somuchlove | IC Contact [Hadriel]

I found Sans.

He doesn't look so good. Is it okay if I bring him home?

I saw him a little while ago too. You may bring him here. Just be careful.

[He may still be made of explosions and lasers.]

[He is, most certainly, still made of explosions and lasers.]

I will. Are you okay?

~~I am~~

[They're about to type 'fine' but decide against it. Chara has a feeling they wouldn't be able to pull anything on Frisk.]

I am tired. Sans and I had a conversation when we met each other.

[Along with everything going boom, in more ways than one.]

Are you fine?

You should go home and nap.

['If you can' goes unsaid. Their own LOVE doesn't appear to be fluctuating anymore, but- everything else got worse, after they separated.]

Was it a good talk?

I'm okay. I keep dying. I don't think Sans is very happy about it, but he's telling me jokes now. He's being very nice.

['And I don't think I deserve that' also goes...unsaid.]

[They were going to respond to the nap and conversation text when they see the next one. No. No no no no]

where are you

[The lack of proper punctuation should be an indication that they're being serious.]

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I'm with Sans.

[Which is a roundabout way of saying they don't know, Frisk supposes.]

I'm okay, really. I don't mind.

[It makes sense. In addition to the explosions and lasers, his 'shortcuts' were on the fritz as well. But that didn't matter.]

I'll find you both. Stay there and tell him I will be disappointed if you two are in trouble.

[Very disappointed.]

Okay. Do you want to hear the jokes too?

[Because that's probably better, isn't it? To stay on the line, prove that they're absolutely okay?]

[They're telling jokes with each other while Frisk is dying. Some part of them is not surprised.]

Fine, for now. What do you have?

[...]

One second Sans is better at jokes.

Are you sure? Frisk?

hey, kid.
frisk tell you about the one with the shoelaces already?

[He can probably see the few other texts Chara has sent by this point. But it doesn't really matter, does it?]

I cannot say they have. What is it?

[They need to see if there's something that'll stop them from breaking the phone and trying to find them right this second.]

they say i'm better at telling it, but they're wrong.
they can do deadpan like no one else.
but anyway.
here goes:

got some shoelaces from a drug dealer.
i dunno what he laced 'em with, but i been tripping all day.

good, right?

[They can imagine Frisk's lack of expression being very good for jokes such as that. And it does get some laughter out of them just thinking about it.

But time's up.]

It is good. Have they told you the one about the child who sleeps in the soil?

yeah, you're right. it's better when they tell it.

[That's him assumin' Chara thinks as much. But he thinks they prefer Frisk to their executioner in a lot of things, jokes included.

That lead-up, though, that gives him pause. He almost hesitates before writin' back an answer, but he knows that respondin' like they're keepin' up a real conversation here will...it'll make 'em happy, won't it? Make it easier to bear when they - break in a scattering of small red fragments.

Well, he thinks so.]

can't say it rings a bell.

It's customary for humans to bury their dead. Even those who have already died play in the soil. But for that child, it's a real killer to wake up in the morning.

[Get it? It's really funny, isn't it? Laugh! They dare you.]

[For a moment, silence. Morbidity seems to be the common thread with them, however, so it doesn't bother him unduly.

It doesn't bother him.]

sounds like they made a "grave" mistake.

Somethings are not mistakes. Where is my partner.

[It's not a surprise they'd use that to book no argument. Where is Frisk?]

they ain't doing so hot, kid.
i don't know how long they can keep going like this.

[Don't need to be more specific than that, does he?]

[No, he doesn't.]

Stay where you are. I will come collect you both.

i'm a little turned about but i think we're by fear's temple.

maybe hurry.

I will be there shortly. Keep an eye on them.

[Chara doesn't know if Frisk will be awake by the time they get there. So. Just one last message. They don't care if Sans sees this one.]

* Stay Determined Frisk.

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