#lostctrls

It all washed over you, you knew it all. You knew how the story ended, no how the STORIES ended. How all of them cover and twist, how they all rise and fall. You knew too much. YOU KNEW TOO MUCH. And then they all started to fade away, and it felt like you were falling. Falling for minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years, decades, infinity. You kept falling and falling until you heard it.

A voice so familiar, so similar, yet so unknown and unlike anything you have ever heard before. It pierces your ears in such a scary and painful way, that it felt reassuring in it’s own twisted method. 

Did you make it?

That question rings within you, it vibrates your very core and your hollow heart shaped hole. Was this a dream? A nightmare? A truth or A lie? You couldn’t tell anymore, or at all, but the question repeats itself over and over until you close your eyes and take a deep breath. Think about them. About Ralsei, about Susie, about Noelle. About the cold, the thorns, the apology.

Your eyes shoot open and now you’re standing staring. Staring at what you believe to be some sort of reflection…A twisted angelic reflection of yourself that you…Loved/Hated. 

And just like that, the foreign memories have left your mind, all you have to remember them is the guilt and rage that have stuck with you.

You’ll make it, you won’t let it happen again.

But they did, they let it happen. THEY. LET. IT. HAPPEN.

You start punching and screaming at the barrier, tears rolling down your unarmored face. Weakness finally showing.

It was late. After dark. Noelle shouldn’t have been out and about- her mother would never let her hear the end of it. And yet, in a daze, she paced the Hometown sidewalks with her heart pounding harshly in her chest.

She hadn’t talked to anyone all day, not even her father, since her mother had broken the news to her that someone had found Berdly dead. She was trying so hard not to break that she felt like she was drowning. Trying so hard to suppress the horrid weight pressing on her chest.

And then, she almost bumped into Kris.

She froze in place, gaze snapping up, staring intently at them for a few long moments.

‘Yo what the HELL?’

Ferno pounds sharply on the studio door, which has apparently been locked. And of course he saw his keys right there on the sound booth. He hadn’t exactly been expecting a hostile takeover of this small town radio station when he’d stepped out for a smoke break. 

The speakers overhead were blasting something horrifying. The best he could gather, it was some cover of Karma Chameleon, sung by a choir of nightmarish devil-children. He bangs his fist again to get the attention of the teen sitting at the booth.

Waiting outside the house and on the steps. Frisk sat and waited on Kris to get back home from school.

Frisk had stayed at home because of a small fever. But by the way the child jumps up upon seeing Kris come into view, it seemed they were feeling a lot better now.

all her life she had to fight , you know ? all her life she had to keep fighting to be heard . fighting to be seen . fighting to show , she wasn ' t awful - she can be good ! really she can . . . but the world , the world she lived in dealt her the wrong hand . it shows , it really shows with how susie looks back at times && remembers how she acted out ( hurting kris . . . ) .

no matter how much she hears , its okay . we still care about you ( we still love you ) . it doesn ' t stop her from acting reckless at times . when the enemies hit hard , she hits HARDERED . she takes the hits for both kris && ralsei . long as the both of them are okay , what doe sit matter if she gets a bruised up ? that 's always been part of her life .

it ' s still . . . new to her . kris scolding her . not in the way she is used to . when she does something it ' s the words that sting her . with kris - its different . something about how she ' s treated with it all . not like glass , not something fragile , but someone who has a purpose . it makes her smile as she watches them look over her . it wasn ' t too much of a awful fight . ( whatever that weird puppet on strings was they were fighting was freaky , but susie && ralsei both showed up to save kris ) few hits here && there .

of course kris , someone she trust with her life was with her , ralsei going to check around to see if the enemy had dropped something ( swears up && down it did ) . she watches her blue friend talk to her . fretting over her , susie can 't help , but snort at them . a pause before she bumps her head into their head . a comforting gesture to show her apperciation to them . no words are needed to be said , because between the two of them ? no words need to be said with a bond as strong as theirs.