dear_mun | voicetesting, canon is Undertale

[She was planning to greet you but now you will have to wait until she stops howling with laughters.]

[he forgot how much he missed that laugh.]

* and here i was thinkin that joke was a total snailure.

MAKE ONE MORE HIDEOUS PUN, SANS, AND YOU WILL WISH YOU HAD A SNAIL SHELL TO HIDE IN!

[sans's shoulders droop just a little in relief. good. papyrus is around too.]

* eh, you're right.

[the twinkle in his eyesocket says otherwise.]

* that joke was a total snailure anyways.

[ yes, no worries. papyrus is here. this isn't one of those runs. ]

I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DID IT ANYWAY!

I CAN'T BELIEVE I DIDN'T SEE IT COMING!

WHY. DIDN'T. I. SEE. IT. COMING?!

[he's just. seen you die a lot, bro.]

* tibia honest, i'm surprised you didn't see it coming either. did you forget how humerus i am?

[one day, papyrus will realize that sans does this because his brother's reactions are so funny.]

[Frisk starts giggling uncontrollably, waving one hand in the air. Hi, Sans!!]

* whaddya know, guess my jokes aren't sluggish after all.

[sans ruffles frisk's hair, eyesockets crinkling a little in fondness.

hey there, little buddy.]

[Frisk smiles right back, pushing their head into his hand. Sans is a good friend. They love Sans.]

...your jokes are really nice.

[if sans is surprised at the gesture, he doesn't show it, but is happy to just leave his hand on frisk's head. don't worry kid - he's not going anywhere.]

* don't let papyrus overhear you sayin that.
* he gets kinda skullky when people say i'm funnier than he is.

You're both funny in your own ways, though!
Papyrus is a different kind of funny.

[Frisk struggles with their words a bit, hands moving in aborted motions, but they just beam up at Sans with a gentle smile. At 'skullky', they start giggling again, eyes squeezed shut in laughter.]

[frisk has a nice laugh. kinda reminds him of tori's. he'd never have thought a laugh mattered that much.]

* tibia frank, i do have a bone t'pick with you.

[sans eyes frisk a little closer, though not unkindly.]

* which frisk are ya, kiddo?

...m' mun says I'm a -- good Frisk. I didn't hurt anyone. I didn't want to hurt anyone. Chara wanted me to, but I didn't. You're my friends.

[Their hands are balled into tiny, tiny fists.]

[sans nods in understanding - but the mention of chara gives him pause. that's...not a name he's come across before.

(or maybe he has. specifics are always harder to pinpoint.)

after a moment, sans reaches out, places a hand on frisk's shoulder.]

* you wanna talk about it, kiddo? chara, i mean.

[They look at Sans, a little confused. He was there, wasn't he? ...but this is a different Sans. That's okay. It's still good old Sans.]

They were my -- they were...Asriel's friend. They guided me through the underground...a-and. I never knew why. But...they died, a long time ago, a-and I had to help them and Asriel move on.

They were just scared.

[asriel. the king and queen's dead kid.

hadn't there been mention of something else? sans tries to remember, but it's like grabbing at smoke. too many timelines, not enough information passed between them. he'd been too focused on the flower whispering things to papyrus.

he doesn't remember that final fight. there was that flower, and then light...and when they'd all come back to, the barrier was broken.

pieces are starting to fall into place, but sans isn't sure if he likes the picture they're painting.]

* sounds like it was more than just fear, kiddo.

[vaguely, he recalls memories of fighting frisk in that hallway. "chara"...

maybe that's why frisk seemed so different.]

* they left you alone then?

They were scared. Scared, a-and angry, and -- they didn't want to -- be dead. And accomplish nothing.

So was Asriel. He just wanted his friend back.

[Frisk nods, small, at Sans' question.]

...they're both gone. My mun says...there's a world where they're both okay, after that. Where we can all be happy, but...

* ...you want a better ending for 'em?

[hm. he doesn't know how to feel about that. frisk is a good kid, he'd be willing to help, but...]

They deserved better. They were angry, and scared, and h-hurting so bad that -- they couldn't think of any other way.

Asriel wanted to help people. It wasn't his fault. It wasn't Chara's fault, either.

[Tiny, tiny fists, balled up in Sans' jacket.]

[sans pulls frisk into a hug, absently patting their back.]

* i'm sorry, kid.

[he pauses.]

* listen.
* i dont know how much help i'll be.
* or if it'll change anything, but.
* if you ever do want to go back, i'll help.
* however i can, anyways.

[there are a million reasons why he shouldn't suggest this. part of him is even hoping frisk doesn't take him up on it.

but at the end of the day, he's got something special. and he's got to use it responsibly, right?]

..don't wanna go back. 'd be selfish. Everyone else is happy. I'm happy too, but...bad things -- happened to those two. And it's too late to fix it by a long time.

I just want them to be at peace.

I know what it's like to be scared, too.

* youre a good kid, frisk.
* but the offer's still out there.
* just in case y'ever change your mind.

...Won't. I'm Determined.

[The way the word rings in the air, heavy and vibrating, feels too powerful to have come out of Frisk. And the look they have, for just a split second -- it knows. It bleeds. It feels far too much for one tiny, fragile little kid to understand.]

If I go back...nothing I did here matters.

[at least he gets it.

sans just ruffles frisk's head again.]

* you gotta lighten up a lil, kiddo.
* else you'll end up just like me.

...not bad. You're brave, Sans. And cool.

And you're my friend. That makes you a good person.

* aw shucks
* i aint a sansation or anything

[he seems pleased by the remark though.]

* you seen anyone else around, kiddo?

My mun says...almost everyone's here. There's lots of Sanses, and Undynes, and lots of me too. But...you're the only one I've met.

[Frisk's inscrutable face drops a little, perhaps in sadness, with 'only one'. It's not like Sans is inadequate, it's just -- they're...used to having lots of friends around. It was nice.]

[sans pauses for a moment, then absently slings one of his bony arms over frisk's shoulder. have a kinda hug, kiddo.]

* hey, don't worry about it
* you got lots of people that love ya, right?
* i'm sure you'll see all your friends again soon
* til then i'll have to tide you over with all my punderful jokes

Your mun must be pretty sluggish if they didn't see this coming. Looks like they'll have to bone up on their puns to keep up with you.

[oh hey, a robot. hope he's not a killer robot like mettaton, that'd be...inconvenient.]

* tibia honest, i think they like the challenge of it all.

[Only if killer riffs count.]

Well muns do get excited over puns I've noticed, find 'em pretty humerus.

* my mun admits she's pretty scare-ible at them, but she's willing t'work on it.
* for now shes pretty boned though.

Well, all the ribbing's in good fun, nothin' for anyone to lose their head over. [Says the bot with the detachable head, someone is a giant nerd.]

A little practice and she'll have a backlog of good ones in no time.

....wow, you both're havin' a pun-off and y-y-ya don't invite me?

I thought y-y-y-y-you were better'n that, Spine.

[oh hey another robot]

* its pretty punderful, aint it?

[Oh hey sis. Please excuse that flustered huff of steam at being caught punning.]

Cause I knew you'd invite yourself along Rabbit. Hop on in without any prompting at all.

[She snickers a bit at the skeleton's pun. Okay, that one wasn't too bad, this guy's got some good ones. But The Spine should have known his punning would attract her eventually.]

But ya d-d-didn't even tell me you two were punnin' up a storm! Besides, everyone knows I'm the punnin' master. Jeez, d-d-don't ma-make a girl hafta pick a bone with you two!

[If there's one thing she prides herself on, it's shitty jokes.]

[you. he likes you.]

* only if you tickle my ribs first.
* otherwise i'll just keep skullking around.

Well I meant to call you, but this guy just hit my funny bone and I couldn't help myself.

What, neither o' ya c-c-couldn't be bothered ta pick up th' skelephone?

[She's not really mad she just wants in on the fun.]

* well tibia frank, i don't really know ya.
* next time i'm bein humerus, i'll give ya a ring though.

* oh, she's havin fun, no bones about it.

[sans is clearly enjoying himself too. puns make the world go round, yanno?]

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