Crushed in Chara's arms, Frisk feels like a teddy bear, even with their hard needle bones and leaves that crackle under their skin.
They hiss curses at the chain and jerk around, aiming a foot in the direction of their mother's voice. It's hard to see, some of the crushed metal in their face jolted through them at the rolling landing and is blocking the view from inside their own eyes.
"Shut up! Go away! Leave us alone!" Frisk howls, every stitch in their ragged body groaning--
--no, that's the floor. It's like a filthy squishy blanket now, bowing under their combined weight.
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Date: 2016-09-07 06:45 am (UTC)They hiss curses at the chain and jerk around, aiming a foot in the direction of their mother's voice. It's hard to see, some of the crushed metal in their face jolted through them at the rolling landing and is blocking the view from inside their own eyes.
"Shut up! Go away! Leave us alone!" Frisk howls, every stitch in their ragged body groaning--
--no, that's the floor. It's like a filthy squishy blanket now, bowing under their combined weight.