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“We’re here.” 

Frisk didn’t move. Stuck to her seat. Her gaze was fixed on the rear view mirror. Staring at a blanket of black ice covering the distant road behind them. It reflected the sky so perfectly, it was like the vast blue had found a way to invade even the earth. She felt trapped beneath it. An endless cerulean dome that surrounded her on all sides, not a single cloud to break it up. Blinding and stark. 

Finally she peeled her eyes away from the road. 

The Dreemurr house stood in the midst of the blue sky, consumed by it. 

Frisk sucked in a weary breath. She glanced across at Ibrahim, and did her best to swallow her nerves. 

“Are you ready?” he asked. 

She squeezed his fingers, then nodded curtly. The car doors popped open. Instantly they were greeted by the faint singing of windchimes. The lovers, arm in arm, made their way down the driveway. With each step closer to that house, she could feel her heart beating faster. Louder. Until her blood was roaring in her ears. 

So loud, she could hardly hear her fist banging against the eggplant-purple door. There was an embarrassingly long beat where nothing happened. Both Frisk and Ibrahim shared a wayward glance, and Frisk wondered if he was thinking the same thing; let’s just go. Now. Now before we’re—

The front door swept open. There, taking up nearly the entire doorframe; Toriel. Her velvety paws clung to a muted, purple cardigan. Her dark eyebags were almost successfully hidden behind her thick seeing glasses. 

“Frisk. You came…” She sounded confused. Like she wasn’t expecting her to show up after all. Or maybe… she wishes I hadn’t. She wondered, briefly… if she had failed some test. 

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