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When Grune had first arrived at the castle, Sans had shown her a very fun room. In it, everything is made of candy that grows back when you eat it. There's something else inside the room, too, covered by a strange sort of slippery cloth, but Sans hadn't let her look at it. He'd said it was a surprise present for Frisk. To help him keep the present a surprise, she'd agreed not to look.

But after some time, the memory had faded, and so today, when she steps into the candy room, her curiosity is caught by the big object covered in cloth. (Had that always been there?)

Humming quietly, she steps forward and lifts the edge of the covering.



...Oh.

She pulls the cloth the rest of the way from the giant birdcage and opens the door. It takes some effort to make it move, but soon she can reach in and carefully take the bones from the cage.

At first, she begins to wrap them in the strange cloth, but--she doesn't really like the feel on her hands. It wouldn't be a very nice place to stay wrapped up in, she thinks. And so she leaves the room and instead brings down a curtain from a large bed. It's a faded red and feels much better.

She returns to the candy room and places the bones into that sheet instead. Then, with the remains wrapped up and cradled in her arms, she leaves the castle to find a good place for this person to rest. She only has her trowel to dig, so it's going to take her a long time, but that's all right. This is important.


[OOC: Feel free to encounter Grune at any point during this post, including when she's digging in the garden.]

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Date: 2016-02-22 08:24 pm (UTC)
foundafamily: (3.1)
From: [personal profile] foundafamily
He bobs his head up and down. "Exactly. That's how they've always been. They're brothers, so..."

It should be self-evident now, right? The depth of their fighting is simply the representation of how incredibly close they are.

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Date: 2016-02-24 04:35 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] foundafamily
Apparently clarification is needed. Who would've thought? "So they're really close! And so they hit each other all the time."

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Date: 2016-02-25 04:20 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] foundafamily
He almost wonders if he should explain it further, but he's probably tangled this enough.

His expression sobers when she looks at the hole. "What do you think? Are you ready?"

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Date: 2016-02-25 04:40 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] foundafamily
He nods back. "Then I am too."

"Do we... do we just put it in there and cover it back up? I've never been to one of these before."

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Date: 2016-02-26 04:57 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] foundafamily
"Okay." He scratches his head. "...You wanna start?"

She probably has more nice things to say than him.

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Date: 2016-02-28 05:20 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] foundafamily
Firo rises to his feet as she moves the body. He feels stupid saying anything, considering his views on life and death. These bones are nothing to him--or, he thinks they should be. But if they're nothing, then there's no harm in saying something to make Grune happy, right?

"Uh, yeah. What she said." He clears his throat, stalling for time. He knows simply seconding her isn't enough. "Nothin' else bad can happen while you're out here, so... Enjoy?"

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Date: 2016-02-29 05:04 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] foundafamily
He squeezes her hand.

"Okay." He rubs the back of his neck. "You know, if you need a break or somethin', I can do the burying."

He's worried about her and the way she feels so deeply about these things. He'd be surprised if it didn't take a lot out of her.

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Date: 2016-03-04 01:25 am (UTC)
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"No problem." He offers what he hopes is a comforting smile before he releases her hand to pick up his shovel again. He works briskly, moving quickly as he flings the soil back over the body.

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Date: 2016-03-24 08:27 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] foundafamily
When he's finished, he dusts off his hands and takes a step back. Sending a sidelong glance her way, he watches for any hint of trouble on her.

What does he say? He's never been good at this feelings business, but he wants to make sure she's okay. Hesitant, he asks, "What're you gonna do now?"

That's quite all right! <3

Date: 2016-04-04 02:39 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] foundafamily
"Cookies?" He's incredulous at first--that's hardly the kind of thing to be thinking of now, right? He'd be surprised if she even had an appetite?

He face softens, though, and he smiles. "If that's what you want, let's get cookin'."

Baking. Whatever.

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Date: 2016-04-17 04:07 am (UTC)
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He shakes his head, though he's still smiling back. "Come on, I couldn't just leave you on your own."

He offers her his hand once again, "Let's go."

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