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determinedest) wrote2016-02-01 10:14 pm
determinedest) wrote2016-02-01 10:14 pm
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You've reached Frisk. If I'm not answering my phone, please leave a message or find me on the second floor, Room 12.
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[Has she forgotten Frisk's roommate? Frisk's "I'm going to chuck fifty bottles of ketchup at Sans's window" roommate?]
I mean...Chara broke Sans's window. With some bottles of ketchup.
[It's not like the second floor can get any more chaotic right?
...riiiiiiiiight?]
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I bet I c-can get Undyne to, uh, replace s-some of the more, deadly aspects t-though. She's r-really good, uhm, at digging pitfalls.
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[That's.........a very valid point.]
Well, maybe we'll stick to nonlethal. That's, um, probably best.
[Yeah, they still remember Undyne's idea for a "puzzle". A line of receptacles you're meant to puke into, right?]
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[She smiles, a little gently.] She's... p-plenty good at other things, though, s-so it's fine.
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[Just because she can! Or suplexing skeletons. Or...suplexing anyone. Including Frisk.]
She's pretty strong, at least. So if we need anything heavy lifted, I guess...
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[It's endearing, when she's not trying to murder someone. It's still a little endearing even then.]
That c-could, uh, be r-really useful though. Maybe-- oh! What if we got Undyne to lift Sans' bed when he's sleeping? A-And put him on the roof!
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[They clap both hands over their mouth, delighted.]
That's brilliant. He wouldn't even wake up, you know how heavy of a sleeper he can be!
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[She devolves into a fit of giggles.]
We gotta s-save that one! For something, uh, r-really big. Keep it f-for when we really need to get him.
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[Or that would be way less fun of a prank.]
The beds here aren't bolted to the floors, are they?
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[She thinks for a second.]
W-Well, you can get bolts out! With some, uh, m-muscle and a few great tools. I bet w-we can figure it out. Maybe I c-can make a robot to do that...
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[They haven't checked Sans's bed. He might be the kind of person to bolt the bed to the floor, but they kind of doubt it.]
We can figure it out if we need to. It's a good idea!
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... Ooh, y-you know what else we should do? What if w-we stapled his sheets down. S-So he couldn't get under them!
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[If they did it while he was asleep, he could probably just teleport out or something. But that's even better.]
Plastic wrap outside his door, or superglue in the lining of his jacket! Stuff like that!
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[She's laughing, gripping to desk to keep from toppling over. This is pure gold. Something has been Awakened.]
What if w-we took all his pillows, and then f-filled his closet with them, so when he went to get a new one, there's a pillow avalanche!
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Now Frisk is laughing. They're laughing so hard their sides hurt.]
Or like, with those little plastic balls you find in ball pits, just fill every cupboard with them!
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[She can't stop laughing. The idea of Sans suddenly being swamped with ballpit balls is just too much, especially because he might literally have to cough them up if they get stuck in his ribs. The thought of Sans opening his mouth and foam balls coming out, like a pez dispenser, is the funniest thing she's ever thought of.]
We could p-put pudding in his slippers! That w-would feel so terrible!
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You're really good at this! I think we could make this a mansion-wide thing, even! We've got too many good ideas for just one skeleton!
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[She's never... considered herself good at anything like this. Then again, she never considers herself much good at anything.]
W-Well... yeah! We could pull a l-lot of people into this! I bet they'd enjoy it.
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[She stops and giggles.]
W-Worth a shot!
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[Frisk giggles again, then takes one last look at the robots Alphys has some truly wicked plans for.]
I'll, um...I can leave you to it. Plus I should probably make sure Sans hasn't gotten us again since I was gone.
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[She looks... almost determined, but absolutely happy. Frisk, you're such a good kid.]
Good l-luck! I hope, uhm, you c-catch whatever he does before it gets you.
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[They don't sound too bothered by it, though. Rather, they find themselves almost anticipating his retaliation.]
Let me know if you need any help, though!
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[She goes back to tinkering with the small robots, assuming Frisk can let themselves out. The first one she already finished is wheeling around their feet, and knocks gently against the wall by the door, as if trying to help.]