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            “  …  ya think so, kid?  ”

they’re right.

not that sans wants them to know that.

he isn’t a good monster. not really. it’d take an idiot to not know that. he pushes people out, lies to them, smiles eternally (by choice) to make sure nobody forgets him, nobody takes him seriously, nobody cares what happens. because you never question why the comic relief got slapped around a bit.

you just laughed.

           “ heh. noted. “

he’s got to try to stop trying so hard, huh? but he couldn’t exactly stop. he had work to do, bills to pay, and mouths to feed. whether or not the kid noticed ... well, he couldn’t help that, could he?

There is a soft sigh that escapes pass her lips. With all this dust flying around could only mean one thing. Only one child would awake. And it wasn’t for a simple hello either. Arms fold against her chest before turning around seeing the child. A brow raises before giving a smile and waving her slender fingers at them. “Speak of the devil. And right on time.”

              “Oh... I didn’t mean to ask an uncomfortable question... I’m sorry...” The ghost felt bad for calling attention to something uncomfortable. It wasn’t what they meant to do. Worry was a natural state for the ghost, mostly about their own actions but when someone who hadn’t proven cruel to them was hurt... that wasn’t good... Anxiety over saying something wrong was stronger than worry for the health of others once again, though. “If you’re sure... you don’t want worry...... then we can pretend... I didn’t ask?”

staff  fucked  up  ┋┋  yeet

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             [ went in and personally edited the sweater ]

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my opinion on;

character in general: Yeeeesss moar Chara’s please >: D I need all the angst and sass they bring.how they play them: Holy shit um...really good??? Like, too good how am I supposed to approach this amazing Chara- 8Y Don’t worry I will eventually, or if you throw this child at me pfft- XDthe mun: We have not talked, but I’m sure you are awesome possum >: D

do i;

follow them: Yes!rp with them: Not yet but maybe soon-want to rp with them: Yessss but I shall watch from afar from now X’D

what is my;

overall opinion: Amazing Chara, holy frick, I’m just too much of a turtle to approach em yet. If you’re not following them you’re missing some super good stuff XD

      waterfall is surely a peaceful place, almost like snowdin, and sometimes it’s really hard to picture loud people like undyne and papyrus sticking around here too much, breaking the silence with their excessive energy and brave spirits. or maybe they just enjoy the quietness as much as he does. who could ever be sure? oh well. he’s got a lot else in mind right now to be thinking about his bro and that badass lady.

      finding the kid in one of the silent meadows isn’t so difficult. sitting by their side in the blueish ground and forcing himself to do nothing...

      that’s the hard part. he’s almost grateful they don’t talk too much at first--it’s easier to push the rage aside, to keep it at bay when he’s quiet, focused. they didn’t do anything wrong in this run yet. no monsters harmed. no dust trail behind them. but it won’t last. it never does, it never did. thinking they’ll be stuck in a timeline with a happy ending forever is no more than a fever dream and he’s been over it for a long time now.

      there’s always another run, another timeline.       no need to beat himself over something he’ll never achieve.

      and then the kid finally decides to stop struggling with their words and the question echoes almost loudly in the quiet ambience. oh.

      yeah, that’s the exact conversation he’s been dreading for quite some time now--not that he believed he could run from it forever, not after spilling so much info to the kid and messing with the whole timeline again. welp. a small change here and there once in a while is more than enough to keep him from dying of boredom--and he’s gotta admit, messing with the kid after a geno is slowly becoming his new favorite hobby.

      is it cruel? definitely.       does he care? not at all.

      he still takes another moment or so before answering, pupils focused on the nearest echo flower--they’ve always been his favorite down here, for some reason. oh boy, better stop trying to postpone that conversation. it’s not like he’s going to kill the child now that they’ve got this far into the timeline, anyway.