“She tried to stab me.” “It was pretty funny, actually.” “She would’ve ‘killed’ me too.” “Ha ha ha”

“Nonstop jokes during battle.” “I’m not even kidding.” “His puns were a real hit-or-miss” “Ha ha!” “Get it?” “…whatever”

“I think she was eight…? seven?” “She didn’t say.” “Funny how time flies when you’re corpse is rotting six feet under cold dirt.”

“I tried to coax her into going into the more busy part of the underground.” “She just kept hiding!” “Except from Gerson, which was kind of weird?” “I guess he had a more malleable presence.”

“Hey, didn’t one of your co-ambassadors say they had an uncle who went to Ebbot?” “ha.” “Guess I found him.”

“Sans managed to smuggle a small child through Hotlands under his ribs.” “Undyne would have found the kid if it weren’t for him.” “hm.” “Sans looked happier back then.”

“Wait, redacted?” “What, was my name too long or something?” “…’Name redacted due to witty comments’??” “What does that even mean?”

“Anyway, more about these losers…”

when don’t they talk about them?

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Hey um… Chara, i have an idea. Do you miss asriel? See if you can get frisk to do the thing that they did with you (absorbin’ souls) and have three smol children inhabit the alpha smol?

I’m not sure if I want to do that right now…

even if Frisk and I DID want to…I don’t think I’m ready to be a part of Asriel again…

all suited up and ready for brunch

((shh let them sleep))

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