Kinda impossible not to worry...
...But I did rewind during the Neverland event. did you feel anything at all?
...But I did rewind during the Neverland event. did you feel anything at all?
[...She tested it out, a few times, in her room. What was she supposed to do? Ignore it?]
...You haven't felt anything on some normal days either? Without any event going on..?
...You haven't felt anything on some normal days either? Without any event going on..?
I'm sorry Sans... if I had known you could have gotten hurt...
[You would've what? Cuz I'm calling bullshit.
She doesn't know what she would've done. The risks of rewinding are so big, and the consequences so large, and yet here Max is, rewinding away... So what if Sans has a particularly bad reaction to it? The end result is the same.
Someone always gets hurt.
But she sends the text anyway.]
[You would've what? Cuz I'm calling bullshit.
She doesn't know what she would've done. The risks of rewinding are so big, and the consequences so large, and yet here Max is, rewinding away... So what if Sans has a particularly bad reaction to it? The end result is the same.
Someone always gets hurt.
But she sends the text anyway.]
[How very selfless.
Of course I'll be careful...
But she doesn't reply.]
Of course I'll be careful...
But she doesn't reply.]
[They found a stack of cards written a long time ago. A month ago, they think. There's a post-it note stuck to the top, cheerfully proclaiming - "for Thanksgiving!"
They suppose they should hand them out. There's a...a twinge of something when they look at the topmost one. The one that should go to the bed beside them. The empty bed. Their SOUL starts to...ache.
They swallow. They swallow very, very hard. Screw their eyes shut, blink rapidly. Something's off. Something's different.
They feel...empty. Not empty like they have before.
Worse empty.
They have to make it go away. So they make it go away the only way they can think of. They hand the notes out. Maybe if they do that, it'll go away, and they can feel nothing again. Go back to feeling nothing at all.
So a card gets crammed under a lot of doors that day. Notes to lots of people. People they must've considered family. They don't care, though. They can't care. They won't believe they've suddenly started to care again.
It doesn't matter.
It's just to get rid of the feeling.
On the outside:]

[And within:]
"Dear Sans,
I'm glad I got to know you. I'm sorry for making you promise, cause I know you hate promises. And I'm sorry for making you surprised that one time I said we were family. I think we are though right? We tell each other things no one else does. So I think you're my family too.
Thanks for everything. And thank you for giving me another chance.
- Frisk! ♥"
They suppose they should hand them out. There's a...a twinge of something when they look at the topmost one. The one that should go to the bed beside them. The empty bed. Their SOUL starts to...ache.
They swallow. They swallow very, very hard. Screw their eyes shut, blink rapidly. Something's off. Something's different.
They feel...empty. Not empty like they have before.
Worse empty.
They have to make it go away. So they make it go away the only way they can think of. They hand the notes out. Maybe if they do that, it'll go away, and they can feel nothing again. Go back to feeling nothing at all.
So a card gets crammed under a lot of doors that day. Notes to lots of people. People they must've considered family. They don't care, though. They can't care. They won't believe they've suddenly started to care again.
It doesn't matter.
It's just to get rid of the feeling.
On the outside:]

[And within:]
"Dear Sans,
I'm glad I got to know you. I'm sorry for making you promise, cause I know you hate promises. And I'm sorry for making you surprised that one time I said we were family. I think we are though right? We tell each other things no one else does. So I think you're my family too.
Thanks for everything. And thank you for giving me another chance.
- Frisk! ♥"
Wrote a lot of them. Found one for
[Papyrus. But...right. He's not here anymore, is he? So they finish the sentence in the best way they can. They realize that's...callous. They shouldn't be able to realize that. That's not good.
Maybe they should be callous anyway? But - no. They're just lacking determination. They're not mean. Are they?]
a lot of people.
[Papyrus. But...right. He's not here anymore, is he? So they finish the sentence in the best way they can. They realize that's...callous. They shouldn't be able to realize that. That's not good.
Maybe they should be callous anyway? But - no. They're just lacking determination. They're not mean. Are they?]
a lot of people.
Do you have Chara's bracelet?
I never picked it up after they gave it back.
I never picked it up after they gave it back.
Thank you.
I didn't think it was important then but it is.
I didn't think it was important then but it is.
[They got him to leave his room, at least. For a little while. It's something, right? Yeah. It's something. They'll take what they can get, ha ha. That's all they really have left.]
Thank you.
( ´ ▽ ` )ノ
Thank you.
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Oh right, I was going to ask you! What's your favorite flavor?
Is it ketchup? I bet it's ketchup.
Maybe tomato?
Maybe tomato?
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