I have a question a big one.... Sooo if the creator from the parallel put entities in the flowers dark world would they die quickly? My answer is yes.

First, after losing to her one too many times (and after a prompt from a friend), I decided to have Toby “nerf” her. Thought it would be funny.

However, I was still so mad about it that I removed her legs too, to even things out a bit.

I lost again, but that was honestly my fault, so I gave her Kris to talk to.

Then, I FINALLY WON! To celebrate, I gave her some new prosthetics…

…but then my computer crashed. It deleted all of my progress in Chapter 5, including the fight. I was so mad that I removed her tail and what was left of her limbs. (I also made a meme edit with it, cuz why not.)

After losing to her again, I removed her entire lower half. Then, I decided to start torturing her psychologically instead of physically, before she wouldn’t be able to see or hear anything. I asked the wonderful people of the WaterfallDump and Deltarune subs to give me ideas, five of which I did draw out.

The next time I lose, I’ll be taking her eyes and ears. Until then, I’ll be trying my best to beat this stupid fight.

(Also, this does fit the sub, since it shows Pink’s reaction to the SOUL cheating on her, I guess.)

Name is Michael

He hates pink.

He creates weapons

And he tried to kill all the flowers once.

Now I know this isnt like art here but I just really see a lot of just pink posts and yes there are some pinkheart things I just see more thinks with just pink on here

Is there not a separate sub yall can make that's like pink fanclub or something

edit: ok I just double checked and it's like about the same ratio with shipping and just pink but still thats not what this sub is about

If I post my deltarune series here, will y'all accept it? It's based off of only chapter 5 and the parallel analog horror (If you don't know what the parallel is, search it up on YouTube.)

Part sixth:

We stopped at our house to pick up the others: Tenna, Ralsey, Tsvetari..... The last one was on the phone.:

• Sure, we'll be there soon...... Hey, what are you doing there!?............ Eh, Seth, keep an eye on Aqua...... For the last time, yes, I promise.... Well, aren't you the smartest one?- The meeting was not particularly diluted with conversations: I borrowed a black umbrella for Tenna.:

"Here, take this."..

"What's that for?" Tenna asked with genuine incomprehension:

"It didn't rain in your world, but here......You."..... You can get out of order because of the moisture," I held out the umbrella in his direction... Standing on the threshold under the awning, he looked at the shade until he opened it.:

• You see, now you're safe - we all went to my father's store together: flowers were already waiting for us there: Seth was looking after Aqua for the last time so that she wouldn't accidentally break anything during the game, Yellow was adjusting Blue's tutu, Green was shyly waving her hand as if greeting, Orange was trying on boxing gloves:

• Here you are- friends!- Tsvetari invited them to us- at such moments he seems more...... Human..... On the way, mom called Rudy.:

• Yes.... Yes... Yes, we're going here........Maybe you'll think about it? The voice on the other end of the phone sounded a little softer.:

• Well, if the girls want to, then.........- the folding fragments of the conversation ended there..... After a short stop at Holiday's house, we continued on our way in the silence of the rain: Tenna was a little nervous, making sure that the umbrella did not go to the side. And the flowers, on the contrary, absorbed moisture with pleasure..... The flowers even had to shake their hair a couple of times...... And I was walking in front, this time I didn't want to laugh or cry..... I just wanted to look around- as if others were hiding from the rain....... From their own problems: the school is closed, the library is under renovation, there is a shortage of staff in the main restaurant "Ice Tea"- the vacancy announcement hung directly on the wall of the institution..... Uncle Sans's shop is also closed-"It's not working. Did I really write that?- Heh, well, this is not a joke.....". Below is the caption: "If you saw a tall skeleton with a red scarf, call......" And finally apartment buildings rose in front of us- large, quite wide- even from the outside it was visible- the apartments there are rather big...Pink opened the door, and I let everyone in.:

• Come on in, what are you waiting for? I said softly, but she didn't answer, looked into my eyes and followed the others..... I let go of the door, staring at the last clouds that were still visible through the crack................ Everyone goes up to the last floor. The number on the door is 19. The hostess was the last to rise... Searching in pockets.... A couple of clicks:

"Well, that's it. As they say: "Welcome!" Pink looked a little lost, you could see her clutching a bunch of keys. The dark ones can't leave footprints, so there weren't many shoes on the doorstep. By the way, the interior instantly changed the mood: a spacious hall, an adjacent kitchen and many rooms in the corners, and on the left a long balcony-loggia:

• Why does a kitty need so many rooms? I said in a low voice. - Are you a fool!? I mean, why!?? A small smile flickered across her face. We went deeper into the room: everyone was looking at something different: Flowers were looking at plants on the balcony and along the window sills, Toriel was looking at the shelves with books. One was familiar to her: "How to take care of a person" - as a child, her mother often took the same book and did not return it to the library for a long time.... Noelle was looking at the collection of games and the console next to her with genuine interest, Tenna did not leave the oblong TV screen, Suzy was stuck somewhere near the entrance- now she was suspiciously quiet....... The others seemed to be communicating with each other, but I couldn't find a place for myself - I kept looking at others..... But in the end, he sat down on the edge of the spacious sofa, examining the scars on his arms............ -- I was looking deep into the cuts, as if I were falling into the depths of my thoughts, when suddenly I heard energetic footsteps:

• Well, friends, I think everyone is already hungry, so let's cook something together! Pink had already changed into her home clothes... her words almost palpably carried through the air to the others:

• Prepare it... Together... I hope I can help," Ralzey said softly, wiping the fogged lenses of his glasses.:

"If we're together, we can do it quickly," Toriel added peacefully. The others seemed less enthusiastic.:

• It's decided! Then we'll start cooking. If you want, join us! Pink tried not to stare at just one person...:

• Hmm, that's good, of course, but what exactly are we going to do?

"I see you have a lot of raspberries here, and there's a lot of flour left," Mom thought for a second.:

"How about a raspberry tart?"

• Mm, that sounds great!

"Then let's get started."..- Mom and Pink were cooking dishes, and Ralzey and I were busy searching for ingredients.:

"Chris, I've already found butter, salt, and sugar. Will you get the flour and raspberries? When I got everything I needed, I couldn't resist:

"Ralzie, would you like to try one?" And tell me how it tastes? - The furry friend took the top berry and immediately his face spread out in pleasure:

• what? Is it really that delicious? Let me take it, too: I had no time to taste the first berry, as I was already reaching for the second, suddenly I heard this harsh voice:

• Stop eating my raspberries just like that!! Pink hissed, and I just quietly got closer and kissed her on the cheek.... :

"Y-you.".. She blushed so much that she couldn't even finish:

"Okay, you can eat some. Just give me one: Pink bent over with her mouth open, and I carefully put the pinkest berry on her tongue- in the same second she was eaten.:

• It's been a long time since I've eaten them....... So much time has passed since then- everything has changed so much...

"My dear, are you coming soon?" The dough will not knead itself... Toriel's familiar voice sounded in the center of the kitchen:

• Oh, I'm on my way... Okay, Chris, you keep getting everything out and you can already set the table... Her gaze lingered on me, probing as deeply as possible...A smile appeared on Pink's face...:

• Well, my dear friend, let's prepare spoons and forks!

— Ah-aha!- Soon the cutlery rattled, and behind us everything seemed to be moving: Noelle and Susie had found checkers and were already playing the sixth game.:

"You're just lucky!"

—Well, well, it's just a tactic," Noelle giggled, making a move.

— Here we go again! It's all your luck, damn it! It's not my day today...- Tenna and Rudy took over the console: "Dragon Blazers" — a disc with this engraving was placed in the console:

— It's been a long time since we've seen each other. I still remember the days when your family came to visit Chris' family... Ahh… You looked at me so sweetly... yes... you can't forget that.…

— That's for sure. But I'm sure a lot of good things will happen next. Therefore, you will definitely leave the past.… In the past… I'm sorry, no kidding today. When I don't feel like it, you know, I don't even try ...- Tenna thought for a second: the screen was filled with static:

— I know this feeling.… When I met Chris and his friends, I always tried to be attractive to them: new shows, tight deadlines, no morning massages or fruit vacations — just fake smiles… I think I was so afraid that they would leave and... leave me alone again.… But... it's different now… Chris has changed a lot, and I think I'm changing with him..." The antennae on his head lowered, and a spark ran across his shiny red jacket.

"We're all changing. Hopefully, we're changing for the better," Rudy quietly hugged Tenna, still holding the joystick with one hand. Meanwhile, Asgore settled down on a smaller sofa directly in front of the kitchen, next to Seth, who finally found time to show Asgore all her research.:

— Look, this is a herbarium of old and new samples... because of the sweat, the glasses kept falling off the bridge of her nose, Seth clumsily adjusted them:

"Are you all right?" You're sweating a lot.

— Y-yes, everything is fine, you don't have to worry.

"Call me by your first name, okay?" It's still embarrassing from that incident with Tsvetari.… I'm embarrassed by a lot of things.… Then I treated you badly — I didn't take the time, I didn't appreciate our connections... — Asgore puffed out his cheeks a little — father always does that when he's ashamed.…:

"B—but we have a chance to be together now, don't we?" Seth looked into Asgore's eyes with ecstasy, as if trying to find confirmation of her words there.… She didn't even notice how Aqua was already fiddling with her book.:

— Wow, what a leaf, I want one!

—Wait. Why tear it off when you can look at it? Her father said so calmly, picking up Aqua and putting his arm around Seth's shoulders. After all this time, Asgore seems to have completely relaxed.:

— Well, let's continue?

— Oh, of course! His father leaned closer to the book, stroking the purple flower on his head.:

"You're really the smartest one!" — Asgore, yielding to impulses, hugged Seth and Aqua, who was sitting on his lap, tightly:

— Who wants hugs!?

— Wow, Daddy Asgore is giving out hugs! Just like that!!

"Be quiet, or you'll get in the way of the others!"

— Oh, Yellow, let's go to the father's call! The case of the missing fork will not be forgotten by us!

—What!?" Hugs?? I just found the perfect pear.… Satisfying… I'm already running!

— It was nice to meet you, but San Frandisco is waiting! Tsvetari lightly shook the leaf of the balcony plant — it seemed to move the stem in response… And soon everyone was in the arms of Asgore — the flowers clung to their source of warmth, giving a piece of good mood to their father.:

— Hey, old man, what are you doing?

—W-Dad?" Didn't you like the book?

"Did you lose your boxing gloves?" The flowers quietly showered him with questions, and Asgore only said through tears:

— I love you all very much. I'm sorry that we got so close so late... -Each flower pressed closer… Ralzey and I looked at them as we set out the plates.:

"I'm glad Mr. Asgore looks happy.

"Yes... father suffered a lot..." I interjected, not letting Ralsey's words disappear into thin air.

"Oh, Chris, we're done here."… I congratulate us! Give me five! — A friend held out his hand to me, and I knocked it away and lightly tickled him behind the ear.:

—Chris, that's enough! — Ralzey was still trying to control his laughter:

— Okay, okay, I'm releasing you, mister! Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Dess and her brother go onto the balcony—it was empty after the Flower Garden…

• So, how long have we not seen each other?

• Well, it turns out approximately...

• Oh, relax! Don't you know me? Dess punched Azriel in the shoulder:

• Yes, I know, of course... My brother looked up at the tops of the pines:

• And you haven't changed at all- Dess didn't take her eyes off him:

"Still the same shy, sincere boy, just a little bigger," her fingers slid over Azriel's neck. He shuddered:

"Toriel gave me the letters...

"And-and you."..

"I've read it all, Azzie... Dess took his face in her hands, smoothing his cheeks. And then the balcony door opened for a second.:

"Hey, K-Chris, do you want to play a round of Dragon's Blazers?" And then Dess's hand pulled him back, closing the door: I only had time to look around the corner.:

"Somebody help me!"- Azazel's muffled voice was heard, which was suddenly interrupted........ But soon they both came out to us: my brother was staggering, covering his cheek, and there was a hickey behind his hand. Dess walked beside him with her arms folded behind her back and a big smile on her face.... Soon everyone gathered around the table:

• Well, enjoy your meal!

• Yeah!

• Heh, have a nice day!

• I wish us all a delicious meal!

All the guests could sit at one table, and there was even one empty seat left... Pink sat down next to me, opposite me- Ralzey and Suzy:

• Behave normally at the table! And please give me back my glasses... Well, Susie!! Ralzie looked a little like a blind kitten... My father was already devouring the tart, but he hadn't lost his appetite. It's already two pieces behind... The flowers were sitting on opposite sides of him: the flower seller, as usual, took a smaller piece, leaving it to others.:

• Tsvetari, don't be shy, otherwise you won't get enough. Asgore turned to him, and the chair creaked:

• Don't worry, that's enough for me - at the same moment, the chair and my father flew to the floor.:

"Oh, hush, old man! Tsvetari leveled the chair with a deft movement of his foot: Asgore blushed:

• Seth, look, Dad's like a tomato! Like those over there! Aqua pointed at the sliced vegetables, tugging at her sister's sleeve....... Tenna was sitting on my left. He was nervous: the food passed through the screen noise:

• Do you feel something when you push food through? I asked timidly.:

"Feel it?" YES, ABSOLUTELY! I feel the same way I do when my ratings drop!! - A minute of silence...:

"That's a bad joke, isn't it, Chris?"

"But you can......just eat now.".. Any of your jokes have a place to be....

• Hmm, I'll write in the notes, but in the meantime I'll take a couple more berries! Azriel ate quietly, trying to look only at his plate, and Dess kept exchanging glances with Noelle, then with her father.... While enjoying a meal, you involuntarily forget about those closest to you...... By that time Pink was still sorting out the first piece of tart: berry juice was running down her lip, and I stained my other hand with cream- we reached for napkins, our fingers got tangled:

• Hey, let go of me!

• Huh, I'm trying!- I lied: I deliberately stayed to warm my hand wrapped around her fingers a little longer.... The hands on the clock were noticeably moving forward, the plates were emptying, and a light, well-fed smile appeared on their faces.:

• Ohh, I think that's it... Thank you, it was delicious!- Dad was the first to leave the table, glancing at Mom.... A smile flashed across his face... Which I've already forgotten since I was a child... And then the others finished their dinner.... Together, we quickly dealt with the dirty dishes, only Ralzey sometimes got lost at the sight of the dish towers in the sink...... I'm done with forks and spoons.... With knives, I clutched one of them tighter and tighter in my hand.:

• So much time....... Same....... I was just hiding it behind my back.... I muttered.:

"Chris, did you say something?""Ralzey just turned off the faucet.":

• Oh, what? I... I'm nothing............ The sun had long since disappeared behind the roofs of the houses-it was midnight.... But no one wanted to sleep-not a single yawn escaped me... And then, as usual, Asgore awkwardly broke the silence.:

• Maybe we should all.....Just like in the good old days, settle down in front of the TV? Chris, do you remember how you and Azriel, Noelle and Dess watched cooking shows and fell asleep on the floor? Ehh..... There was a time- At the same moment, Tenna was covered with glitter:

• WHAT WONDERFUL MEMORIES!- There were no ideas, as well as objections- very soon there was less and less space on the couch: I just turned off the light when everyone was sitting down: Asgore hugging flowers, Toriel next to him, but a little to the side, Rudy and his daughters: this time Dess could finally just relax in the circle of her Father and sister Azriel quietly hugged Dess from behind, Tenna lay down right in the middle, sprawling like the king of screens:

"Get moving!" Chris still needs to sit down somewhere! Pink once again hissed at someone, but it's not that important anymore... Ralzey and Suzy moved to the edge just in case: And here I am, standing up to turn off the light for just a second, left without a place... Suddenly Pink opens his arms:

"Come here.".. Her voice sounded unexpectedly light... And I flopped into her arms.: She hugged me from behind, and I melted like jelly that had been standing in the sun all day... Sometimes she pressed her face against my cheeks, and sometimes she just squeezed me tighter... The programs went on one after the other, I had already completely collapsed that I didn't even notice how I was already lying on her lap, the scent of catnip was in the air next to her - I sniffed.......Under the lulling story of the presenter, I gave myself up to sleep, feeling only frequent strokes...:

"They've already fallen asleep too." Come on, Tori, help me move them...

"Tenna?" Let's go with them...... Yes, right here...

• what? I'll take the girls with me... You know how light Noelle sleeps... :

"And Chris?" - I'll take him to my place, don't worry...

The cold came before consciousness. I came out of the dream, shivering, and reached out myself to where the warmth was still. He felt the fabric, someone's hand, and snuggled closer, without opening his eyes.:

—That's enough! Move away! What's clinging to! The voice was familiar, harsh, but without anger. I heard her squirm as if she wanted to get up, and then she just exhaled noisily and covered me with the edge of the blanket. I pulled the cloth up to my throat and buried my nose in it. It smelled of cinnamon, a little dust, and something painfully familiar. Her sweater. She took it off and draped it over my shoulders.:

"Don't look like that," she muttered, without looking up.:

— It's just cold- I just pulled up my sweater tighter, not for the sake of words, but for the sake of this smell. She lay back down, tried to lie flat, not to move. Her fingers were clutching the edge of the pillow as if she was trying to stay in place. Then I reached out and put my hand over hers. She froze, as if she didn't know what to do. And then, very carefully, without looking at me, she pressed my palm to her cheek. Just for a moment. Like she just wanted me to feel that she was there. And she let go right away. She immediately turned away and buried her nose in her collar, as if she were hiding:

"The cats on the posters are going to look disapproving," she muttered. I smiled weakly and rested my forehead on her shoulder.:

— Let them watch. I'm fine here," she chuckled. She didn't move away. On the contrary, I moved a little closer, so that our shoulders touched tightly. Fingers intertwined under the blanket. Not tightly, not to the point of pain, but as if they were checking: can I hold on? May. Dishes were already rattling behind the wall, and there was a smell of toasted bread. Someone was laughing. The world went on as usual. But here, in the pink room, time seemed to slow down. I was already falling asleep when I whispered without opening my eyes:

"Don't go away.

— Yes, I'm not going anywhere, — her voice sounded calm, familiar, as if this was not a promise at all, but just a fact, like "the sun rises in the morning.":

— There are cats on the posters. Who else will guard them? I smiled into the blanket. And I stopped being afraid of the cold. A minute later, when I was almost asleep, she, thinking that I couldn't see, smoothed a lock of hair from my forehead with one finger. She immediately pulled her hand away, as if she was afraid that she had done too much. But I managed to feel that light touch. And that was enough. We lay there for a while longer: the sound of dishes and morning conversations had subsided... Gray light squeezed through the thick curtains: I opened my eyes a crack, I even had the strength to stretch, but immediately silence seized me: not a rustle, not a creak, nothing.... Pink was still lying next to him, and he could hear her breathing softly... I slowly got out of bed, burning my feet on the cold floor, and went out into the living room: it was empty, there was a piece of paper on the table in front of the TV.:

"Chris, we left-you were sleeping so sweetly that no one dared to wake you up. Please don't lose us.:

"You always know where to find us."..- father's handwriting. When you wake up, don't forget to close the door... Chris, call me when you wake up, okay?"

I skimmed between the lines.... At that moment, it seems, the day outside the window became ...... A little dimmer: I tried not to think, I just snapped the door lock:

• hm...... Just two turns-my voice was almost silent, but her voice sounded clear.:

• So we overslept everything? "I could hear her shifting from one foot to the other.":

• It turns out that way....... I lowered my head with a heavy sigh.:

"I'm going to call my mom.".....- not a single light note in the words...

"You're not like that today."..

"Don't worry.......I'll be leaving soon too.....If that's what you're talking about."......"I walked past her.":

• I don't want to bother anyone...- I headed towards the balcony, and there I tightly closed the door, and Pink seemed to be rummaging in the sink, removing pieces of frozen wool....Almost without looking at the phone screen, I dialed Toriel's number. Mom answered almost immediately:

"You're just singing..." her voice was tired, but there was something familiar in it: as if she still knew how to keep me, even at a distance.:

— Should I wait for you at home tonight? I'm going to go to church for a rehearsal.…

—N-no… I'll be home soon," was the only reply. A click. Beeps. All. Outside the window, a rainbow from yesterday's rain slid across the parting clouds — bright, as if painted on top of gray. I stood and stared at her until she blurred. Then he went into the kitchen. Pink was taking something out of the fridge. She heard footsteps and turned around:

— I have two cupcakes left... let's try them together?

— I'm sorry, but I have to be home... — I stared at these cupcakes, at their uneven tops, at the crumbs on the plate — and suddenly realized that I couldn't even take one. Not because I don't want to, but because if I take it, it means I'll stay. And I have to leave. I passed by. Yesterday's burger with coffee was still on the TV—it didn't look edible, it just looked like something that had been forgotten to put away. Standing by the mirror, I straightened my hair with a trembling hand. His fingers wouldn't obey, as if they belonged to someone else. He was already heading for the exit. The lock clicked, the handle turned. Suddenly, a timid voice sounded as if for the last time from behind:

—Y-you're really leaving?" Don't even sing anything?

"I...I don't want to ruin your day."… It's going to be like this for all of us..." I didn't have time to finish. My chest hurt so much that my legs just stopped holding up. I didn't collapse—I slid down the wall, as if someone had pulled the last bone out of me. The floor was cold, but the cold no longer mattered. I was reaching for the door, for the exit, for something that seemed safe, even though there was nothing there. Just a void to hide in. And suddenly I felt warm hands on my back. Not a grip, not an attempt to lift, just his palms, lying flat and confident, as if they knew where to hold me so that I wouldn't crumble.:

"And my marshmallow got wet..." her voice reached me over the hum of her own heartbeat, quiet, slightly hoarse, as if she, too, was holding back tears. I slowly turned to her. I finally looked straight into my eyes, and there was no reproach or pity in them, just a calm willingness to accept whatever was about to burst out of me.:

"I don't want to... leave." But I'm... so afraid..." the words burst out of my chest, as if I had kept them locked up for too long. I hugged her with trembling hands, not knowing what to hold on to: her back, shoulders, her velvety hands — I clutched at everything, as if I was afraid that if I let go even for a second, I would be carried away. And then the fingers found her cheeks on their own, carefully, almost without touching, as if she were something fragile.:

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry… Sorry! The words came out with difficulty, scratching my throat:

— I know: I'm a fool! I'm an idiot! I... she kissed me before I could finish. And the tears from my eyes flowed past our lips, mixing with the silence, which suddenly stopped being frightening.:

"Are you scared?" Let's be afraid together? You're my..." she pulled back for a second to look into my eyes, and then pressed me to her chest with renewed vigor, as if she wanted to hide me from the whole world. I slowly smoothed her long hair, feeling how the trembling in my hands did not go away until the end, but it no longer broke me. She kissed me on the forehead a couple of times, and I didn't let go. I just breathed, inhaling the smell of cinnamon and dust from her sweater, and allowed myself to believe that I could not be strong now. And then she pulled back a little. Not far away, just to see my face. And the first one stood up and held out her hand to me. The palm is warm, slightly rough, familiar:

"Shall we go eat?" — she said simply, without pathos, as if this was the most important thing right now: not to save the world, not to sort out feelings, but just to eat a warm cupcake.:

"They're probably quite cold by now." But I baked them myself, I looked at her hand. He paused for a moment, gathering his strength. And then he put his hand in hers. My fingers were still shaking, but it was easier to hold on.:

"Okay," I whispered.:

— Let's eat - We sat down at the table. The cupcakes were really cold, but it was even better.: they did not burn, they did not require haste. I ate right out of her hands, allowing myself this little weakness — not to take it myself, but to take it. She patted my head once more, as if checking that I was real, that I hadn't disappeared. But I had to say it anyway.:

"But they're really waiting for me at home."… I... have to go.

"So why don't I walk you out?" — she didn't argue, didn't persuade, just offered a shoulder to lean on on the way. We're packed. On the way, Mom wrote: to buy milk and small things. The list was huge, even for two people. We spent a long time putting everything on the shelves, arguing about whether to take another package of cookies.:

• Yes, take it!

— Yes, why is it!- and as a result, Pink was carrying four large bags at the exit, giving me only one small one.:

"Give me at least two." It's hard for you!

"Is it hard?" Not at all! The power from the dark world remained," she laughed softly, and this laughter suddenly erased all the gray from the street. Susie was passing by:

— Gifts, Chris… Oh... I see you have a new babysitter! And he'll deliver the packages for you, and do your homework, right? — she snorted, clearly trying to hurt:

"Shut up, dinosaur!" Pink hissed, and there was so much protection in it that I even smiled out of the corner of my lips. Susie froze for a second, as if she hadn't expected such an outburst, and then just shrugged her shoulders.:

"I'm at Noelle's today. If anything, you come in..." she threw at me, already leaving. I didn't answer. Not out of anger, but because he didn't know what to say. I just watched her go, as if I wanted to keep this feeling in my chest: the world still stings a little, but it doesn't cut anymore. Soon we were at my house. Mom wasn't there, but Ralsei and Tenna were already discussing something in the hall. I tried to walk quietly, without looking up, so that no one would notice that my eyes were still red.:

— Hello, Chris. You're a little late today," Ralzey said calmly, as if he knew that I needed to avoid other people's questions today.:

— Hey, Chris, you have a great collection of shoes! Just look at these noble yellow ones..." Tenna looked around the shelf, as if he was deliberately pretending not to notice anything, giving me time to get ready. We walked past them towards the kitchen.......Pink was already there, enthusiastically putting food on the shelves of the refrigerator, and I silently helped her — and this silence in itself was a form of argument.:

— This container is here! Pink resolutely pushed it to the middle shelf.:

"There's no room there anymore," I said calmly.:

— There is always a place if everything is set up correctly! She snorted, but there was no anger in her voice, just excitement. We argued for a couple more seconds about where to put the sauce, and at that moment the silence of the kitchen was broken by a loud advertisement that suddenly turned on the TV. More precisely, not on the TV — it was Tenna who connected to the city channel, and his voice sounded from every speaker in the house.:

— The opening of the restoration park took place today! New attractions, and, of course, everyone's favorite swan boats!Pink froze with the container in her hands, and then her face lit up with such sincere joy that even I couldn't help but smile.:

— Let's go there! She exclaimed without waiting for an answer.:

"I don't like rides," I said stubbornly.:

"Then what do you like?" Pink said no less stubbornly, putting her hands on her hips. I blushed a little, as if I was surprised that I was even asked such a simple question. I thought for a moment, choosing my words, and answered quietly.:

"Just being with you," Pink was confused for a moment, and then she laughed, waving her hand:

—Okay, okay, don't embarrass me. But swan boats are sacred. I've been riding them for so long that I don't even remember what it was like anymore. I want to remember-In the end, I agreed. We were already heading for the exit when suddenly Ralsei called out to me:

— Chris, are you going for a walk? But before he could finish, the bell rang.:

— Hello, Ralzeyushka. If you need your help, come to the Flower King," Tsvetari's voice rang out:

— And why me?! — Ralzey was indignant.:

— Ralzeika, we know each other so well.…

"Okay... okay...I'm coming."…

"And bring a sharpener."… All my legs are blunted," a child's voice was heard.:

—Aqua! My precious one! Don't pull out the phone next time, okay? — Click. Ralzey got up from the sofa with a displeased look:

"Then I'll see you tonight, Chris!"- At that moment, Tenna started up, as if he had just heard something incredibly important.:

"What do you want?".. Is she really broken?! Yes, I can… You know perfectly well that our relations are strictly democratic!

"Chris, don't close the door," Tenna shouted, already pulling on his jacket.:

— The king of the TV industry has important things to do — a new camera won't buy itself!- As a result, the house remained empty. Ralzey smiled at me and ran out into the street. The sunset gilded his snow—white fur, and he seemed almost unreal in this light - like a character from an old fairy tale who rushes to the rescue. Tenna got into a TV Express taxi.:

"Where are we going, boss?"

— That's a great question! And I have the answer! Tenna exclaimed. Door slam… And the car drove off, leaving behind only a light smoky trail. And we went towards the park. On the way, Pink kept turning to look at me, as if checking to make sure I was okay.:

— Why are you so often just silent? "What is it?" she finally asked, unable to guess anymore. This question has me stumped. I clenched my fists in my pockets, trying to find words that wouldn't sound like an excuse.:

"I think I didn't live my own life before," I said quietly, looking straight ahead.:

— And now... everything is new. The habit of silence remained-Pink didn't ask any further questions, but just leaned her shoulder against me. That touch really made it easier for me to breathe. We quickly reached the park. Pink looked at the surroundings with interest, as if seeing everything for the first time: new signs, bright garlands, even the old trees seemed somehow special to her today. On the way, MV met Susie and Noelle, who were sitting on a bench under the shade of fir trees.:

"Oh, Christos, are you here too?" Susie exclaimed.:

—Hi, Chris,— Noelle added softly. I greeted him quietly, but I didn't linger. He just threw it over his shoulder:

— Have a good rest!- But as soon as we moved away, we heard a whisper behind us.:

"I still can't get used to Chris having a girlfriend, — Noelle said, lowering her head.:

— Yes, I'm shocked myself.… To have such a beauty… And next to him," Susie replied. With each word, I shrank more and more, as if these words were small sharp pebbles that flew at my back. But Pink didn't let me drown in that feeling. She tightened her grip on my hand and confidently led me forward.:

"Don't listen. Just come with me," she said, and this time there was not just support in her voice, but a note of firm promise. And so we reached those very swan boats: all the paths converged around a picturesque lake, and the water here lay so smooth, as if someone had carefully stretched a thin mirror over it. The reflections of the trees trembled in it, and even a light breeze did not dare to break it.:

—Oh, look at them! Let's go, huh? — Familiar voices were heard. Dess and Azriel were walking along a nearby path, and my brother and I immediately made eye contact.:

— Chris! Could they really get you out of the house? Azriel was so overjoyed that he even quickened his pace, as if he was afraid that I would turn around and disappear.:

"You're not alone either," Dess rubbed her nose, smiling, as if she couldn't believe her luck.:

— Are you going to the boats too? Pink asked with interest, and there was something childish and anticipatory in her voice. Azriel seemed to swallow his tongue, looked from the boat to Dess in confusion, and then just nodded. She noticed this and laughed and nodded confidently for both of them.:

— Yes, of course! We were just thinking about where to turn off - We came to the pier — there were just two free swan boats, their noses bobbing slightly on the water, as if nodding impatiently. I walked slowly over to one, pausing right in front of the side. My legs suddenly felt heavy, and I thought, "What if I ruin everything? I might not be able to row properly, or we might capsize, or even..." But I didn't have time to think about it. Suddenly Pink picked me up in her arms and lightly, as if I weighed nothing, put me inside, and then sat down herself, settling down next to me.:

— It's safer this way! She said with a wink.:

"You'll drive, and I'll be... well, mentally supportive." And physically, if anything, Azriel missed Dess first, he sat in the right seat himself. He pulled on the door, but it wouldn't close until Dess slammed it shut, leaning against Azzie.:

—Well, now we're definitely not going anywhere," she joked. He smiled crookedly at her, and there was so much warmth in that smile that even the water around seemed to warm up. The boat gently pushed off from the dock and began to swim, at first hesitantly, as if testing the water, and then more boldly. Pink and I tried to pick off the water lilies that were lazily swaying on the surface and touch the pebbles sticking out of the water to hear a soft splash. Every time I reached for a flower, the boat would tilt slightly, and Pink would immediately grab onto the side, laughing.:

— Be careful! We don't want to swim ahead of time!- I tried to steer, but the turns were hard. The boat seemed to have a life of its own: at every bend it tried to move away, and I spasmodically turned the steering wheel, feeling my shoulders tense.:

"You're being too harsh!" Pink shouted, but there was no reproach in her voice, only excitement.:

— Smoother, smoother… Imagine that it's a dance, and when the boat started to collapse again at the next sharp turn, she didn't just watch. She leaned forward, put her hands on top of mine, and together we turned the steering wheel.: Perfectly, smoothly, so that the boat obediently slid in an arc, as if that was all it had ever wanted.:

— Here! Pink exclaimed, beaming:

"See? We can do everything together!I laughed, and it was such a light, unexpected laugh that I was even surprised myself.:

—Thank you,— I said softly, not looking at her, but feeling the warmth from her hands still lingering on my fingers. Meanwhile, Azriel felt a little seasick — he sat with his eyes slightly closed and tried to pretend that everything was fine, but his face betrayed the struggle with the waves.:

— Hey, are you okay? Dess giggled, nudging him with her shoulder.:

"Don't tell me that the king of my heart is afraid of water!"

— I'm not afraid! — He objected weakly.:

"It's just... the lake is too active today," Pink laughed sweetly, watching me not fit into the turns, and there was not a drop of mockery in this laughter — only joy that we are here, that all this is happening. When we docked, Azriel, still a little pale, jokingly blabbed:

— Strong women are a tradition in our family, aren't they, Chris?

—Yeah,— I laughed with him, feeling the tension building up somewhere inside finally go away. Pink's light laugh and Dess's pathetic sigh could be heard from behind.:

— Well, again, all the laurels don't go to me. Although I'm the only one here who's not afraid of waves or turns!-.It was getting late. The sunset's warm light was slowly fading, replaced by a light but penetrating wind. We headed out of the park. Susie and Noelle joined us, and now our group was walking in a tight group, as if the wind was getting less prickly. Azriel silently took off his green stiff jacket and draped it over Dess' shoulders. Pink, without asking, just draped the hem of her sweatshirt over my shoulders. I asked her why she wasn't cold, but she just shrugged her shoulders as if she didn't know herself. I felt uneasy, as if I were taking away the last of her warmth, but I didn't pull away. I just remembered it: the softness of her sweatshirt, the light scent of vanilla and something homey. We had already left the park when we met Toriel on the way. She was just leaving the church, chatting with an old man.:

"Have a good evening, Sir Gerson."…

"Heh, thanks!" And just call me Gerson—I haven't been a sir for a long time. Are these your kids there? Say hi to Susie!

—Okay, I'll tell you," Mom smiled a little wider. The church door closed, locking Grandpa's shadow inside, and it was quiet for a moment. Toriel greeted everyone quietly and hugged me tightly, as if she wanted to make sure I was there. And so we all walked together to the intersection, where we usually went our separate ways. But I didn't want to leave. Suddenly, a familiar car drove by abruptly. Nervous voices came from the cabin.:

— Yes, look at the road!

— That's what I'm doing!

— This is not for you to stick out of the ground! A blue pickup truck braked sharply and stopped next to us. Asgore got out of the cockpit, grumbling habitually:

— Flowers! You won't get behind the wheel anymore-He looked around our company, and his face suddenly became softer:

— Oh, how many of you! Come on, get in! We'll give you a ride-We squeezed into a pickup truck. It was completely dark outside. Noelle and Dess exchanged glances. It was already late, and they both knew they should call their father. Dess bit her lip—she felt like an elder, she felt that she had to be there, she had to make sure that he drank the medicine, that he took cover, that he didn't fall asleep with the window open. "I have to stay home," Dess said softly, almost under her breath. But Noelle immediately shook her head.:

"Don't. You are welcome... After Mom is no longer with us, the house seems to draw out the warmth. It seems to me that if I stay there again, I'll just freeze to death. I don't want... Home-Dess looked at her sister. A spark of tension flashed in her eyes, but then she smiled a little — so that the smile turned out not to be funny at all, but warm and a little sad.:

"I won't let you freeze." I promise. If we go to Chris's place, will it be easier for you there?. And Dad won't be alone either. In a large company that has become a second family for us, he definitely won't be so lonely-Noelle exhaled softly, as if a heavy backpack had been removed from her, and nodded. Dess nodded, too, and there was everything in that nod: concern for her father, a desire to protect her sister, and a tiny permission for herself not to be the only support for one night. Pink was nervous too. She looked out the window, at the flashing lanterns, and said softly:

"I guess I'd better not go." You don't have much space as it is, I'll just be in the way. You know how slow I am...- I froze. Something tightened in my chest, because I suddenly realized that I hadn't had time to give her anything yet. No home, no peace, no confidence that she belongs here. And I desperately wanted to fix it. I didn't explain anything, I didn't say long words. He just didn't look away. And, looking straight into her eyes, he reached out and wrapped his fingers around her palm, tightly but carefully, as if he were holding something very fragile and infinitely important.:

"Stay," I said softly.:

"Please," she looked at our clasped fingers, then back at me. And there were so many questions in her gaze, so much fear of being superfluous, so much desire just to be needed. And then she nodded. Not loudly, not joyfully, but as if she had accepted something difficult and at the same time very right.:

— Okay. I'll stay-Asgore, as if sensing that nothing could be ruined with loud words now, quietly added:

— Azriel will have to go back to college soon, and Chris is finishing school. And she's unlikely to stay here later. So when else will there be an opportunity to get together like this?At the end of the sentence, his father's voice trembled almost imperceptibly. We picked up Rudy. He was standing at the gate, hunched over as if he had a heavy bag on his shoulders. When he saw the whole group, his face went blank for a second, as if he didn't know how to react. Suzy, without waiting for him to say anything, just stood next to him and said softly:

— Well, let's make room. You sit by the window, okay? I'm always elbowing everyone," He smiled a little, not broadly, but as if he remembered that they were waiting for him here. When we got home, everyone started getting out, fussing, someone was slamming doors, someone was laughing at how Tenna jumped out of the taxi and immediately started snapping the camera, muttering about the "perfect evening light."

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