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It's been quite the stressful week for most of the castle's inhabitants. S-4 wasn't any different. With losing Frisk, fighting with Sans-Serif not to take any souls, struggling with the overwhelming emotions the funeral brought up, and then trying to deal with his dear friend's return as well as attempting to take care of his siblings (even Sans, despite him holing himself up in some mysterious room in the castle with that weird human), S-4 was a bit exhausted. But he wasn't about to sleep without a bedtime story.

Sans was too busy, so S-4 didn't want to bother him by asking. Sans-Serif would have helped, but he was still learning to read, and S-4 didn't want to frustrate him. It would probably be fine to just read it to himself.

He takes one of the picture books to the lounge, and is slowly flipping through it, a fingerbone pressed to the page underneath the words so he can keep his place.

"Out... came... the baby... bird."

Sophie called him a baby. He knows what that is. And a bird are those singing, flying creatures up in the trees. But the one in this book talks. Maybe only little birds can do that?

"'Where... is my... mother?' he said..."

Now that's a word he doesn't know.

"Mother? Mother... like brother?"

They rhyme, so it must be similar. But what exactly is one? Does he have one?

He's frowning at the book until he realizes someone is watching him read. Usually, he'd have a moment to be embarrassed about being caught like this, but right now, his question is too serious to be ignored for shame.

"What's a mother?"

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Date: 2016-03-10 09:04 pm (UTC)
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"I guess...Gaster was his and your brother in his timeline? But is more like a parent in yours?"

They flop back in their cushy chair. "...this castle makes everything...more confusing than it needs to be, I think."

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Date: 2016-03-17 05:58 am (UTC)
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"Yeah. It's...pretty nice here, for a lot of people." They stretch out until they're lying down sideways, just like they did during their first friendly meeting. "And I'm glad I got the chance to meet you."

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Date: 2016-04-01 05:27 am (UTC)
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"...sort of. I wish...I could come and go. Between here and home," they admit. "But if I need to be somewhere that's not back there, this castle's one of the better places to be, I think."

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Date: 2016-04-04 06:28 pm (UTC)
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A nice one? Yeah, it counts as that. Definitely nicer than what the younger skeletons deal with. "Mm-hmm. It's the same where Mettaton's from, maybe? Sounds like he's from my future."

Frisk stretches out, looking contemplative. "You're really nice, S-4," they say abruptly.

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Date: 2016-04-06 08:49 pm (UTC)
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"Yeah. Still a little weird sometimes. He's my uncle--that's sort of...a parent's brother, usually. (And an aunt's a parent's sister.) But he's not Toriel's brother. I think...picked families can be really different from...actually-related families?" They look slightly troubled, but shrug it off.

"Are too. And you do it good." They don't have a wider point to make, he just is.

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Date: 2016-04-07 09:30 pm (UTC)
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"Probably. I've only seen him here, I don't know what he's gonna be like on the surface normally. Or if I'll get to see him a lot." They tap their chin, getting absorbed in the thought. "He's going to be famous. And I'm going to try helping Asgore and stuff. So we might be busy back there."

If only they could read minds, they'd encourage him to ask whatever he pleased.

They blink towards. "Well. I try to be nice, too. We're both good at it."

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Date: 2016-04-09 01:15 am (UTC)
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"I'm going to be the ambassador for Humans and Monsters," Frisk says, trying to deepen their voice. Then they start laughing a little. "...that didn't sound like him at all."

Yes, that's some good thinking. Frisk turns the grin on him. "Exactly."

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Date: 2016-04-12 08:27 pm (UTC)
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"Yes!" Short pause. "I think. I didn't get to do anything before, just said I would when he asked. I'll be trying to keep everybody safe even if that's not all I need to do."

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Date: 2016-04-21 12:27 am (UTC)
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"I hope so. I like helping people." They shift so they're sitting up halfway, regarding him carefully as a thought strikes them.

"...think that's why I'm not...bothered to be here, even if I can't be home. I can try helping everybody that gets stuck in the castle, too."

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Date: 2016-04-26 11:48 pm (UTC)
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They were happy to, and they give him a bright grin.

"...I'm glad you're here. And not there. Shouldn't be in danger at home, you or him. It's good you're here." Frisk is pretty sure of that.

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Date: 2016-04-30 05:17 am (UTC)
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Frisk swings their legs, knocking their heels together. They don't know...if they care as much about Dr. Gaster's reaction. Which is probably mean of them. They're supposed to be nice. But they love S-4 and Sans-Serif a lot, and don't want them to have to deal with bad, dangerous stuff thanks to Gaster and other scientists.

"...yeah, but...that job was to fight me, wasn't it?" Or so Frisk assumes. They don't know how many SOULs the underground had at that point--not that it matters. They wouldn't want either of them to have to fight and kill a human. "The me in your timeline. And you...won't need to, if you're here."

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Date: 2016-05-01 03:54 am (UTC)
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"...they won't. Things're gonna be okay. Might take a while, might be hard, but it will. That Frisk'll fix it."

They'd better.

Frisk can see how torn up he is about it, aim their eyes down at their lap instead. Quietly, quietly: "...hope you can stay here anyway."

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Date: 2016-05-01 11:47 pm (UTC)
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Look out, S-4, there is suddenly a child slipping into your space. To very carefully wrap their arms around your ribs.

"...Love you," they inform him. He deserves to know as much as Sans. And they should probably tell Serif later. Especially if he--they do end up going back. Knowing that someone out there really cares about them...that a few someones out there really care about them, and love them, might help get them through whatever situation they're forced to suffer.
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