#determinedduality

*Bunny absorbed our Gaster's soul? And now they won't let me in the laaaaaaab. Everyone else is allowed in but meeeeeeeeeeee.

        ｢💔」”So does that mean we can do like in video games and sneak in?”

*If you need help raising defenses, I could provide assistance. (Ceffie)

       [⌨] “... I’m listening.”

            [ Vocaroo mirror in case Tumblr doesn’t want to do the thing ]

       ｢❤️」”So, um... yesterday, I went into another timeline, a really weird one where there was really no one around. I was looking around, and I got to the CORE, and... um, well, Ceffie was there. In case you don’t know who they are, they seem to be a Frisk, but something happened to them, I’m not sure what... and they have a huge grudge against Charas. ... Not that I can blame them at all.”

      “They asked how I was managing to deal with Mocha, and we talked about how Mocha was probably going to try and sweet-talk his way out of things. But then the subject changed, and... um...”

      “Ceffie... asked me some weird questions. Like... um, what had driven me to kill people an’ stuff. I thought it was my own curiosity -- I mean, I’d learned about ＲＥＳＥＴs and ＬＯＡＤＩＮＧ and ＳＡＶＩＮＧ by that point -- but then... then they implied that it wasn’t necessarily my fault.”

      “They... they said that there was someone behind the scenes -- someone called a Player -- and that there were different ones and all. They said that we’re in some kind of world that they have complete control over, and that... and that they’re the one who made me do what I did?”

      “I... I don’t want to believe it... but when Ceffie talked about how I knew certain things, and the ＡＣＴ button and all that...? I just... I have no reason not to believe them?”

      “I don’t want it to be true... I don’t want to believe that there’s someone behind the scenes who was controlling me, even if they’re not doing it now! Now I don’t know what to think... I don’t know if my experiences in the Underground were real, or... or even if my life on the Surface was even a real thing? I don’t know what to think...”

      “... an’ I’m really... really scared...”

      “... I’m trying not to be a baby about this... I’m really trying not to be... but... am I even real...?”

Excited giggling can be heard past the thick scan lines obscuring the screen. 

“Oh come on, little camera, you can do it. Aaa!”

The gray haze was replaced by a picture of a child with fluffy brown hair, lips quirking in humor.

“Perfect.”

Rubbing his hands together, Dust turns his head towards the open door, the angle too oblique to see past the doorway.

“Alright. We’re rolling. It’s time. For SCIENCE!”

The interior of Snowdin’s famous inn comes into view, a modest one bedroom room lit by both tall and tiny lamps. Hopping on the plush downy bed was Dust, smiling like a loon - and looking a little short on the sanity department by how enthusiastic he was getting. 

A couple foot-wide rubber balls jostle around on the floor with his increasingly eager hopping.

Impatiently, the child calls out towards the open doorway, hopping up and down on the bed.

*My birthday. That’s okay I missed it too.

       ｢💔」”Wait, what?!”

      “Okay, we’re gonna... do something? Maybe a two-for-one, since my birthday’s on Tuesday?” There’s a pause. “I haven’t seen you, lately...”

Bunny: *adorable

*I’ll punch all three of you idiots, but Mocha has nothing to punch and Judge is…well what ever’s going on over there.

[*Ink is done a concern.]