#thought counts

“I wonder if I really did love you...

*Frisk asks* . . . How do you know I won’t kill you? How do I know you aren’t lying or bribing me? WHY haven’t you killed me? And DONT pull that “you’re just a kid” shit because we BOTH KNOW that I’m NOT. I’ll admit I’m immature but I only LOOK like this because of the RESETS! So WHY? WHY haven’t you killed me? And DONT say it’s because you LOVE ME. Don’t tell me what you’ve already told before. Tell me something I can BELIEVE without a FUCKING DOUBT.

*Frisk responds, obviously not wanting to* .... Yes!! Why do you THINK I’m always like... like THIS? I’m a HORRIBLE judge of character, so I act like I don’t trust ANYBODY! And I honestly CANT TELL if EITHER of you even CARE! . . .

*Frisk responds* Ugh! That’s probably fair but I’m STILL mad about it!

*Frisk responds* .... Depends if I’m successful with shattering my skull- FUCK. I HATE THIS MAGIC!!!

*Frisk shrugs* You’re still old. *her eyes become even more empty, like she can’t stop repeating what she said in her head. She murmurs something, and then says as a desperate attempt to get away* I think I’m gonna take a walk...

*Frisk responds* Haha, you’re old.

*Frisk’s thoughts begin to sidetrack a bit* Speaking of broken, my tripod is broken, and I can't stand it. If anyone knows how to fix some broken hinges, my door's always open. What do you call a broken boomerang? My sister, because she never came back. Or at least she did after I didn’t need her... she kinda sucks a lot.