Question Set #1

For the Batter, Mabel, Terrin, Gaster, Chara, and Post-Void Gaster.

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Purity.

Abaddon's meat is also acceptable.

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Of COURSE!! Knitting is the universally acknowledged sign of friendship. Plus it's the best way to turn someone from genocidal to genoKINDal!!

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Ohhh, wow. Um, okay, ha ha...um...I mean, love is a-a little strong. I mean, I don't wanna marry the guy. But, y'know, you work with people for a while and you get to talking. And he's just...gosh, he's so funny. And he's super smart--like, there's a definite reason why he's Dr. Gaster's favorite (I don't mean that in a bad way. We tease him about it.) But he's not in your face about it, you know? And he is kind of cute... 

God, I must sound like a teenage girl. But um, anyway, to answer your question, there was no real moment. It just kind of...happened.

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I...actually believe we may have had one somewhere Underground. If I am correct, his name is Stephen.

Well, of course I am fond of her, even after all these years. She taught me how to speak. She was exceptionally kind and extremely clever. And so easy to talk to; I cannot tell you how many hours we spent in discussion over books! Honestly, I have yet to find someone who I can talk to as easily as her.

Sometimes I even think she...well. I am getting ahead of myself. I have a...I am predisposed (Is that the word? Please correct me if that is wrong.) to do that. But...before what happened with the two children, I considered Asgore very lucky to have her.

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Honestly? I don't know why I hang around them. Maybe it's a karma thing. But it's definitely not out of any friendliness. They're not all that different from any other human, aside from the extra Determination.

They couldn't even make all their decisions by themself. 

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It is...very quiet.

I cannot say what color it is. It...does not register, really. It is almost like being asleep. Every now and again I can see windows into different timelines. They are very fast; nearly like a dream you can hardly remember. But more often, I just...exist. Just barely, but enough that I cannot just let go.

I do not expect that to be understandable. I hardly understand it myself. Before, I would have studied it, but now...

Now I just want to be out.

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