There's something strange going on in the castle. The world is papered in what looks like Gyftmas decorations, among others.
There's a tiny kid that covered themselves in ribbons they tore down from walls, sitting tearfully in front of a lit fireplace. They'll be Frisk one day (in a few days, in fact), but for now they're four and missing their mama.
When another ghost-skeleton slips through the wall--they've gotten used to some of the weird monster things of this castle place, but that doesn't mean they like it. With a tiny whining noise, they crawlscramble away to try hiding behind a torn-up chair.
apologies for inevitable slowness
There's a tiny kid that covered themselves in ribbons they tore down from walls, sitting tearfully in front of a lit fireplace. They'll be Frisk one day (in a few days, in fact), but for now they're four and missing their mama.
When another ghost-skeleton slips through the wall--they've gotten used to some of the weird monster things of this castle place, but that doesn't mean they like it. With a tiny whining noise, they crawlscramble away to try hiding behind a torn-up chair.