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entrancelogs2016-05-25 02:11 pm
fulllifeconsequences) wrote in entrancelogs2016-05-25 02:11 pm
Another year older, a little bit stronger
Who: Frisk, Chara, and everyone who's up for a birthday party
Where: A second-floor tearoom
When: 5/25
Rating: PG, probably
Summary: Frisk turns 13 years old and gets to have an actual celebration! And I guess Chara gets to share their birthday too. Also, a goat shows up and EVERYONE SCREAMS.
The Story:
May 25th. Chara's had time to prepare for it. Everyone Sans managed to recruit into throwing a party has had time to prepare for it. And now it's here!
In their own way, they've... they've tried. When they first arrived here, they tore the head off a stuffed animal. More recently, they smashed a flowerpot. The former's been stitched together again, the latter assembled with glue and patience, and both sit on the windowsill of room 12, unannounced and devoid of fanfare, but present. In one of Chara's hands, a little gift, done up in blatantly Christmas-themed wrapping paper but nonetheless wrapped with painstaking neatness.
In the other, Frisk's hand. They've got places to be! Whether they like it or not, they're getting dragged out of their room and into the arms of everyone who loves them. Chara hauls them along to the door to one of the tearooms, then stops long enough to flash a bright smile.
"Okay, on three. Try to act surprised. One, two..."
They open the door and shove Frisk inside. Let them bask in a room full of balloons and streamers and treats and happy smiling faces, or... or whatever sort of ramshackle affair Alphys and Papyrus have put together.
"Three. Happy birthday, nerd."
Where: A second-floor tearoom
When: 5/25
Rating: PG, probably
Summary: Frisk turns 13 years old and gets to have an actual celebration! And I guess Chara gets to share their birthday too. Also, a goat shows up and EVERYONE SCREAMS.
The Story:
May 25th. Chara's had time to prepare for it. Everyone Sans managed to recruit into throwing a party has had time to prepare for it. And now it's here!
In their own way, they've... they've tried. When they first arrived here, they tore the head off a stuffed animal. More recently, they smashed a flowerpot. The former's been stitched together again, the latter assembled with glue and patience, and both sit on the windowsill of room 12, unannounced and devoid of fanfare, but present. In one of Chara's hands, a little gift, done up in blatantly Christmas-themed wrapping paper but nonetheless wrapped with painstaking neatness.
In the other, Frisk's hand. They've got places to be! Whether they like it or not, they're getting dragged out of their room and into the arms of everyone who loves them. Chara hauls them along to the door to one of the tearooms, then stops long enough to flash a bright smile.
"Okay, on three. Try to act surprised. One, two..."
They open the door and shove Frisk inside. Let them bask in a room full of balloons and streamers and treats and happy smiling faces, or... or whatever sort of ramshackle affair Alphys and Papyrus have put together.
"Three. Happy birthday, nerd."
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Right. The same with all of us.
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Thanks for coming. And...I think Chara's happy too, even if they won't say it.
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[He looks around, the nods to Frisk.]
You better go around and talk to the others.
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[They smile one last time and wave as they hare off to mingle with the others.]
Thank you again!