* Watch over them, and protect them, will you not?
[Hey, so, Frisk's alive again. In case you didn't get the memo. Because. You know. Someone's listening. Someone's noticed a lack of knocks at Room 12's door. Someone heard him say he would try this time.
You wretched, dense waste of space. Of course it's always about poor Sans, huh?
Once again, I remind you that you made a promise. You told us about it. I am holding you accountable for it. You said you would try. I repeat myself because I know, of course, that being listened to is too much effort to be worth your while. I repeat myself because I love shouting pointlessly into the wind.
ONCE AGAIN. I remind you. To consider what sort of thing would make a child climb a mountain that makes them disappear. To perhaps try and imagine the sort of behaviour a child picks up if they may believe they should vanish. That maybe they are a burden? That maybe they are too much effort to be worth taking care of? Just some hypotheticals.
Consider what they might think. Then. If they are not well-behaved and happy and agreeable. If they admit they are afraid. And suddenly, they are alone. No comfort or approval for children who are inconvenient to you, is there?
But. Of course. This is just about you, right? Just about me. Only ever been about us. That's why Frisk is afraid of you too, isn't it?
[There are a million things he could say to this but he's just. Run dry. Run down.]
i know you mean well.
[Oddly enough.]
know you're trying to help. but this isn't the
right way to do it.
not gonna traumatize them worse than they are. won't do that.
i'll talk to them. not now. later.
[Even if he thought it was a good idea to talk to Frisk right now, even if he thought it wouldn't make things worse, even if he was at all good at comforting people, he knows he's not fit to do much of anything right now. Least of all talk to people. Case in point.]
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5/11, text, shortly after Frisk's return
[Hey, so, Frisk's alive again. In case you didn't get the memo. Because. You know. Someone's listening. Someone's noticed a lack of knocks at Room 12's door. Someone heard him say he would try this time.
Someone's judging his every action.]
5/11, much later
not now
GET BULLIED ON
One text, Sans. Apologize before they do. Say you're glad they're okay. Ask if they want anything.
Do literally anything other than ignore them.
hours later
chara.
don't pretend like i'm the one frisk needs right now.
i don't get you.
they beg me not to kill them again and you're telling me mine should be be one of the first faces they see after they come back?
kinda figured you'd be telling me to stay away from them from now on.
also figured that if the poor kid wants to see me they'll let me know when they're ready. couple days or never, whatever.
and let's face it, you'd be just as furious if i had come by. this isn't about frisk. you're mad and i'm an easy target.
almost immediately
Once again, I remind you that you made a promise. You told us about it. I am holding you accountable for it. You said you would try. I repeat myself because I know, of course, that being listened to is too much effort to be worth your while. I repeat myself because I love shouting pointlessly into the wind.
ONCE AGAIN. I remind you. To consider what sort of thing would make a child climb a mountain that makes them disappear. To perhaps try and imagine the sort of behaviour a child picks up if they may believe they should vanish. That maybe they are a burden? That maybe they are too much effort to be worth taking care of? Just some hypotheticals.
Consider what they might think. Then. If they are not well-behaved and happy and agreeable. If they admit they are afraid. And suddenly, they are alone. No comfort or approval for children who are inconvenient to you, is there?
But. Of course. This is just about you, right? Just about me. Only ever been about us. That's why Frisk is afraid of you too, isn't it?
later
i know you mean well.
[Oddly enough.]
know you're trying to help. but this isn't the
right way to do it.
not gonna traumatize them worse than they are. won't do that.
i'll talk to them. not now. later.
[Even if he thought it was a good idea to talk to Frisk right now, even if he thought it wouldn't make things worse, even if he was at all good at comforting people, he knows he's not fit to do much of anything right now. Least of all talk to people. Case in point.]
also later
Do as you please, then.
They asked me if you're mad at them, you know. That's what they think you are right now.
less later
exactly and precisely 18.73 seconds later
Maybe it's because all they can do is make wild guesses about why you're giving them the silent treatment.
at a certain temporal point
[Fuck.]
[Fuck why did he assume they would anyway. No wonder they're confused.]
[Still. Doesn't change his mind.]
would you describe this temporal point as, perhaps, "bad"
Alas, it is impossible. It's just too hard. Sure sucks to be Frisk!
for everyone
another fun conversation for Smile Pals
no one is happy with this