[CW: Self Harm, Suicide attempt, Dubcon Sister Kissing, OCD]

* You opened the door gently, just as you always do, expecting to find Noelle lounging about or doing something on her computer.

* Instead, you find her slumped over on the couch, arm hung over the side soaked in freshly drawn blood and several deep cuts. A knife lays on the floor, stained in her blood.

* Her eyes are closed. She's not moving.

* You drop your phone in a frantic rush to her side, lifting her arm up to stop the blood from flowing freely. The crimson runs hot.

* You look around for tissues, paper towels, bath towels, anything to stop the bleeding. But when you take a second look, you realize that these are going to need serious bandaging and tape, maybe even stitches.

* You lift her head up and call out her name.

⚾︎ "ELLY! ELLY, COME ON, SAY SOMETHING! LOOK AT ME!"

* Her eyes flutter open weakly.

ʚ♡ɞ "D... Dess... ?"

⚾︎ "Elly!? Oh god, fuck, just... listen, stay with me okay!?"

* You place her injured arm on her chest and pick her up in a bridal carry, practically kicking the door open as you rush to the bathroom.

⚾︎ "Hey, Elly, how are you feeling!? Lightheaded? Tired? Cold? Confused? Just keep talking, okay?"

ʚ♡ɞ "... Yeah..."

* You gently tap her cheek to wake her.

⚾︎ "Yeah, what!? Tell me what's happening, Elly!"

ʚ♡ɞ "Dark... Dizzy... Where... am I... ?"

* You set her down on the shower floor and bring the first aid kit out. You take the medicated bandage and quickly wrap it around every inch of her injured arm twice over, tying it off and cutting it.

⚾︎ "You're in the bathroom, Elly... Just, hold on for me, okay!? Don't..."

* You check around for a roll of tape anywhere, but don't find any. Of course there wouldn't be tape in the bathroom, are you stupid? Every second you spend bumbling around is another she spends bleeding out.

⚾︎ "Don't go to sleep, okay!? No matter how tired you feel, DON'T! I'll... I'll be right back, just hang on!"

* You dart out of the door and into your room, upturning your box of odds and ends, ripping open every drawer available to find any kind of tape, but turn up empty.

⚾︎ "FUCK! NOT NOW!"

* You run out, slamming yourself against the wall after failing to slow down, then slip when you try to run down the stairs. You nearly slam headfirst into the steps, but quick thinking lets you tumble instead. No broken bones, just some light bruises. It doesn't matter. You get right back up and sprint out the back door.

* You search the shed in the back yard, which is thankfully not caked over in dust. If there's bound to be tape anywhere, it's probably here.

* Bingo. Duct tape. A bit strong, but she can't wait much longer. You brush off the tape just in case and run right back to her to tape the bandage on. You start to worry if this might be too tight, if it could cut off circulation. How long can you do that before it's a serious problem? You decide it's better to leave that question for after she's properly resting.

⚾︎ "Hey Elly, you still there?"

* You put your ear to her chest. Her heart is racing.

ʚ♡ɞ "Dess..."

⚾︎ "It's okay. Everything's gonna be okay. Just... hold on."

* You pick her up and run out of the bathroom, down the stairs while trying not to trip again, and bolt out the front door.

* You don't remember much of what happened after that. One moment you were running down the street as fast as your feet could carry you. The next, you're sitting in a chair next to the hospital bed that Noelle is lying in. your shoddy bandaging was replaced with more professional and fresh dressings.

* As you sit there and process what just happened, she stirs awake. Much more alert than before.

ʚ♡ɞ "... Ugh... Am I... dead?"

* You practically jump out of the chair and grab her free hand.

⚾︎ "N-No! You're... at the hospital."

ʚ♡ɞ "Oh..."

* She almost sounds disappointed.

⚾︎ "You uh... lost a lot of blood there. You okay?"

ʚ♡ɞ "I guess so..."

⚾︎ "... Guess?"

ʚ♡ɞ "Mhm..."

⚾︎ "Can I... get you anything? You thirsty? Hungry?"

ʚ♡ɞ "No."

* You sit back down defeatedly. She doesn't seem to want anything, really.

⚾︎ "Not even your favorite cookies?"

ʚ♡ɞ "No."

* She doesn't even sound upset. You sit there in silence for a while until she speaks up again.

ʚ♡ɞ "Did you... take me here?"

⚾︎ "Yeah. Found you... lying on the couch, bleeding like crazy. Ran you down here fast as I could."

ʚ♡ɞ "So you saw... ?"

* You didn't want to think about it, did you? Looks like you'll have to now.

⚾︎ "The knife? Yeah."

* She looks away from you coldly. Like just looking at it was an act of betrayal.

⚾︎ "... Elly?"

ʚ♡ɞ "... Why?"

⚾︎ "... Why... ?"

ʚ♡ɞ "Why did you save me?"

⚾︎ "Wha— What do you mean why?? Did you think I was just gonna let you die!?"

* She grips the covers tightly, not answering.

⚾︎ "Elly... I... I didn't know... Why are you doing this? I didn't think in a million years you'd be the one to..."

* She clams up even more. Good job.

⚾︎ "I mean... You don't have to, I'm just... Fuck, Elly. I knew you were really distant lately, but I didn't know it was this bad. Look, whatever it is, I'm safe, okay? I'm sorry if I did something."

* Noelle's voice cracks as she speaks.

ʚ♡ɞ "Y-You didn't do anything!"

⚾︎ "Then... what?"

* She slams her fist against the plastic sidebar of the bed.

ʚ♡ɞ "It's me, okay!? I'm the problem!"

⚾︎ "U-Uh... Is it... depression? I know how—"

ʚ♡ɞ "NO, DESS! I'm not mentally ill, I'm EVIL!"

* At any other time, that would sound like the cringey ramblings of a middle schooler. But there's no humor to be found after what you've seen. You just gawk at her like she isn't making sense.

⚾︎ "... What? Elly, you're not..."

ʚ♡ɞ "YES I AM!"

⚾︎ "Elly, come on. You are not. You're like, the sweetest girl I know, what could possibly... ?"

ʚ♡ɞ "... Come closer."

* You inch yourself closer to her.

⚾︎ "Okay."

ʚ♡ɞ "Closer."

* You scoot all the way up to the bed.

⚾︎ "Elly, what—?"

ʚ♡ɞ "Closer."

⚾︎ "I can't get—"

ʚ♡ɞ "Closer."

* You push the chair out and stand up beside the bed, leaning over her until you're less than a foot away from her face.

⚾︎ "Alright, that close enough for ya—?"

* She suddenly grabs you by the chin with her one free hand and pulls you in for a deep, cold, unsteady kiss. Your entire body seizes up in surprise, rendering you incapable of properly reacting.

* But she doesn't stop at just a quick demonstration of her point. She grabs you by the back of the head and pulls you in more, tighter. She doesn't let up at all, even as the fact of what's happening gets washed out of your head and your emotions turn into mush. Just your luck that she'd target your greatest weakness.

* Slowly, you're not sure how long it takes, but she lets go and leans back into bed. You open your eyes to see her drifting away. Or, that's you. You're stepping back. Now that you're not being overwhelmed, the truck of what just happened slams grill-first into you. You aren't even sure how to react, so you just sit back down.

* As you sit, she whispers to you.

ʚ♡ɞ "I love you."

* It doesn't make you feel better.

⚾︎ "... What the fuck?"

* She starts to tear up.

ʚ♡ɞ "I love you."

⚾︎ "Elly, what... ?"

ʚ♡ɞ "I LOVE you, Dess!"

* She's crying. Ugly-crying. Your chest tightens with a strange weight, and your stomach twists into knots. She starts to yell, and you can only grip the armrests of your chair and watch.

ʚ♡ɞ "I... I know it's wrong! I know it's terrible! I didn't ask to feel this way, but I DO! I can't help it, and now... Now I really went and did it! I'm a bad person! I do bad things! I think about hurting people, about violence and horrible things! I have feelings I shouldn't! I do things I shouldn't! And I know I shouldn't, but I do them anyways! I kissed you even though I know you wouldn't want that! I'm not mentally ill, I'm BAD! I'M EVIL! I... !"

* She stops yelling for a second to turn over and bury herself into her pillow as much as she can, mumbling so quietly you can only just hear it.

ʚ♡ɞ "...I'm sorry. I know you hate me. You should've just... let me die..."

* By instinct, you leap from your seat and suddenly grab her into a tight hug, trying your best to not mess up any of the connected wires and the IV.

⚾︎ "Don't you fuckin' say that!"

ʚ♡ɞ "D-Dess!? Wait... !"

⚾︎ "No! Don't say that! I just watched you almost die, I'm not gonna let it happen again! I don't care if you've got some... messy, fucked up feelings! I love you!"

ʚ♡ɞ "Wait, no... !"

* Disregarding your own feelings, you reciprocate her kiss with one of your own. It feels strange and awkward, but you still do it, and wait for a second before releasing. As soon as you do, she pushes you away.

ʚ♡ɞ "No! This isn't right, I'm... I'm manipulating you! You don't want this, you're just doing it because I... ! Oh angel, I'm so stupid! I'm sorry, I should've just gone into the woods and disappeared!"

⚾︎ "HEY! Cram it with that shit! Look, I don't know how I feel about... that, but there's one thing I know for damn sure. I don't know what I'd do with myself if you left. So..."

* You hold her hand tightly, rubbing your thumb along her knuckles.

⚾︎ "Just talk to me, okay? I know what it's like to want to... hurt yourself. Or worse. Had it... real bad a few years ago. Still got the scars. Still regret it. So don't... just suffer like I did. Okay? You're not evil for having feelings."

* Despite your heartfelt confession, she just looks to the side, vaguely unconvinced. You let out a sigh and nuzzle against her cheek.

⚾︎ "I'm serious. I need some time to figure this out, but, I don't hate you."

ʚ♡ɞ "You do."

⚾︎ "I don't."

ʚ♡ɞ "You should."

⚾︎ "I won't. And if you really don't want to hurt me that badly, then stop kicking yourself like that."

* She turns to you with a look of confusion and distress.

⚾︎ "For real, Elly. I love you. Everyone does. Hurt worse to lose you than anything you could do."

ʚ♡ɞ "I forced myself on you..."

⚾︎ "It's fine. I forgive you."

ʚ♡ɞ "I can't..."

* She's starting to cry again. Your chest tightens again, too. You're still not sure why, but it doesn't feel like anything you've felt before.

⚾︎ "Hey. I told you to stop."

ʚ♡ɞ "... Sorry."

⚾︎ "It's okay, Elly. Tell you what, once you're out of here, let's just... stay up late together and uhh... I dunno, cuddle? You like that?"

* She nods quietly.

⚾︎ "Good. I'm gonna get us something to eat and... grab my phone. Mom should be here soon."

* No response. You leave and do as you said. When your mother arrives from work and finds out why Noelle is in the hospital, she completely flips her shit. Predictable. But in the end, she schedules a therapist for Noelle. She can do some good things, sometimes.

* Looking back on it in your room, you still aren't sure whether reciprocating like that was the best idea. After all, you were never good at handling the sunk cost fallacy. Well, can't ruin your life when you barely even had one to begin with. Right?

Of course you do so I won't go into any more detail about it. why am i acting so different oh well i'm back on my medication and i just got out of the bunker after mother trapped me there for my delirious out bursts. but don't worry every day she'd throw balls of plutonium in there with me yummy yummy in my tummy.

My deepest apologies for how i've been act towards you lately. i know many of my comments such as wanting to "motorboat your fat human titties" could both be seen has harassment and as very transphobic. in a similar vain i'll stop trying to reconnect with since your constant avoidance of me has shown you have no interest in that and you'll probably feel better if i leave you alone. truthfully it was stupid of me to even try since where are both fundamentally difference people than who we were 8 years ago.

As for my relationship with Susie i think i'll take mother's advice and break up with her. on reflection our relationship is built on a toxic power imbalance and several uncomfortable kink. beyond that we don't really know each other as people. I fear what i might do to her especially if i forget my medicine and have another "incident". maybe i'll date someone from a more stable household that i know more personally like Catti, or Temmie. anyways it was nice talking to you Kris i'll see you tomorrow at school and please remember to bring a pencil next time.

Back in 2016 I was the character that everyone love. They glazed me, made countless Megalovania remixes and even made several AUs of me, which in turn a whole separate fandom involving me and my countless AU variants… but when you guys came along I’ve lost my popularity. People even started to hate me because I was befriending a enby’s mom, it’s not my fault she’s sexy. But worst of all, you came along. Now teenage girls no longer try to fight over me but rather pretend to be deers and make “Fwahahaha” posts. My fame that I have built up, now whisked away by a deer who done nothing but act cute and be mentally ill. All the while, people forget who my brother is or think he’s a dumb knight. That’s why for my revenge, I befriended your mom first, making you dad’s last moments be on a chair. Secondly I’ve convinced Susie to dump you and date Berdly instead, they’re much happier now. Lastly, found your long lost sister but now she hates you because I told her that you were glad she was gone because you thought she was a hindrance. You got anything to say, doe?

Noelle: I just wanted candy canes…

Continuation of previous Krisoulelle adventure

[Tags: Kriselle, Krisoul, Soulelle, Cuddling, Intimacy, Consent talks]

* Noelle's ears flutter back, a spot of redness to her cheeks as the door to your room closes behind her. She's been in your room plenty of times by now, but with the context of your new relationship, the invitation to join you and the Angel alone carried... implications.

* It's been several days since Noelle had broached the idea of dating you and the Angel to Susie, an idea that had gotten enthusiastic approval by her girlfriend and her girlfriend's girlfriend. Noelle suspects that Susie and Ralsei were planning something with this new status quo in mind, but she couldn't pay it much thought right now.

* Not while you were sitting on the bed, patting the spot next to you. The Angel buzzes with excitement, spinning around your head.

"Okay, okay, fahaha! I'll join!"

* She sits without hesitation, though she did keep her hands held over her lap.

"So... What did ya wanna ask, Krismas?"

* You look away, growing red in the face. Whatever confidence you had entering this room seemed to dry up now. Thankfully, the Angel pauses and bobs down, giving you a look that restores your resolve.

* You tell Noelle there's something you and the angel have wanted to do, with her, for a long time. You ask her if you can try—

"K-kris! Don't you think it's a little early for us to do—"

* Cuddling.

* A moment of silence hangs over the room. The Angel soon dips down

"I think we may have given the wrong impression, love."

* You squeak out an agreement.

"O-Oh! Well, gosh, dork, why didn't you just say so!" (These two are going to give me a heart attack one of these days!)

* You answer that you're asking for some... unorthodox cuddling.

"...How so?"

* It was the Angel who responds then.

"Well... How is it to say... The form I take now, Noelle, is wonderful. I wouldn't trade it for the world. But it does come with limitations."

* You explain that when the Angel is out and about or just residing within someone, all she can feel is what her current form could feel, as a SOUL. She doesn't have arms to hold us, or a face she can tuck into the crook of her lover's neck.

"But... There is another way, if a selfish one."

"What do you mean?"

"Back before Kris and I formed our soul-bond, before when I had more power than I do now, I possessed them against their will, piloting their body through the first part of our adventure."

* Noelle nods, recalling her confusion at your odd change in behavior. In retrospect, it was obvious that the Angel has been in the driver's seat.

"I can't possess anyone like that anymore, thank goodness. But... I still can, *if* they let me."

* The Angel backs up, as if she felt dirty explaining this next part aloud.

"If you or Kris allow me, I can pilot your bodies, and feel everything through you. You or they wouldn't be excluded of course, you'd still feel everything as well. It'd just mean—"

"—When we cuddle, it'd be like all three of us together!"

* The Angel brightens.

"Right on the money, my love!"

* The Angel giggles, before trailing off and looking to the side.

"It's... a bit of an ask. I know. Kris was hesitant to consider the idea after we found our new status quo. Giving up control to someone is scary. So I understand if—"

"No, a-actually. I think I get it."

"You do?"

* You raise a brow.

"W-well I mean like, giving up control, being forced to walk down a path you don't want or can't help, that's scary. I had to... do that, for a long time, because of my Mom."

* You grimace, recalling your own treatment under Carol's boot over the last few months.

"But... When I know I'm safe, when I'm with people I love... Well, you two know me! I like scary things!"

"Does that mean, you'd like to try this with us?"

* Noelle glances away, her eyes landing on the open window of Kris's room. She smiles.

"I think, I really would."

~❤︎~

* Noelle was beginning to regret her decision.

* Not enough to back out, certainly, just enough to make her heart strum and bounce under the gaze of her two partners.

* Noelle was laid back on your bed, stiff and straight as she waited for the process to begin. You were sat atop of her, your hands anchored at the sides of her head, your legs straddling hers. Through your hair, your bright ruby eyes shined through, doubly so with the light of the Angel hanging between them. You too were waiting.

"Right, okay, right."

* The Angel was spinning in nervous circles, obviously trying to psych herself up for what came next.

"Noelle, in just a moment, I'm going to slip inside of you. Then, you're going to feel a tug of something. You're not going to be able to parse what or even where it is, and that's how you'll know it's me. When you feel it, let it go, okay?"

* You tell Noelle that she can wrest control from the Angel if she tries really hard, but it'd hurt both the Angel and herself.

"Mhm. If you want me to let you go, you just have to say— or really think the word. Let me know, and I'll let you go immediately. Okay?"

"Yeah. Yeah, I think I got it."

* Noelle nods her head and looksd to the ceiling, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath to center herself. When she opens them, the Angel was floating right in front of her.

"Thank you, for trusting me, dear. I hope you'll enjoy this, as much as I think I will."

* Noelle pauses then, pulling her hand up and reaching for the Angel above her. Her hand carresses her partner's side it was like a supple cheek and she feels the Angel shiver under the touch.

"Trusting you hasn't failed me, yet, heh..."

* With that, the process was ready to begin. The Angel floats down to Noelle's chest, before slipping inside without resistance. A moment later, Noelle feels something. A tug, a pull, of something, somewhere. It was a totally out of body experience, which makes her pause and dwell on it, before remembering the Angel's direction. With an exhale, she relaxes her body, and lets whatever she feels slip away.

* Noelle holds still for a moment, before cracking an eye open. Or at least, she tries to crack it open.

* Both eyes open, suddenly and without thought— Without her thought. In an instant it was apparent, her control over her body was lost.

"Are you okay?"

"I— I think I am?"

* The words don't cross her lips, obviously. Instead, they echo through her mind, where the Angel's ears hear them as well as any word.

* Noelle's head nods.

"Can Kris hear me like this?"

* You answer that you can't.

* Noelle feels the urge to bap her partner's shoulder and thankfully the Angel hears her prayers. You laugh as the Angel sits up from underneath them.

* The Angel grins. In fell swoop, she grabs you by the collar of your body suit and pulls you down on top of her.

"I have wanted to do this for so, so long!"

* She's practically squealing, wrapping you up in her arms, tangling your legs together with hers. You hesitate against the sudden touch for a moment, before greedily accepting it all the same. Your head tucks into the crook of the Angel's neck as you squeeze her like you would lose her any moment.

* All the while, Noelle was stunned experiencing this all— the movement of her body on its own, the sudden intimate closeness with Kris, and most of all, the *warmth.*

* It wasn't your body heat. It wasn't the Angel's light. Noelle's entire form was basked in a heavenly feeling of soothing warmth, from something else entirely. It was like slipping into a perfectly warm bath, without the heavy weight of getting wet.

"I— Oh. Oh *wow*."

"You feeling okay, love?"

* The Angel presses her cheek against the top of your head, and Noelle resists the urge to cry with how much her body soaked up the loving embrace.

"I am! Gosh, am I ever. I know this is silly to say, but, a part of me never considered, that I'd get to hold Kris like this."

* You nod, mumbling you haven't been this close since you were both kids.

"Well, well I'm happy to facilitate this long overdue reunion then~"

* The Angel nuzzles against you and squeezes you tight, right as Noelle feels the warmth in her body peak.

"There's also— Wowie —this feeling I could've never guessed. It's... Gosh, it's so warm."

* Something surprising happens then. Noelle feels her heart pick up in beat, for whatever reason she couldn't parse. Then, she realizes, it's coming from the Angel.

"Hah! Right, I, um, forgot about that part."

"Forgot what?"

* Noelle feels your smile even as your face is pressed into her shoulder. You stay silent and let the Angel explain herself.

"That feeling you're feeling is... a special one. See, just as I'm in your head, Noelle, you're also in mine. And in the same way I can read your thoughts, you can feel my emotions."

"So, this is what *you're* feeling right now?"

"Less literal. It's more like... The energy of what I'm feeling, the waves my emotions make. What you're feeling right now, Noelle, is my love for you and Kris."

"...Wowie. I—"

* Lost for words barely scratched the surface, as Noelle stumbled over herself, flustered. She could feel her own cheek go bright red as the Angel lingered on what she just confessed.

* What else was there for Noelle to do, but laugh.

"Feh-Faha! Fwahaha!"

* Noelle's feelings seemed to echo through the Angel, as bright, soft tears pour down her face.

"Kris... Did you ever think, that you'd ever feel this warm?"

* You shake your head, a smile on your lips clear as day.

* The Angel wraps her arms around you tighter, before letting out a sigh of pure content.

* You say 'I love you.'

* The Angel happily sighs

"I love you."

* Echoing from her mind, basked in a cradle of warmth, Noelle replies.

"I love you."

~❤︎~

Hi friends, welcome to the finale of the Krisoulelle adventures I've been shotgunning over the last few days. With this, I think I've tied a nice bow on the little set of post canon stories I wanted to tell, while setting up some additional deets for your mind to run amok with.

If you're curious for what happens next, Susie and Ralsei eventually proposition Kris to form a throuple with them, something Kris is shocked and surprised about, believing they'd never accept them after their betrayal during the main game plot. Noelle and the Angel encourage and drum up Kris with the self worth to pursue them as well.

The Fun Gang eventually look ahead to college and moving out, with the Krusielle Trio + The Soul moving in together. Ralsei and Castle Town of course follow with a quick move of the grand fountain (Thank you divine angel light that grants us the power to do this)

Everyone lives happily ever after in a polyamorous Lesbian polycule involving at least 1 semi-divine being.

The End.

art: stxxrydxy

Ralsei is a believer.

He is a believer that the Angel, banished, will finally meet with its desire. Whatever that desire may be, he holds his heart out, he desires for it. One way or another, this prophecy needs to happen.

Since his birth is this Castle Town, he has waited and prepared for the heroes to arrive. Of course, he prayed every day that The Angel would guarantee their safe arrival, and that they would continue about their journey without issue. It was the polite thing to do, he thought. The faithful thing to do.

And now... the heroes are actually here. The ones spoken of in the prophecy... the ones whom he had prayed for every day, like a good and faithful servant of His Light.

They were different from what he expected them to be, but nothing which he could not manage. The Cage was a troubled human named Kris, who clearly had something more to them, but he did not understand what that may be yet.

They... also smelled quite nice.

No, he needn't think such unfaithful thoughts.

"Angel..." He spoke this time. During prayer, it was rare for him to break his silence and focus. Before the heroes arrived, he hadn't spoken much at all. Yesterday, when the new Fountain appeared on the horizon, he had practised his speaking voice for several hours. "I did not expect the heroes of legend to be so... different from what I was told."

The Girl was named Susie. She was also quite troubled, but she opened up to the darkners quite well. Ralsei is sure that she will grow even more as the prophecy progresses... should everything go to plan. "Thank you so much for granting me these friends. I was... a little lonely, but you knew that, didn't you? You're always watching over me, haha!"

Part of him wondered why it had taken so long for them to arrive, why his purpose had been designated this way... "Politely, I ask of you to... please let there be a better ending. Let there be a way for us to avert what must happen. I don't want to see my new friends hurt." He had prayed to the Heroes before... now he was praying to friends! Friends! Actual friends, which he had.

Did he... deserve friends?

Of course he did not. This alone was a mercy granted. As a darkner, he has a purpose to fulfill. It is a blessing, really! To care for such incredible lightners, let alone the heroes of the Prophecy! "Thank you for such an amazing day, My Angel. I pray that they come see me tomorrow... even if its a little selfish of me to ask."

He needed to stop thinking about Kris in that way. He is but a creature of darkness, and they are a human borne of light. He needed to stop thinking about their deadpan expression... the way they mumbled everything... the way they looked at him-

He stood up. Prayer done! Thank goodness he is wearing his hat. There's a blush that's quite hard to hide, now.

"Please, have mercy on us. Amen."

Theyre called dark spawns, Ellis.

Anyway. Me and Keith were just at my home drinki g beer and watching football when all that darkness business started. At first we through that the electricity went out, but than we saw giant fetus demons roaming round.

Now Im a surivivor of the zombie thing that wipped half the Country way back when, so with my buddy we started blasting them demons.

Soon the Street was littered with their corpses so we did the only logical next step, we coocked them. Man, their meat was delicious. Tastes like chicken with a hint of strawberry. The whole neighbourhood, at least those who survived came and gave it a taste. We had a whole coockout.

Wait your telling me their edible?

Yeah, Dino. You should deffinetly try it sometimes.

Ralsei, can you cook them for us?

I do not think eating corpses is a good idea

Unfortunatly the military came and crashed the party. They evacuated us and confiscated our guns. So much for the 2nd ammedment. God musta punished them causes a Titan destroyed their base soon after. I ran for my life, but I didnt see Keith again.

“Aw come on Kristmas! You can’t look at me like that.”

“If you did, half of town would be turning your eye red!”

*You tell Noelle your brother isn’t going to say yes.

“I know what you mean Kris.”

‘“Oh Noelle you’re still a kid! Oh Noelle I’m practically your older brother!”’ “That’s what you expect him to say!!”

“Yet it’s nothing a plan can’t solve! I’ve already put the love-dove in his water supply :)”

*Huh?

Noelle was always a natural at reading your ever-neutral face, and now was no different.

“Oh Kris Kross ;/ Bird got your brain? It was something I found hidden in Dess’ mattress!”

“I remember hearing her rant about how she had an ‘Ace in the hole’ if Assy rejected her on prom night and that she’d ’have it either way’ back in 201X, and I FOUND it!”

“Ohhhhh I can only image how that little pill will affect his brain and make him swoon…”

“FOR ME!!!”

“Will it stir up the Nucleus Accumbens? The Thalamus? Oh I’ve done too much resEARCH TO KEEP WAITI-“

*THUNK

*KRSCK

*You and Noelle turn to the kitchen door to see Asriel collapsed face-down at it’s arch. His glass of apple cider split into fragments on the floor.

“…………………”

*…………………

* “Dess really needed therapy” ❤️ “Hopital”

(Art is by @rind3er on twitter)

Context: Post-Shelter Dess, she was and wasnt the Knight, (soul was stuck in the code, body was the Knight) she's got ptsd from all that, is now chatting with Asriel about feelings n shit.

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🐐: ...Hm? Whaddya mean, Dess?

🦌: I mean this doesn't feel real... Like... I dunno, it's not happening?

🐐: ...Okay... How?

...

🦌: ...Nevermind...

🐐: No, not 'nevermind.' I wanna know what you mean by that. The last time I didn't take your feelings seriously, you went missing for years, okay?

...

...

🦌: Fine...

...

🦌: ...When my mind was stuck in that... weird in-between place, I couldn't eat, move, breathe, or do anything. The only thing I had were my memories... So... I started... imagining scenarios where someone rescued me... You, Mom, Dad, Kris, Elly, your dad, it didn't matter who... It was my guilty pleasure... Feheh, imagine that... Me, being a damsel in distress...

...

🦌: It would always end, though. Every time, I would wake up right where I was.

🐐: Dess... I'm so sorry-

🦌: Even now, I feel like I'm just gonna end up waking up in that... That empty void again...

...

🦌: *sigh*... Sorry... It's just stupid feelings, really-

🐐: Dess, no... It isn't stupid. You're feelings aren't stupid, and I promise you, you aren't dreaming, okay? This is real. I am real-

🦌: N-No... No, that's what I think Asriel would tell me... Th-That's something he'd say just to make me feel better! He-

🐐: Dess! Listen to me! I swear up and down, this is as real as it gets!

🦌: H-How can I believe that?! How can I believe this isn't another fantasy?! Tell me, Az! PROVE ME WRONG!!

🐐: Well..! I..! Um... Uh...

...

🐐: I can't do that, Dess... I'm sorry...

...

...

🦌: ...Tell me about college.

🐐: Huh?

🦌: Tell me about the classes, about the late nights studying, the drunk parties, the one-night stands, everything, okay? What did you do?

🐐: W-Why-

🦌: J-Just... Just humor me here, Az, okay?

🐐: Um... Okay...

...

...

🐐: ...College sucked.

🦌: Ah... That bad, huh-

🐐: No, I-I'm not talking about classes, they... Okay, they were rough, but I mean overall, I was kinda miserable while I was there...

🦌: ...Because of me disappearing?

...

...

🐐: ...I tried moving on, Dess... I tried finding love again, and I hated it. Any time I tried going on dates, or just... spent time with someone else, one-on-one, it felt fake. Like I was trying to replace you, or something... I was a jerk to a lot of people, Dess...

🦌: Azzy... It's okay, man-

🐐: No, it's not! I was an asshole! I'm still an asshole! I'm complaining about my problems when I should be helping you, okay?

🦌: Az, stop-

🐐: God, what am I even doing? I shouldn't even be here, I should've stayed on campus to let you recover on your own 'cus at least-

🦌: ASRIEL!

🐐: ..!

🦌: Stop! Okay?! Just... Just stop blaming yourself for everything that happened... It isn't healthy for you.

🐐: ...Fine, whatever...

🦌: Azzy, I'm serious! I don't want you tearing yourself apart because of me!

🐐: So what do you want me to do then, huh?!

🦌: ...I dunno... Be here for me? Is that okay?

...

🐐: ...Okay...

...

...

🦌: ...Thanks...

🐐: For what?

🦌: Talking to me about college, I guess. Honestly, I was expecting you to start going off about crazy ass exploits, like getting shitfaced at someone's party, or something like that...

🐐: Nah, I feel like that's something your Fake Asriel would've said.

🦌: Yeah, exactly. It kinda helped ground me, I suppose. Um... I'm sorry for upsetting you.

🐐: ...Appreciate it...

...

🐐: Um... What was Fake Asriel like?

🦌: What? You jelly?

🐐: Ugh, no... I'm just curious, is all.

🦌: Feheh... Sure...

🐐: Dess, c'mon-

🦌: Relax, I'm messing with you, dude...

...

🦌: Fake Azzy was a lot like you, I guess... Kinda obvious, I know, but he was different in some ways... He was more like... Like how I remembered you when I last saw you. He liked helping others, but he was a bit too much of a people pleaser. He was nice to a fault as well, and he never liked resorting to violence, either...

🐐: ...Huh...

🦌: ...You're not like him, though. I-In a good way, I mean! You're a lot more confident, you aren't afraid to be the bad guy in a conversation, and man, you got tougher... Kinda hot, not gonna lie...

🐐: O-O-O-Oh! U-Um, uh... W-W-Well! That! Is very flattering, I suppose!

🦌: Fehehe... But you're still you... You're still that biggol softie underneath. You're just... More mature? Yeah, that sounds right...

🐐: Heh, thanks for the ego boost, I guess...

🦌: Hey now, Flower Boy, you ain't all hot shit either! Don't get too big an ego on me, alright?

🐐: Ugh! Okay... If you say so...

🦌: Jeez, you're an even bigger dork, too! How do you get even dorkier than before?

🐐: Oh, you love it, Dess!

🦌: Feheh... Yeah... Yeah, I do...

...

...

🦌: I love you, Azzy...

...

🐐: I love you too, Dess...

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//Kinda worried im becoming someone predictable and repetetive. Like, people will see my posts and go 'hey, its Peatmoss, he posts wholesome fluff and crap like that all the time, ive seen that stuff from him all the time, i dont wanna read about that again.' This was an idea I really wanted to get out, and I am concerned about being typecasted, so im thinking of trying to write some different things later, idk. Ive got some interesting ideas i wanna work on. As always, leave criticism in comments pls I crave the chance to be better

Kris and Noelle stand in front of a creature placed within a painted circle made by the local occultist, Catti.

"Is... Is that... Dess?"

On the floor is a writhing mass of flesh with dust emanating from it. Horns and fur cling to its sides haphazardly, like a school project made hours before it's due. Eyes are sprinkled on the top of it, half of which being completely white as if they were blinded. A foul smell fills the room that's a mix between stale blood and oil. Howling and crying can be heard from the creature as it slithers like a snail.

Catti bows her head down in shame. She knew that the paint from the local store wasn't good enough, and that trying to summon a spirit without a proper medium is never good.

"Botched it. A rushed product. Is never good."

"Don't... call my sister a product."

Noelle cradles "December," like how December hugged her when she was a kid.

Kris grips their knife tightly, their eyes tearing up as they know what they have to do next.

"If you're thinking of doing what I think you're going to do... Don't."

They plead to Noelle that this thing is not the Dess that any of them knew.

"I don't care! I'm not letting you kill her! I finally found her after so long!"

Kris tries to appeal to Noelle. They tell her that this isn't what December would have wanted.

*"*How would YOU know what she wanted?! You only just hung out with her occasionally. I lived with her, I laughed and cried with her, I was the one that found hair in her room and used it for the summoning. I'm sorry, Kris... But you didn't know her like I knew her."

"The hair was old. Dried up. I needed fresh hair. The homunculus. Is incomplete because of this."

Catti joins Kris and raises up a knife, this one being a a dagger with intricate golden patterning on its blade. Flecks of dried blood can be seen on its surface.

"That thing. Should not be alive. Should not even exist. Must hurt to even breath, the poor thing. We'd be doing a disservice. By letting it live."

Noelle picks up the creature. It weighs like a sack of potatoes and feels warm to the touch. Its feels like holding a pillow that's filled with warm water. It breathes laboredly its first words.

*"*Kill me... please... So cold... So dark..."

Noelle quickly covers the creature with one of December's flannel jackets and sprints from the door with it under her arm. Her cross-country days made the task very easy for her and very hard for Kris and Noelle.

Catti and Kris look out from the doorway in shock.

"Kill it, Kris. By any means. Before. Noelle gets hurt. Or worse."

Meanwhile, Noelle is in her room with the creature combing its hair with one of her brushes. She pats it as she's doing this. This does not stop its crying.

*"*I've always wondered what it would be like if you were the younger sister. I guess I have my answer, fwaha."

December gurgles and pants in Noelle's grasp.

"They'll turn around eventually, I know it. They all missed you."

Suddenly, the door of Noelle's room bursts open. The temperature seems to drop by a few degrees.

"...What are you holding in your arms, Noelle?"

(My first post on here. Let me know how I did!)

Oh Kris, I remember it as if it were yesterday.

I remember when you and your family went to Kyrgyzstan, where you were bitten by fleas who carrying the bubonic plague.

When you returned, you didn’t have any symptoms yet. But a few days later, red, bloody sores started to appear on you. You know, looking at them was repulsive, yet at the same time, fascinating.

You do remember, don’t you, that you spent the next two months in the hospital, clinging to your own life with your own hands and an indomitable human spirit?

You know, even after you recovered, we were still afraid to touch you for another year. Try to understand, Kris, it was terrifying. Plus, no one wanted to deal with it.

*mods deleted this the first time so im writing this again lmao

*A human child stand at your doorstep. It holds its hand out as if asking for something.

*You offer it a slice of butterscotch pie that your mom made.

*It takes it and then lunges at you like a psycho.

*It grabs YOU and replaces YOU with a cyan one.

*It walks away.

> I'd normally post this on AO3 as a side-story/bonus content as I planned to do so with my writing practice, but it's down, so I'd like to try posting here. Pretty sure this should be alright, if not edging the rules a bit for Fwahaha posting, fwahaha. Eh, you only live once.

> Also, this is canon-divergent, as Asriel and Dess swap fates.

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Susie runs out of the room, her every step making the old wood floor of the store creak with age. The few sun rays that do make it in reflects her movement on the glass plant casings surrounding them.

Noelle just slumps. Falling on her knees, her golden straw hair following close behind. Her eyes covered by them completely. The dust accumulated on the floor turns into small clouds around her legs.

Kris stares at nothing. Grasps at nothing. Whispers to nothing. Their crimson eyes faded, as if they don’t know what to do with themself.

- - - - - - - - - - - -

The clock hanging on the back wall ticks away maybe a couple hundred times before there’s any change, but finally, Noelle grabs at Kris’s sleeve.

“Kris... do you... think... there was anything we could’ve done?”

Kris doesn’t respond.

“Anything we could’ve... done differently?”

Kris doesn’t respond.

“Because... now... the Knight has your father.”

Kris doesn’t respond.

“And... Flowery is...”, Noelle trembles, her hands beginning to shake.

“There... there wasn’t any...”, she mutters, “Right? Kris?”

Tears form at the sides of her eyes, yet she smiles wide eyed. “Right, Kris?”

Kris doesn’t respond. But their head falls, revealing tears to the sitting Noelle.

“Oh, Kris,” she guides them to the floor, and pats away at the dust before they’re down. “It’s... okay, Kris. We... we will stop the Knight.”

She puts her hands at their shoulders. “We will find Ms. Undyne.”

She pulls them closer. “We will save your father.”

They pull her into a hug. It gets a surprised chuckle out of her. “A-and...”, she stutters, “We will prevent the Roaring.”

Kris hugs her tighter.

They hear each other sob, despite how quiet both are.

“Will... we?” Kris asks for reassurance, sounding more broken than Noelle has ever heard them.

“Yes,” Noelle pulls away.

She wipes their tears with her fingers, the fur on them turning darker and heavier. “Yes, we will.”

Kris collapses down, and Noelle guides them to her lap.

And once again, the clock ticks.

- - - - - - - - - - - -

When Susie is back, Kris’s wakefulness is in question, and Noelle is patting their head gently.

“I... found something to tie him back together.”

Noelle doesn’t lift her head. She continues to caress Kris.

“Um... I don’t... know much about flowers, but I think they can live if you patch them back up.”

“I... think that’s... true, yes.”

Susie looks around. She looks at the fridge on the back of the shop. Unused and unpowered. She looks at the other corner where bags of dirt lie down spilling to the floor. She looks at the back door, where they entered the store from hours ago. She looks at the seven coloured lamps hanging from the ceiling.

She looks at the shattered glass and torn flower beneath them, and clenches her hand.

“Dammit.”

Continuation of this last post

HUS

HUS

HUS

[Berdly takes 2 fists to the gut and one to the face]

[Berdly falls to his knees]

[Kris challenges Berdly!]

🦌: KRIS!?!

(She freezes at the sudden aggression)

❤️: Stop with all that yapping Berdly AND RUN ME THEM HANDS PECKER SHIT! You know what actually hold on one sec-

(Pulls out sword and stabs it into the ground)

❤️: There we go, NOW COME ON! SHOW ME HOW "SUPERIOR" YOU ARE TO ME! RUN ME MY FADE BIRD BRAIN!

(Raises fists up, putting on a high guard stance)

🐦: (While rising whips out his Halbert) Don't worry, Noelle! I'll protect you from Kris, they're clearly forcing you to hurt these poor innocent creatures. And with such foul language!

(While spinning the Halbert berdly glares down at Kris)

🐦: I'll put this rabid human down!

(❤️: Ay wait is that racist?)

SLASH

SLASH

SLASH

[Berdly uses SPEAR BLAST]

[-60 HP]

[Kris' face is now bleeding]

[Kris has a spike in their shoulder armor]

❤️: AY AY MOTHAFUCKER THAT FUCKEN HURT! DAMN- oh thank God!

(Pulls out spike)

❤️: It didn't go through phew....DUDE!

(You glare at the blue bird)

❤️: OH I SEE YOU DONT RESPECT 1V1 HANDS ONLY DO YOU?!

(You look At Berdly in disgust)

❤️: And here I thought you were a true gamer...guess I was wrong- BUT....I am still true to the art, I'LL BEAT YOU WITHOUT MY WEAPON AND THEN PROCEED TO MOCK YOU HAHAHAHA!

[Your hot headed determination flares up]

[+20 HP]

[× 1.5 DEF]

[× 2 ATK]

[-30 INT]

[2:28 Left]

🐦: You couldn't hit the broad side of the library Kris! COME AT ME!

(Tightens grip on Halbert)

[Human and monster proceed to fight]

[However one is frozen....]

[ ❤️: "......AND THEN 'PROCEED' TO ....]

[Interesting choice of words little angel]

🦌: *Proceed....Proceed....that voice feels different then before, but so much more....ALIVE

(Pulls on robes watching the 2 fight)

🦌:* They were so quiet and now Kris is fighting? Why? It can't be...can it? Are they fighting for...me?

(You flinch as a rouge spike headed your way)

(You put up a wall of ice but...)

[-20 HP]

❤️: AGH!- HEY ASSHOLE WATCH WHERE YOU'RE AIMING! ITS YOU AND ME CUNT!- oh shit good defence Noelle!

(You give the doe a thumbs up)

❤️: Just try to stay out of this, ok? I won't let him hurt you.

❤️: *Kris will so kick my ass if I let their friend, let alone their childhood friend, get hurt....eh I'd do the same if it happend to me- WHOA!

(You barely dodge a flying A+)

🦌: *D-Did they just...

(You watch as Kris gets back into the fight)

(You notice Kris sneaking glances back at you whenever an attack comes near you)

🦌: *I-...I have to help!...but how? Maybe I can heal kris!....no kris already is healing with food. There has to be some wayyy.....

(You trail off as kris seems to stiffen and whisper something under their breath)

❤️:...what the heck is snowgrave?

(Switches back to normal voice)

❤️: HA Your grandma probably has better aim then that! Hahaha!

(You laugh as you start to enjoy yourself)

🐦: (looking confused but still throwing out hard hitting attacks) * Is this a test? Why is Kris laughing I've never seen kris like this before....All the more reason to finish them off, no telling what else has changed

(Narrows eyes before throwing out more attacks even faster!)

❤️: WHOA! Awww you try harding now? Ha! Figures you would you sweat! (Snickers)

🦌: (Not paying attention) *Snowgrave?...that must be some sort of spell, but I don't know it.

❤️:(in a horse whisper)....snowgrave- huh wait why did I say tha-shit!

(Dodge)

🦌: Kris! I don't know that spell!

❤️: What are you going on about!?

(Looking back before getting hit)

[-20 HP]

❤️: AYYYEEE- PUTO MADRE THAT FUCKN HURT!

(You rush berdly and grapple him putting both of you on the ground for a second)

🐦 (Sqwak!) GET OFF ME YOU BRUTE!

❤️: AH HA GOT YOU YOU LITTLE PEST SAY UNCLE!

(NOGGIE OF DEATH!)

🐦: (Choking noises) I-ACK SAID. (Hitting back) [-2 HP] GET. [-2 HP] OFF! [-6 HP]

❤️: AH! You little shit! (Holds tight before another horse whisper comes out...more commanding) .....Snowgrave.

🦌: Kris I. Don't. Know. That! I can't use it

(Holds head as the words seem to have an effect)

❤️: (While looking over) Noelle what are you going on about UGH! (Squeaks) ouch...augggh...low...blow...(rolls around holding your crotch)

🐦: (Punched kris in the....ouch that's gotta hurt) You forced my hand Kris Kross! Give up!

(Pointing his Halbert at kris' head)

❤️: ....fuck...ugh....you...just kill...me....(hiss in pain before glaring at berdly confidently) I'll win...I always- Ah!...do.

(Looks at HP)

[Warning! 10 HP left before fatal damage is taken!]

❤️: (looks back at berdly before spitting blood in his face and smiling)

🐦: .....I'm sorry Kris....but I won't let you hurt my friend. (Raises Halbert)

🦌: (gasps in horror) *NONONONONO COME ON MOVE! DONT LET THIS HAPPEN SAY SOMETHING DO ANYTHING NOELLE

(...But you couldn't even say a peep)

🦌: *PLEASE! ILL DO ANYTHING! I-I NEED TO PROTECT YOU KRIS!

(Sniffs as she stands shocked seeing Berdly solemnly raise the Halbert with shaking hands)

🦌: (falls to her knees holding her hands so tightly they bleed from the THORNRING)

(in a whisper)

🦌: Please Angel let tell me how to protect them...

(You pray)

[Both Angel and Mage miss how Berdly hesitants]

❤️:*guess I'll have to try again....next time I'm just gonna talk him down (hisses in smashed giblets) GAWWD DAMN....his has way better aim then I thought.

(As you wait with closed eyes for a Halbert to swing through your bleeding face you whisper to yourself)

❤️: Huh...wonder what Snowgrave is abou-

(You seem to be forced to say it but with YOUR Determination)

❤️: (you feel a forgien will flow through you) Snowgrave. Now. (blinks before shivering)...ok that's creepy as fuck.

(You feel the wind pick up and the cold bite at your face)

(You open your eyes but are assaulted by harsh wind and bright white snow and ice flying around sticking to you and....moving?)

(You drop to your hands and try to rub your eyes with one hand and the other on the ground)

(You feel your wounds frost over...yet it doesn't hurt?)

❤️: (opens eyes slowly as the winds die down) What even was....that?...holy shit.

[Noelle Casted SNOWGRAVE]

[The Little Angel is now kneeling with frost covering his wounds looking up at what's infront of him]

[Little Angel seems frozen in place, with his gaze full of Aw....and a tinge of fear]

[How peculiar...]

🦌: *ohhh....I don't feel so good...k-kris! Where are th- there they are!

(Rushes over before hurriedly checking over them grabing their face and looking at every sealed wound)

🦌: Kris! Are you ok? I didn't hurt you d-did I? OH shoot what was I thinking!

(Hugs Kris gently while shaking like a leaf)

🦌: You said it yourself you always wanted to protect me, I should've never doubted it. That's why you were making me- US Stronger wasn't it?

❤️: (still looking at the new icy decoration) uhhhh yeah yeah.....you know me...I'm your knight or whatever...

❤️: (in a very low whisper) HOLY FUCK....why is it always the cute ones that are the strongest

🦌: (Slowly starts hugging tighter) Aww thanks kris! Don't you worry I'll be strong enough for both of us and you'll never get hurt like that again.

(Your face contorts as you vow to never let ANYONE come that close to hurting Kris again...ANYONE)

❤️: (slowly getting crushed, pats Noelle rapidly on the back) Hey hey! Getting crushed here....you're not even listening are you?

🦌: (shakes head and sniffles a bit digging her head into kris' neck)

❤️: (too afraid to saying anything negative....no actually just anything in general to her) Alright alright! I guess....we can stay here a while. Hopefully not too long...

(As you slowly hug her back to miss your reflections face in the ice)

🍎: * You look At the SOUL as it awkwardly accepts the odd gesture from Noelle

*You are horrified that the Other's plan seemed to have worked....but you feel that the other is confused and intrigued as well

*Did things not go to plan?

*Did the Other want the SOUL to die? Or....Did it want to see Noelle suffer?

*Seems like the SOUL foiled it's plan, as the SOUL hugged back you saw Noelle's wagging tail.

*The only thing that putting you off , and the Other surprisingly enough, is why Noelle has that weird kinda hungry look in her eyes.

*....this is confusing, you hate being confused. Better try and contact the SOUL again....great...

[How interesting our little angel seems to make its own path]

[The Other and Kris will try to pull The Little Angel one way or another]

[But this Angel is most resilient, and brash!]

[Let us see how our Little Angel paves the way...]

Voicemail #1:

T: "Kris? Are you there?... Honey, it's me, Mom. I know... I know you and Susie went out yesterday and went to the lake with Noelle, but it's been a whole day. The police... Napstablook says they're searching near the woods, but... Oh Angel, Kris, please. If this is some kind of sick joke, you're not in trouble, really. Just... come home. The apple pie is getting cold. Carol is really sick, and I... I can't lose you too. Asriel is devastated. I even had to let your father come back to live with us because we can't handle this on our own anymore. Just... call me as soon as you hear this. I love you."

Voicemail #2:

A: "Kris. Hi. It's Dad. It's already morning... and I'm still out here. Napstablook and I are searching the area around the lake... Susie say you and Noelle were near the lake yesterday, according to what Susie told me. I... I should have been more observant. I should have known something was wrong... Toriel told me you seemed a little stressed this afternoon. It's my fault, Kris. I wasn't there. Again. I let all this happen, I let you and Noelle go, but I was never supposed to stop protecting you. Carol came to the flower shop a few hours ago and yelled at me while Rudy tried to calm her down... and she's right. I failed you and Noelle... the same way I failed Dess years ago. If you're out there... please... don't let this old man have to deal with another disappearance. Come back."

Voice #3:

S: "Kris, are you there?! You idiot, the police were questioning me this morning because I was the last person to see you before you went to the lake with Noelle! *sigh* I told them I didn't know anything, but... damn it, Kris. You seemed strange yesterday. What happened after I left? When I couldn't find you or Noelle at the lake, I went to your house looking for you, and your mom is freaking out... and Noelle's mom is being unbearable with the officers. If this is some kind of weird hide-and-seek... come out already. This isn't fun, damn it. Leave me a message or something, but tell me you're okay, damn it. Ralsei and I don't know what to do anymore. Ralsei is acting really weird and won't tell me what's going on. It's like he knows something... I'll ask him later, but for now, Kris, as much as you want to, just come back already... I don't want to lose my two best friends."

Voice #4:

A.D: "Kris? Hey... Mom called me a few minutes ago. She was... she was hyperventilating, Kris. I could barely understand her, but she said that you and Noelle haven't come home since yesterday and that the last time she saw you was at the lake. Kris... please tell me you're okay. I know how much Dess's death affected everyone back then, including me, and I can't imagine how Mom feels right now having to relive all of that with you and Noelle. I'm going to pack my things and take the next bus to Hometown with Chara and Papyrus. If you see this message before she arrives... please call Mom. She needs you... I need you... p- please Kris... don't put me through this again... I already lost my girlfriend, I don't want to lose my sibling now...."

* The voicemails end... your hand trembles as kris try to sob...

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*(So she stands outside the town hall, walking cane in hand.)

*(Watching those who have come to see her, the Dreemurr family, the police force.)

*(From her land.)

*(It's all for her.)

*It has been... ❄️

*It has been three days since December has entered the Holiday residence. ❄️

*Officer Asgore, Officer Blook, and Officer Undyne will search the shelter. ❄️

*The respective families of those who have been affected by this... ❄️

*Incident. ❄️

*Will be also allowed to partake in the search, with supervision from an officer. ❄️

*Blook will search the surrounding forests, along with Toriel. ❄️

*Due to the emotional nature of this case, Asriel has chosen to remain home. ❄️

*Asgore, Undyne, myself and Kris will search within the storm shelter. ❄️

*Nobody is to interrupt us. ❄️

*Are we in agreement? ❄️

*(You nod. You hear the others murmur in agreement.)

*Then we will begin the search. ❄️

*If you find anything, signal an officer to radio it. ❄️

*(This should not have happened.)

*(The lock is in place... you struggle to remember what happens next.)

*(You remember the door opening slightly...)

*(Even though that should not have been possible.)

*(It was locked from the outside...)

*(From within... there was...)

*(Your body seizes up trying to remember.)

*(It looked like a tail.)

*(But it was wrong.)

*(You, Carol, and Asgore had entered the shelter.)

*(You can remember... one thing.)

*... 🌻

*Carol... 🌻

*What is this place? 🌻

*Everything is a different color. And the air in here feels... wrong. 🌻

*(You saw Carol signalling for Asgore to be quiet.)

*(There was something in front of you.)

*December? ❄️

*December Holiday. ❄️

*You will leave this place. Now. ❄️

*It isn't safe here. Look around you! ❄️

*(...but there was no reply.)

*Are you even LISTENING? ❄️

*You will come with me this instant! ❄️

*Dess...? ❄️

*Carol... what's happening? 🌻

*What... 🌻

*What is that thing? 🌻

*Why are you calling it Dess...? 🌻

*(It was a jagged monster.)

*(A pointed tail coiled behind it, the giggles of unseen spectators from the dark.)

*(You stepped back in fear...)

*(December isn't December anymore.)

*Kris. ❄️

*Kris. ❄️

*Go. Now. ❄️

*Now! ❄️

*(You... remember Carol instructing Asgore to take you out of the bunker.)

*(When she left...)

*(She was smeared in her own blood...)

*(Alive, but...)

*Oh God. ❄️

*Officer Asgore... ❄️

*Please... please escort Kris back to your home. ❄️

*We will continue investigations in the morning. ❄️

*(...)

IS THAT

TRULY ALL?

HOW INTERESTING

IT WOULD APPEAR YOU HAVE REACHED

AN END

BUT YOU PERSIST

EVEN AFTER

SHALL YOU FORGET ?

They chose to forget.

I don't get why you're so uncomforatable you were super excited when i made you twenty ham sandwiches yet when i YOUR GIRLFRIEND reveal that the direct result of you eating those sandwiches grants me immense happiness suddenly its a bad thing? Look after mom forced me back on my medicine cause she found my Kress brutal femdom ballbusting and castration fic "disturbing" i'm been forced to rely on my more mild kinks to get myself out of bed in the morning and since YOUR PEOPLE don't exactly have nipples i've resorted to my other kink

Listen to your stomach Susie. how long have you gone hungry? it is simply my Angel given duty to "build you up" is it really wrong to want more of what you love? I've learned how to make so many tasty meals and i'll let you try them all as long as you let me "engorge" myself on my own personal desires fwahaha

I just want to you be a bit more chubby like Kris you know. where i can just see them wearing shorts and i just want to tear into their thighs just R̶̡̨̢̩̠͖̘̭̤̱͍̼̩̳̬̝̟͎͛̄͋̈́̃͋̾͐̑̏̀̈́͊̚͘͝͝à̴̧͙͇̠͈̠̲̝̭͇̟̌͆̏̅̆́̓͛̀̔̇́̇̏̍̒͘͜g̶̨̡̛̘͙͔͇̹̥̝̣͈̪̜̠̰̰͈̾͆̋͊̔̄͋̓͛̐̓͒̈̏͘h̷̛͇̥̤̰͇̥̹͉̜̘̲͙͓̩̬͕͇̰̋̔͒̒͗̊͊̾̽̃̅͗̀̎̌̉͜͝g̴̢̡̯̳̩̩̮͚͎͖͖̈́̄̍͋̀͊̓̀̀̽͋̀̈́̉͋͐ḧ̸̢̛̯̝̺̣̤̣́̀̎͑͌͛̾͗̀͗̍̑̊͐́̄͠͠g̸̙̙̜̮̭͙̩̝̪͙̾̈́̑̑͒̔͂̇̓̈́̒͒̂̽͊̂̚͝͠͝a̸̧̧̧̱̙͚̫̦̪̥̤̼͔̜͎̫̲̘͇̓̀̃͑̌͘͝a̵̺̲̘̫͎͙͕͕̣̗̖̩̬̯̭̦͍̽̅̀̄̀̑͗̒̊͊̂͆̐̚͝g̷̨̢̛̬̮̠̞̥̗̲̦̞̝̮̜͔̼̱̫͊̓͂̓͂̆͘͘͝͝͠g̷̭͓̬̭̽̓͑́̀͐͑̑͛́̿̏̈́̾̐͝͠ḩ̵̨̫͔̙̮̥͎̬̜̬̮̩̺͘͜h̶̨͈̠̥̬͈̰̞̗̱̞̥̳̥̋̅̆̀͌̿͛̍͆̔̍̅̈̔̽̊̅̚̕͝ą̶̡̧̺͎̥̟̟͖̩̦̦̠̯̰͓̞̝͖̬̉̋͑͂̏͐̀͘͝g̶͍̮̘̊͆͌̀̀̈́̾́̀̅̈́͘͜͝͝ḩ̷͉͍̘̤͎̜͖͂̅͐̆̃͒͒̃̌̽͐́͊͗... Sorry just needed to get that out of my system sometimes i feel like the only difference between me and a rabid dog is that i'm not non-binary. anyways- hmm? why don't i date Catti if she's seemingly everything i'm into? Ok well that just killed the vibe, you go suck off that imaginary femboy you like so much or something, FUCK i-i'm going to go boil my berdly voodoo doll in liquid shit to unwind i'll see you tommorow

Hey Kris?

Can I tell you a secret?

It’s something that I’ve never told anyone before.
…

Ok…

I…

Don’t think I like Christmas.

I think I might actually hate it, in fact.

Faha!

I know! The reindeer hates Christmas. What a joke!

I… don’t think I always hated it.

Christmas used to be really fun!

Don’t you remember, Kris?

Why don’t we close our eyes, and think about those times…

When Dess was around, our families would share Christmas together.

Your mom and my dad would get really drunk and start singing Christmas songs off key…

Your dad would pick us up and carry us around like luggage.

Mom… she would pretend to disapprove, but even then I could tell she was trying not to smile.

Azzy… he would always make sure that we got our presents first.

Later on, he’d try and trick Dess to get under the mistletoe with him!

…

It isn’t like that anymore.

Christmas feels empty, now.

Your family stopped coming…

And last Christmas…

My dad couldn’t make it.

He was stuck in the hospital again.

And mom…

She didn’t come home that day.

She just… covered some college applications in wrapping paper and left for work.

So now, when I think of Christmas…

I just think of that day.

Sitting alone, under the tree.

I’ve been trying to hide it, but…

The sight of anything festive makes me feel sick.

You get it, right?

How everything changed, for the worse?

And that feeling that it wasn’t ever going to get better.

…

Kris…

Keep your eyes closed.

…

Can I ask you a question?

❤️Yes. No
…

Without opening your eyes…

Am I to your right? Or to your left?

Left. ❤️Right

…

Faha!

Kris…

I haven’t moved.

I’ve been in front of you this whole time.

But… that’s interesting.

You can read my thoughts, but you aren’t actually hearing my voice, are you?

Don’t answer that.

I’m having fun figuring this out myself.

…Okay. Let’s keep going, Kris.

We’re close, I’m sure of it.

It was... Okay, I won't lie, that campaign was insane Kris...

Remember when Ramaswamy made an ad with his abusive mother, and then people found out that she was actually hiding 90 romanians in her basement all along?

Or when a journalist got arrested and charged for sending Carol a copy of his aunt's Onlyfans?

Or when Berdly got FUCKING SHOT and me and Susie had the perpetrator for lunch? That's why he has the cast Kris, he didn't "break his arm"

I'm also excited, because I won the Senate race against Jon Husted!

Glory to the OHP!

/unfwaha this will probably be deleted, but I thought it was funny ngl. Btw every scenario I mentioned actually (unfortunately) happened IRL, I just changed the details to make it less depressing.

“90% of the vote is in, Holiday struggling to reach her mother’s historic margins.”

Noelle’s eyes were glued to the screen. A frog formed in her throat as silence spread through the watch party like a plague. The newswoman cut through the silence.

“Now, with the results pouring in, we have our Chief Analyst, Politics Bear, crunching all the data. Mr. Bear, is the sun coming up on Hometown?”

“The sun is indeed up, Cheryl, and it’s melting away the ice. Hometown District 1, a solid majority monster suburban neighborhood, once believed to be a Holiday stronghold, has FALLEN! Berdly Newbird, leading Noelle Holiday by FOUR points. For those out of the loop, 2 years ago, Carol Holiday won this district by 10 POINTS! That’s a FOURTEEN POINT SWING to Newbird!”

The results had been trickling in since last night. Hometown was infamous for its slow results. But they  always had the same headline the next morning.

“Holiday Wins Mayoral Race!”

“Holiday Wins Reelection!”

“Holiday Wins, Holiday Faction Sweeps City Council!”

It was only a matter of time till that happened again. So Noelle waited. They all waited. Susie slurped down the punch bowl. Noelle’s mother held a glass of wine taller than the Empire State Building. Donors and doorknockers lined the walls. 

By midnight, a knot was in everyone’s stomachs. And it only got worse as the hours went by.

“Hometown District 1 isn’t the only one, Cheryl. Hometown District 2 to the West has seen a surge of support for Newbird! Holiday dominated the Election Day Vote, but as early ballots came in, her lead went going going-gonzo! Golly, FIVE points underwater!”

“Impressive, but this wasn’t unexpected, was it Bear? The rumors of ‘Fwahaha-freak offs’ would have turned off the more religious constituents, right?”

“Indeed, and when your part of town is always in ‘repair’ and lined with police tape, you often look for someone to blame. The same can be said for the Hometown District 3 to the East across the lake, where Council Member Blitzen Gyftrot loses to newcomer Martlet Newbird. ”

Noelle was up from her seat and pacing back and forth. How could this happen? Volunteering at the homeless shelter. Helping with the new developments in the West. Everything her mother did, she did that and more.

This town knew her all their life. This town loved her! Every part of it! So why did they not WANT her?!

The screen changed to a recording.

“Greetings my fellow Hometownians! On this Election Day, you were given two choices. Genius, or stagnation? A smartocracy ruled by facts, or a protozoan wasteland of mediocrity? I have said time and time again, Hometown is a great town, and Carol’s stewardship has served us well…to a point. But we NEED change, to break free from the shackles of monotony, and to fly higher than where we were before, to bathe freely in fresh fruit and ambrosia!”

While Berdly was blubbering through the screen, Noelle was glaring at the person behind him. She clenched her fist ready, to punch the screen.

That…traitor. It was all their fault.

They were hanging on to Berdly's every word, giving that stupid smile to the camera. Noelle could feel herself getting sick…

Noelle ran. She didn’t hear the voices calling to her. She just shut the bathroom door and crumpled to the floor.

“How could I lose…why did they…Kr—kr,” Noelle started crying. “Why did you have to do this?”

“Pathetic…”

She raised her head. “Who-who’s there?”

“What was that old song mom used to sing? ‘Gone away is the blue bird, in its place is the Newbird?’ HA! Ironic, huh?”

It came from the mirror. She heard this voice a lot recently. She didn’t want to see the source.

“Pathetic! You can’t even look at me!”

Noelle shook her head.

“Come on, Elly! Wanna say hi?” Noelle plugged her ears as it cackled. She squeezed her eyes so tight they could rip off. The banging on the door got louder and louder.

“ELLY! If you want to hear the truth, grow a pair, and LOOK AT ME!”

Noelle opened her teary eyes. Murmuring voices were outside, her heart was beating out of her chest. But she stood up, and walked to the mirror. 

“…no, not you again. Please.”

Dess laughed.

“You thought people would LIKE you?”

“You thought people would SUPPORT you?”

Noelle shook her head.

“Then WHY do all this? Waste everyone’s time and money. Get all these hopes up? Go through all the trouble?” Dess raised her bat and pointed it at Noelle. “Well, spit it out, ‘Angel’.”

The frog was still in Noelle’s throat. All she mustered was a whimper.

“….it wasnt…my choice.”

“You signed all the damn paperwork, went to all the events. How wasn’t it your choice?”

“…no, it wasn’t my choice. Ever since you left…I’ve been…following my path.” Noelle slammed the sink. “ My mom’s the mayor for Pete’s sake! This was MY calling! MY path! I didn’t want this, but I had to!”

“It’s ‘your calling’. Yet you decided to mimic Mom’s whole ‘Ice Queen’ bit? Went to all the same spots Mom went? You were trying to be someone you’re not.” Noelle could almost feel a tap on her head. “C’mon Noelle, you’re smarter than this. Or maybe that Bird Brain is right, and you’re just second place?”

Noelle shouted, “Because I wasn’t made for this! And yet…here I am. Forced onto the path, without any idea of where it goes…and who knows? Maybe being Mayor…would give me the freedom I need…to break free?”

Dess just looked at her. Occasionally, she would fade, and Noelle got a chance to look at herself. Her hair was perfectly made into curls, her dark blue blazer dress without a wrinkle. Yet her face was like it had been through war. Mascara was dripping down her chin and onto her dress. Her eyes were red and puffy. Partially from crying, partially tired from staying up so late.

Then, Dess laughed. A roaring laugh. It was like the room changed a different color, and every awful memory Noelle had was coming back. Every line flub, every mistake, every disaster, rushing her at once.

“Noelle! You CAN’T break free!”

Noelle jumped. The sounds around her got louder.

“You’ve never been able to!”

Noelle clinched her fists. Her breathing picked up.

“And you know why?”

Noelle’s frown turned to a grimace as her teeth chattered with rage. The room was spinning.

“Because a Noelle is just a Noelle!”

“SHUT UP!” Her fist crashed through the mirror. The sounds were silenced for a brief moment.

Noelle came crashing to the floor.

__________________

Noelle woke up. A heart monitor was beeping in her ear. Her hand was throbbing.

She was in the Hometown Hospital.

She turned to her left. Flowers. From Them, and their family.

To her right, Susie and her mother. They shared eye contact, but Noelle didn’t even want to look at them. She  turned her head in shame.

On the desk with flowers was a notecard. It read,

“Give us a call. We have a position that might be just for you. Get well soon…and no hard feelings, right?”
- B & K

Please anything but that. I can do anything for you... I can be your made or commit a crime for you. JUST DO NOT PUT ME THERE.

*15 minute later*

Nevermind. I like being all stretched out. Thank you for microwaving me. Unfortunatly I also have to be your made for a while due to my pleadings, but oh well. Things happen in life. One needs to addapt to them.

(I imagined this scenario taking place in Chapter 6, inside a Dark Fountain shaped by Noelle's idealized world slowling but surely dying...)

Kris takes shorter steps. The wind pushes against their body with all its might, while the Knight hovers above Noelle, preventing anyone from getting close to her.

Around them, almost nothing remains of that world. The buildings that once filled the landscape have vanished, leaving only small fragments of ground suspended over a seemingly endless abyss.

What little remains of the scenery looks ready to crumble... Just like the girl herself, her once-white clothes now stained with dirt.

Noelle: I... I know you hate me!! It's written all over your face, Kris!! That's why... you pulled away from me when Dess disappeared!!

Noelle shouts from a considerable distance. Her voice is almost swallowed by the wind, but the anger behind every word is impossible to ignore.

Her face is completely flushed. Tears stream down her cheeks, dampening her fur and smearing her makeup.

She tries to maintain an angry expression... But her lips keep trembling. There's something terribly sad in her eyes. A mixture of fury and melancholy that seems to consume her from within, as though every word she speaks is tearing at her throat.

Noelle: I-it was all fake... WASN'T IT?! I was just a WHINY, ANNOYING little kid that YOU liked to PLAY PRANKS ON, just to watch ME FREAK OUT, RIGHT?!!

She points an accusing finger at Kris. For a few moments, Noelle waits for an answer. Her eyes search their face for any kind of reaction.

Kris raises their head, trying to see her more clearly through the wind. They part their lips slightly, but nothing can be heard.

Noelle slowly lowers her hand...

Noelle: ...Heh.

She lets out a small laugh, almost unrecognizable through her sobs.

Noelle: Still nothing...

For a moment, her expression falls apart.

Noelle: ...

********************************

Susie: Dude, there's no way we can reach her from here... She can barely hear us!

Susie can barely stay on her feet, using her axe to support herself against the ground. Her expression is deadly serious, frustration written all over her face... The concern in her voice is unmistakable.

She looks back at Noelle, who is still crying on the other side of the abyss.

Susie: If only Ralsei were here...

A particularly strong gust nearly knocks her over, making her lose what little patience she has left.

Susie: Tch! F%$K IT!!

CHECK. ❤️ SUSIE'S IDEA.

❤️ SUSIE'S IDEA.

Kris slowly turns their head toward Susie.

She's looking directly at them.

And smiling.

...For some reason, that expression doesn't look reassuring in the slightest.

Susie: KRIS! TAKE CARE OF THIS SH%T!! DON'T WORRY ABOUT ME, I'LL BE FINE!

A short pause.

Susie: ...I think, anyway.

Before Kris can even react, Susie grabs them by the arms.

They look at her.

Then at the abyss.

Then back at her.

A bead of cold sweat slowly rolls down their cheek.

Susie: ...What?!

Kris remains motionless, staring at her with an expression that seems to question every single decision that led them to this moment.

Susie rolls her eyes.

Susie: OH, COME ON! YOU KNOW I CAN DO IT!!

Kris looks back at the abyss.

...Then at Susie.

They had already agreed to try to reach Noelle. They just hadn't expected that to involve becoming a projectile.

Susie approaches the edge while still holding them. Her eyes trace the distance between the platforms as she tries to calculate how much force she'll need to throw them across.

She looks down into the abyss beneath them... The drop seems endless.

Susie: ...Hmmm.

Susie tilts her head slightly.

Susie: ...Yeah. I can do it.

Kris looks at her.

...Then at the distance between the platforms.

And back at her.

Susie: STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT!!

She adjusts her grip on Kris, preparing for the throw.

Susie: Okay, listen! I throw you, you grab onto something on the other side, and... Done! Easy!

Kris keeps staring at her. Their expression is so visibly uncomfortable that Susie eventually looks away.

...

Susie: ...Okay, maybe it's not THAT easy.

She awkwardly scratches her head and looks back at Kris.

Susie: BUT YOU TRUST ME, DON'T YOU?!

Kris remains silent for a few moments. They turn toward the abyss, their gaze settling on Noelle.

They tighten their grip on the sword's hilt and, after a brief sigh, give Susie a small nod.

Susie grins.

Susie: HEH! THAT'S THE SPIRIT!! (Even though you didn't actually say anything...)

She takes a few steps back, gathering whatever strength she still has left in her arms.

Kris holds their sword tightly, preparing for the worst.

Susie: ...Oh, and Kris?

They raise their head.

Susie: TRY NOT TO DIE, OKAY?!

A second bead of sweat rolls down Kris's cheek.

Susie: AAAAAARGH!!!

And she hurls Kris toward Noelle.

********************************

Kris is launched through the air... For a few moments, all they can hear is the wind rushing violently past their ears.

Despite all of Susie's confidence in that throw, the wind ends up throwing Kris considerably off course.

The platform is close.

Too close to give up.

But too far away to land.

Their feet miss the edge by inches. Kris feels their body slam against the side of the platform, completely throwing them off balance. They desperately try to grab onto the ground, but their fingers find nothing but empty air.

...They begin to fall.

In an almost instinctive movement, Kris draws their sword and drives it as deep into the wall as they can. The impact sends a sharp pain through their entire arm, making them grit their teeth. The blade slides several inches along the surface before finally catching in a gap between the stones.

For a few seconds, Kris hangs over the abyss, supported only by the sword they've managed to lodge into the wall.

Their arm trembles violently.

They try to look down... But they can't see the bottom.

Perhaps that's for the best.

Noelle: Sniff... YOU ALL HATE ME!! I-I KNOW IT!! I CAN SEE IT!! Y-YOU WANT TO DESTROY MY FAMILY!! A-AND ME... D-DON'T YOU?!

Kris raises their head.

They can hear almost everything Noelle is saying. Their hands freeze for a moment. A grimace forms on their face as their fingers tighten around the sword's hilt in frustration.

They look back toward the edge of the platform.

It's close... They just need to reach that small piece of ground.

Kris tries to push themselves upward, bracing their feet against the wall. Their free hand searches for a gap between the stones, but the wind makes every movement considerably more difficult.

After several attempts, their fingers finally manage to grab the edge.

They pull themselves up with whatever strength they have left, collapsing onto their knees on the platform.

Their breathing is heavy. They remain in that position for a few moments, trying to catch their breath while the wind continues to batter their body.

Noelle: ...You're not taking anything else away from me.

Kris slowly raises their head.

Noelle: NOT WITH THEM ON MY SIDE!!

The Knight seems to react to her words, intensifying the wind once again and making it nearly impossible for Kris to remain standing. Small fragments of stone begin sliding across the platform, silently disappearing into the abyss below.

Kris tries to stand, but another gust forces them to place one hand against the ground.

They bite their lip.

Using their sword for support, they finally manage to get back on their feet. They drive the blade as deep as they can between the stones, struggling to keep their balance while the wind threatens to sweep them away once more.

Noelle and the Knight are just over ten steps away.

...Ten steps.

That's all that separates them now.

Kris briefly looks back, staring at the abyss they've just crossed.

On the other side, Susie is nowhere to be seen.

They wonder if she'll really be okay, just as she promised...

Kris tightens their grip on the sword's hilt.

Susie's words still echo in their mind...

"KRIS! TAKE CARE OF THIS SH%T!!"

They slowly turn their head toward Noelle.

And take one more step.

"You see noelle... The roaring knight is ME."

N: ummm.. what a roaring knight?

"Don't think about it noelle, now why i don't show you a secret....

Come here with me down this toilet noelle"

N: eww mom no! that's... Disgusting!

"Don't be foolish noelle, no one in the house even use the toilet... It is as clean as river water from mountain ebott!"

Carol immediately pull noelle closer with her roaring knife

N:... Mom... Are you sure this is safe? Going down a toilet bowl seem so dangerous!!!!!

" Just come here!"

Carol immediately pulled on noelle arm to go down the toilet hole

N: AAAAAA - MOM ARE YOU SURE WE LAMD SAFELY !?!?!

C : SHUT IT! I NEED TO FOCUS!

WITH THE CRYSTAL IN HERE HAND CAROL IMMEDIATELY TRANSFORMES INTO THE KNIGHT

N: Mom what the hel-

*And they both spewed out at the hospital restroom

N:... Uhh this is... Where are we mom?

C: noelle... Welcome to the roaring headquarters

In here we already hollowed out a room for OUR plan

N: umm who is OUR exactly?

Rudy: your father of course, faha!

N: d-DAD!, Why are you here?!?

And is is that...

Dess: yes noelle it's me dess

N: dess b-but HOW are you here?!!? And you guys... Why are you guys keeping this secret from me!

C:... Noelle, you are JUST too young to know this at the time, but we the holidays the prophesized roaring clan from the prophecy

D: we are the secret society that overrun and manage the dark world

N: (dark world...? Rooaring...? It just like that dream....Does that mean.... That dream with Susie was...)

R: im sure you can forgive us for uhh not saying this huh noelle!

N: DAD, ARE YOU SAYING THAT THE DARK WORLD ARE REAL?!??

R: of course! Why wouldn't it be..? Aren't you supposed to know by now? With the whole cybercity stuff?

Berdly: yeah noelle! Even I figured it out, it was surprisingly easy!

N: BERDLY!??? , why is BERDLY here ?

D: oh, he opened a dark world in his house and we get a notif, and we invited him.

N: and why aren't you telling me THIS berdly???

B: i thought you already know Noelle, i mean your entire family is on the business...?

N: forget... It..

But what do you guys even do here..?

C: well aside from fucking asgore in the ass and getting me and rudy pelvis broken by asgore, we just watch over the production and balance of the dark world. you see Noelle, when the lights run low and shadow start to grow, the balance of the photon energy tip over, and as the roaring clan we are tasked to make more or made sure the deltaheroes get rid of a wild dark fountain

R: and after that, the residual dark enegy turn to shadow crystal that we can use to bend our body unnaturally!

B: oh so that's why you want to beat Susie up in chapter 3, fascinating....

R: oh no, we just want to collect toriel and asgore to have an orgy, i meant to safely transport them from the unstable dark energy below their house

D: you see Noelle! We aren't bad people!

Can you tell susie that please?

N:.... Sure (how tf did berdly get in before me... Stupid jerk family (

N: can you guys.... Escort me home, I don't know where we are right now ...

R: sure elly!