arm motioning to the bar. Both the girls just shrugged.
“I’m just saying... it’s nice to see him...hopeful... again.” My eyes shifted from Theresa to Tara, and back to Theresa.
“Why do you think he’s been so down?” I asked
“Well, he’s always so busy with work, and when he comes home he’s surrounded...by us...and our other friends, who are all in these,” she inserted air quotes here, “normal lives. And he’s single...and, well I think he feels like he’s missing out, or left behind or something.” Tara explained.
“Like the odd man out.” Theresa confirmed.
“Ah. I see.” I said slowly. “Well, like I said, we literally just met today. So...I’m just...I mean, how could you not like him, but I don’t want to rush anything. We’ll just see what happens.”
“Yeah! Of course! I didn’t mean to suggest that ...” the door to the bar swung open and the guys all came lumbering out.
“What do we have here?” Ryan asked. “What were you ladies discussing?” He prodded.
“Nothing!” Theresa replied. “We were just telling Brie that we’re here every Tuesday pretty much and that she should join us! Ooh! Let’s swap numbers before we forget! And that way if you need any help or if you’re like looking for a doctor or a hairdresser... or you just want to hang out!”
“That would be fantastic! Thank you so much!” I responded. Genuinely grateful for having met these people. All the fear and doubt I had felt about moving had seemed to vanish tonight and I could begin to see the start of my new life forming. We chatted for a few more minutes before heading back inside to finish up the trivia game.
Chris held his hands out for a double high five as I walked past him through the door. I smacked both his hands, which then swung down and smacked both of my ass cheeks like I was a football player. It took me by surprise, causing me to do a little jump through the doorway and then stop dead in my tracks. I slowly turned towards him and saw him standing in the door frame with a look of total shock, both hands over his mouth. He reached out in front of himself palms up and spoke, “I am..soooooo so sorry. It’s a habit and I wasn’t thinking, and I apologize sincerely. I’m such an idiot.” His hands were now over his heart and his face had blanched white. I looked from him to Joey, who was holding the door open. Joey’s eyes were as big as plates and his mouth was hanging open in a half-smile, half shocked look. Like he was about to start laughing but wanted to see my reaction first.
I busted out laughing so hard that almost everyone in the bar turned to see what was happening. “Your face!!!” I yelled between guffaws. “Oh my god your face!” I couldn’t get my shit together. I was doubled over in laughter as Chris let out an uncomfortable “ha...haha.”
“Oooh man.” I wiped tears from my eyes as the guys started to walk towards me. “It’s fine Evans! Good lord!” His shoulders and face relaxed again which sent me into more fits of giggles. “Oh shit. My sides hurt! Let's go win this shit. Do you want another drink?” I laughed, elbowing him in his side.
“I’ll get it.” He responded. I slid into the booth and looked over towards the bar just in time to see him down a shot. The bartender slid two glasses towards him. Chris nodded his thanks then picked up the glasses, joining us at the booth. I stood up, letting him slide back into the booth.
“I don’t get a shot?” I teased as he passed me.
“I needed something to ease my nerves.” He looked at me apologetically.
I clicked my tongue at him. “Don’t be ridiculous. I kinda liked it.” I winked at him as he handed me my glass. We slid back into the booth and back into the effortless comfort that had enveloped the table before.
Chris and I dominated the second half of the game and were tied with another team for first place. There was a tie-breaker question, and the category was music. “Remember what I told you this morning?” I asked. He grinned like the Cheshire Cat.
“I’m so ready for this massage I can already feel it. Do you want the mani/pedi or the facial?”
“Uh, mani/pedi. What kind of question is that?” I answered, making him chuckle.
“You got this. It’s all you.” He rubbed my shoulders like I was a boxer getting ready to step in the ring, and he was my super supportive coach.
“Alright, for the tie-breaker I’m going to play 3 seconds of a song. You must give me the name of the song. The name of the band, and the name of the album it was on.” The other team groaned loudly. I rubbed my hands together in excitement. The clip started and I immediately knew what it was. My head snapped towards Chris. We wore matching expressions of excitement. He too knew the song.
“Do you know the album name?” He asked.
“Do I know the album name?” I scoffed. “OF COURSE!”
“Well WRITE!!” He was excitedly smacking the paper.
I scribbled furiously Don’t stop me now, Queen, Jazz. I folded the paper and ran to the stage handing it to the host.
“Alright, we have America’s Sass’s answer. Fifteen seconds left for the Lil’ Sebastians to answer.” They were writing fast, and I started to worry. They finally brought their paper to the host. I couldn’t tell if they were confident or not, but I at least knew we had the right answer.
“Alright. The correct answer is queen, both teams got that right. The song title is Don’t Stop Me Now, both teams got that right.” Chris’s hand was on my knee squeezing hard. Like the fate of the world depended on the last answer. “America’s Sass wrote Jazz for the album, Lil’ Sebastians wrote A Day at the Races.” Long dramatic pause.
“We got it!” Chris hummed in my ear.
“The correct answer is... Jazz! America’s Sass wins!” The host pointed towards our booth. Chris shot both arms in the air and then grabbed my head, planting a big kiss on my cheek.
“I knew you had it!” He said before planting a second kiss on my other cheek. Our table was cheering so loudly that I couldn’t hear the host. The Lil Sebastians came to congratulate us, and Chris offered them a round of drinks for being such good competition. He then turned to Theresa and said, “Spa day on me momma.” She waved him off and giggled. We settled our bar tabs and slowly made our way outside.
“Where’d you park?” Chris asked me.
“Oh, I walked. It’s only a little ways away.” He eyed me closely.
“I was going to get an Uber. I shouldn’t drive. You want to share?”
“Oh, no it’s ok really. It’s nice out.”
“Then I’ll walk with you. If that’s ok.”
“Yeah. Sure! But then you have to come back to get your car.” I paused thinking. “ I can drive you back.”
He shook his head. “Don’t be ridiculous. I’ll Uber back and come get my car tomorrow.”
“Are you sure?” I asked.
“Absolutely.”
“Alright, it’s this way.” I said pointing over my shoulder. We said goodbye to everyone and lots of “get home safes” were exchanged, and then we were alone.
“Shall we?” He asked.
“Mm hmm.”
“Lead the way.” He held his arm out and slightly bowed as I turned and lead us down the sidewalk in a slow and leisurely manner. I had no doubt I would be seeing him again, but I didn’t want this night to end. It felt like home. We chit chatted the whole way to the house about our childhoods, and our mutual love for Disney. We had a lot in common. Like... a lot. He loved my favorite bands, which I hadn’t even expected him to have heard of. We discussed our favorite movies and tv shows...the dogs, and before I knew it we were standing in my front yard.
“I’ll just call the Uber real quick.” He said pulling out his phone.
I pushed his hand down and he looked up at me. “Do you want to come inside for a little bit?” I hesitated, “We can just hang out. Unless you need to get home. Oh,” I said realizing He probably needed to get back to his boy. “Never mind, I’m sure you need to get home to Dodger.”
“Dodger’s at my sisters.” He put his phone in his pocket. “She watches him on trivia nights because I usually stay out late.”
“Oh! Well that’s nice.”
“Yeah” he put his hands in his pockets and bounced on the balls of his feet. “I’d like to come in for a while...if you want me to.” He said after a moment of silence.
“Yes! I asked you to. Of course I do. I didn’t change my mind that fast.” He laughed at my response. I unlocked the door and let us in. Harry came bounding up to us, well, him. He kind of ignored me. Chris bent down to pet him.
“Hi buddy! Long time no see!” Harry was giving him kisses on his hands, his face, anywhere where skin was visible.
“Do you want something to drink? I have water, tea, strawberry lemonade...uh...Cheerwine.”
“Cheerwine?! Yes please.” He answered excitedly.
“A man after my own heart.” I said under my breath.
“What’s that?” He asked.
“Nothing!” I said from behind the open refrigerator door. “I’m sorry the house is a mess, I haven’t finished unpacking yet. Have a seat.” I said pointing to the sofa.
He kicked his shoes off and headed to sit down. I sat beside him with a little space between us, which Harry immediately took. I handed him his drink and sat mine on the nearest box. “Do you want to watch something? Are you hungry? I can make us a snack.”
“No, I’m fine. Thank you though. What do you want to watch?”
“Uhh I don’t know. What kind of stuff do you like? Ooh I have a bunch of rick and Morty's I haven’t watched yet. I’m behind on a lot of stuff. Have you ever watched rick and Morty? It’s fucking hilarious.” He was staring at me with his brow furrowed like I said something wrong. “What? Do you not like it? We can watch something else.”
“I fucking love rick and Morty. Put that shit on.” He went silent for a minute while I found the show.
“You alright?” I asked.
“Yeah. Yeah...I, it’s just...you’re amazing.” He said watching me for a reaction.
“Aaaaand you’re drunk.” I said shaking my head.
“No! I’m not! Maybe buzzed, but I’m definitely not drunk anymore. I’m serious, you’re really cool. I’m glad Harry found me.”
“Me too....you’re not so bad yourself .” Was my lame ass reply. “ I had a really really good time tonight.”
“Me too.”
“When are we doing our spa day?” I asked, suddenly remembering our prize.
His eyes grew wide. “Whenever you want! I’ve got a few weeks off so I’m open whenever!”
“Nice! Well, I don’t start work for another week and a half. I can call them tomorrow and see what they have open?”
“Sounds good. Just tell me when and I’ll be there.”
“Ok!” Another awkward silence passed as we just stared at each other. I couldn’t tell if I was making it up or not, but it definitely felt like something was going on underneath the surface. A sort of tension that was painful yet exciting. “I should probably let Harry out real quick.”
“Oh yeah, of course.” I stood up and Harry followed. I opened the back door and let him out, when I turned around Chris was standing less than a foot away staring at me intensely a million emotions running over his face. And then he spoke, “I’m going to kiss you now.” It sounded like he was asking permission. So I nodded quickly.
“Yeah. Do that. That’s a good...” his mouth crashed on mine before I could finish speaking. One hand went to my waist pulling me in tightly, while the other hand ran up my back and onto the back of my neck as he continued his assault on my mouth. Now both hands were in my hair, holding my head steadily in place. My hands ran up over his chest and on top of his shoulders. What I really wanted to do was climb him like a tree, but I needed to show some restraint. He pulled away and pressed his forehead to mine. He rested there for a moment before placing gentle kisses on my cheeks, then my lips, and then working his way down my neck. My head rolled back, clearing the way for his kisses. He nipped at my earlobe, which elicited an involuntary moan from me. He growled in my ear, which immediately set my skin on fire and covered it in goosebumps at the same time. He squeezed me into him again and kissed me slowly, passionately on the lips one more time before releasing me. My head fell to his chest and he placed one last sweet kiss on my forehead.
“I’m sorry.” He said quietly. “I shouldn’t have done that.”
I pulled my head away. “What?” I said confused.
“No! No that’s not what I meant. I wanted to do that. Very much. But I don’t want to rush you into anything. I’m not trying to... I don’t want you to think I’m just trying to fuck you. That’s not...ugh. I’m making a mess of this.” I put a finger over his mouth before drawing it to mine and kissing him softly.
“You’re not. That was great. I’m... i know you’re not...i mean it was kind of fast but you know what? I don’t really care. It was perfect.” He took my face in his hands again and searched my face, for what I’m not sure. He kissed me again before looking over my shoulder.
“I think someone is jealous.” I turned to see Harry standing at the door giving me the nastiest look, like I had just left him outside for days.
“Yes. But I think he’s jealous of me.” Sure enough, when I let him inside he ran straight to Chris, tail wagging, as he glared at me. “Should we go watch some Rick and Morty?”
“Yes. Absolutely.” We sat close enough that Harry couldn’t get between us this time. Chris wrapped an arm over my shoulder as I rested my head on his chest. I woke up still in the clothes I had worn the night before, laying with Chris’s arm wrapped around me and my arm draped across his chest, both of us stretched out on the couch. I looked down towards our feet to see Harry curled up in a ball. Chris yawned and stretched, then rubbed my back. “Good morning.” He said in a deeper than normal voice.
“Mmm. Good morning” I replied. “We should have watched tv in the bedroom.” I chuckled.
“That could have been dangerous.” He replied. “I might not have been able to control myself as well as I had.”
“Mmm.” I groaned. “Another time then.” A laugh rumbled through his chest, which with my head resting against it sounded even more amazing. “You hungry?”
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Spiritale Chapter 58
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Chapter 58: … I’m Home…
…………..You…..hear voices….you get up realizing you were on the ground, you rubbed your head. You look up seeing Chara with Toriel, Asgore, Sans, Papyrus, Undyne, and Alphys.
“You sure did take a while to wake up”, You heard Papyrus say, “You were about to make Sans cry”, he said pointing to his brother with his thumb.
“I-I’m not crying! I never cry!”, Sans pouted folding arms and looked away.
“Then what’s that in your eye sockets?”, Papyrus asked.
“…..T-t-tears!”, Sans said finally crying still with their arms folded.
Hhheeeheheh….
“Just in time kid”, You heard Gaster say then felt his hand on your shoulder.
You were happy to see him, but…no one notices him. He’s still….
“Don’t sweat it Frisk”, Gaster said cheering you up, “This beats being in the void any day”, he said folding his arms then looks at Chara and the monsters”
“…..Wait….I JUST realized something!”
“What?”, Gaster questioned looking at you.
“How are you able to talk like that?”, You asked pointing.
“Oooh rriight, I didn’t show you”
Gaster unbuttoned the top part of his lab coat and shows a ring like necklace with some purple in the middle. He says it converts anything he said into any language he wants. But…how…can no one see that?
“I had to put my soul energy into it”, Gaster answered?, “Since my energy and my soul doesn’t exist where they’re at, it has no choice but to exist where I’m at”
“How were you able to bring that into this dimension?”, You asked pointing down.
“Through magic and determination”
Oh good god, your heeeaaad! Gaster just laughs.
“Ready everyone?”, You heard Toriel ask.
“Yea!”, Everyone responded.
Chara and the monsters are about to go outside, you take Gaster’s hand and look up at him.
“Ready to go see the sun?”, You asked with a smile.
“….Am I ever”, Gaster said with a smile.
*You both followed hand in hand*
…….There it was….the surface….the outside world…, you look to Gaster. He smiles calmly, a tear falls from his right eye.
“Oh my…what a sight…”, You heard Toriel say.
“Beautiful, isn’t it everyone?”, Asgore asked.
“So this is what it’s like living here”, Alphys said with her arm folded, “*Slowly breathes* The air is fresh…and the sunlight is amazing”, she said calmly.
“This is the best thing I’ve ever seen with my own eyes”, Undyne said calmly astounded holding her hands together, “It’s…even better than on TV”
“Papyrus”, Sans said tugging his brother’s hoodie, “What’s that giant yellow ball?”, he asked looking at Papyrus while pointing.
“That bud, is what we call “the sun””, Papyrus answers.
“Wowzers, so that’s the sun!”, Sans said cheerfully looking back at it, “I’m finally meeting it!”
“I feel like I could stand here and watch this for hours”, Asgore said.
“Yes, it’s too beautiful”, Toriel said.
They may have swapped up personalities, but they’re still the same as your friends. After a change in conversation, Toriel kneeled down to Chara and asked if they would be their ambassador to the humans. Chara kindly took the offer with no hesitation. Sans was so excited they ran down the mountain to make a first impression, Alphys and Undyne soon followed. Papyrus walked back into mountains. However, Chara looked back wanting to follow him.
“I’ll be right back okay?”, Chara said looking back at Toriel and Asgore.
“Take your time”, Toriel said.
“We’ll be here”, Asgore said nicely.
What? Why are they?
“Be right back Gaster!”, You shouted running after Chara.
“….Papyrus!”, You heard Chara say as you followed, “W-where are you going?”, they asked as you both stopped.
“…It’s…this is something I’m not sure I’ll get use to”, Papyrus said after stopping, “Finally being free, finally going to the surface and living on it, and not worrying about anything being the same”
“Why?”, Chara asked concerned walking to him.
“Because you still have the power, the power to reset everything”, Papyrus said with a nervous face, “Everything that’s happened, anything that could happen next….you can reset it all at any time. How will I know…you won’t just…start over?”, he said closing his eyes.
“….I really don’t want to start over”
Papyrus opens there eyes and looked to Chara.
“If I start over, I’ll take everything you guys hoped for all those years and trap you just like the ones in the past”, Chara said holding their arms, “I can’t do that…not after what you all been through”
“….What if something bad happens?”, Papyrus said sounding pretty serious, “Something so bad it tempts you to stop it but you were too late or too powerless to do. What will you do then?”
“….I…don’t…”
“……”, Papyrus looks away with a serious and concerned look.
“….I knew someone who made a lot of mistakes”, Chara said, “So many bad choice they couldn’t fix…in the end they made up for what they done by helping those in need, but they didn’t do it alone”, they said with a smile.
Papyrus was a bit confused, but you know who they’re talking about. Chara brings up their save file.
“I won’t forget, I’ll keep on remembering”, Chara whispers smiling, “Together or not, we’ll find way to change and fix things. Without reseting”
“….!”, Papyrus puts on a shocked face.
“Since you’re good at remembering, I can always count on you to knock some sense into me if I do anything crazy”, Chara said smiling, “So what do they say friend, are we in this together?”, they said hold their hand out.
“Hah…you really grown Chara”, Papyrus said kneeling down, “Alright, let’s see how long we can keep this up”, he said lightly shaking Chara’s hand.
Papyrus stands up, “I’ll meet ya outside. When you’re finished, you know where to find us”, he said turning towards the entrance.
Chara nods with a thumbs up. Papyrus walks off with his hand in his pockets again, you see Gaster walking in.
“….Good to have you back”, You heard Papyrus say looking back a little…then walked off.
Did…he just see him?
“I was wondering what took you so long”, Gaster said with his thumbs in his pockets.
“Ooh sorry”, You apologized.
“Great to see you again Mr”, Chara said.
“Like wise”, Gaster said kneeling down, “I just wanna thank you both, without you…I wouldn’t be here. Thank you”, he thanked with a warm smile.
Aaaaawww heheheh….
“*Gasp* Frisk! Your foot”!, Chara shouted.
“Huh?!”
You quickly looked down, your foot is gone?! You see your leg slowly disappear!
“Looks like your time here is almost up”, Gaster said.
“Wait…does this mean?…”
“I….get to go home”, you…said looking up to Chara.
“……”, Chara starts to tear up, “*Sniff* that’s great….you get to go home…you get to see your friends and family again….*Sniff*…you’ll-you’ll finally spend time with them and…*Sniff* and…
You hug Chara!
“*Gasp*!”
“I��ll miss you too Chara! I’ll miss you so much!”, You said crying so hard!
“…Yea!…Don’t forget about me now”, Chara cried hugging you back.
“Mmm…hmmmm…”
You don’t want to let go….but you have to. You hold Chara’s arms.
“Chara, find Temmie”, You said, “Show them what the world has to offer. Continue being their friend, even if they can’t feel love”
“…I will Frisk, I will”, Chara nods smiling.
“Goodbye Chara…”
“…Goodbye Frisk…”
*You see Chara’s warmest tearful smile…before they fade away….*
*Sniff*…you wipe away your tears with your arm…*sniff*
“Thank you…”
Huh….you bring your head up….! Yo….your evil twin….
“You helped make my brother’s dream come true”, Frisk…said, “And gave him the friend he needed most”
“….Wh…what will you do now?”
“I’ll watch over Asreil…and the others”, Frisk said walking off, “It’s the only thing I can do”
“…Do you still care for him?”, You asked turning around, “Do you still care…about Asreil?”
“….Yes”, Frisk said calmly after turning their head a little, “More than anything…”, they said walking off then disappeared.
….You were hoping they say that…
“Well what are you waiting for?!”, You heard someone says…Ch-Chara! Y-your Chara!, “The exit’s right there”, they said pointing to a light.
“Heh, right” You send walking up to them, “Let’s go home”
Chara nods, and follows you towards the light. Together.
……*Beep*….*beep*…*beep*…mmm that sound again…You struggle to open your eyes, but they slowly open. It’sss…so bright. You pulled your arm away…and…see…a room,…but it’s not yours. Your ears and eyes were drawn to the sound you kept hearing…a heart monitor? Wait…you’re in a hospital? You sit yourself up and feel your forehead.
“Huh….Frisk?”
Flowey…?
“You’re awake….you’re finally awake….”
Finally?….How long were you…?
“You idiot…stupid idiot”, Flowey said…crying, “Do you know how annoying it was waiting for you? Watching you lay there? Thinking you might be dead? THINKING YOU’LL NEVER COME BACK?!”
….!!!
“I…hated it….I hated it so much….”
You got up, walk to them, and picked up the flower pot they are in.
“I’m sorry Flowey, but I’m home now…” You cried, “I’m finally home…I’m finally with you guys again…I’m home now….I’m home…”
You fell to your knees doing your best the hug Flowey as gently as possible. You felt Flowey’s tears on your shoulder.
“….I hate you….”
“….I missed you too”
You couldn’t stop smiling, you couldn’t stop crying either…..*creeeek* huh? A door opening?
“Okay, thank you very much”
*Long gasp*….you stand up, “Mom!”
“……Frisk…?!”, Toriel said shocked dropping her book.
You dashed to her for dear life until you land into her arms bringing Flowey with you. Toriel cried her heart out hugging you like it was the last and only time. You are so happy, so sooo sooo….sooo happy…
*5 weeks later….at Sans and Papyrus’s house*
“Sans…Sans”, You said gently waking him up.
“Hmm? *Yawns*…oh hey kiddo,…what’s up?”, Sans said sitting up on the couch.
“I have something important to ask?”, You said with a pretty serious face.
“Alright, shoot”, Sans said cutting off the TV.
“*Breathes*…Do you know Gaster?”
“!!!….You’ve seen him?”
“Yes, but in another universe”
“….So it’s happened there too”, Sans said looking down with a serious look, “Frisk, I need you to tell me everything you know”
“Alright”, You said with a serious look, “And…I think I know where he might be”
(I’m not dooooonnne~)
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