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When Frisk first fell down, she was an amazing kid. She never once pressed the FIGHT button and was determined to give it her all when trying to understand and SPARE every monster she met. She even tolerated and tried to befriend Jerry. Jerry! Out of every monster, she was kind to even Jerry... Although she did tell me later she found Jerry very annoying. To be honest, I didn't even notice her dislike when I saw them chatting from afar.
She hid her real feelings and intentions well...
Hehehe! I kinda thought the world was ending for sure when I saw Jerry making friends with something other than his weird tall pillow. I almost felt bad for chasing him away when Frisk told me she was just trying to talk with him, keyword: almost. I made it up to her with a Nicecream on our way back home.
I genuinely thought Frisk considered us her family...
She even called me and Sans “Auntie Fano” and “Dunkcle Sans” at one point.
I felt a wonderful swirl of emotions when she first called me “Auntie Fano.”
It was proof she considered us as her own family, the people she could turn to if she ever needed help with building a snow fort or having a snowball fight with said snow forts.
It was proof of a time where I had shown her the care and love of an Auntie.
IT WAS PROOF that at one point in time, I would have lied to the King of all monsters, Asgore Dremmur, if it kept her safe- if it prevented Sans and I from losing our niece.
it was proof of the time we spent together... of the time I spent with Sans, too.
So, it hurt. So, so much when I found out about her RESET and erasure of everyone’s memories a-and...
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At first, I did not notice anything, sure I felt some serious Deja Vu and thought it was odd that we had more pancake mix lying around. But, I had brushed it all off. I simply woke up too early and Papyrus restocked early.
But... then Sans warned me about a murderous human approaching Snowdin, I saw him beg me to evacuate with the rest of the monsters along with Papyrus.
The look of absolute horror, panic and fear radiating from Sans’ posture and eye lights— even while he tried to keep up his permasmile and comforting eye lights for me— will never leave my memories.
I remember I was...
Scared after seeing Sans like that. I packed my things for the evacuation. But, I could not find Frisk anywhere in the house. I searched our shared room, and it was eerily empty. I searched the house, it was almost like she never even entered our home in the first place. I was confused.
I then panicked. I feared for the worst. What if she went after the other human and tried to convince them to stop killing us?!
She was always stubbornly kind and I worried it might get her killed someday.
‘That day won’t be today!’ I naively thought.
I wish— Sincerely wish— that I never went after her on that day.
I saw it all happen, I saw a familiar blue and purple sweater wearing child walk up to hug Papyrus.
I was relieved, my niece was okay and with Paps. I was about to run up to them and drag them out of Snowdin... But, that was when I witnessed Frisk murder Papyrus. She took out a toy knife and- and- sliced him across the chest... then she STOMPED his head into dust. Pa-papyrus was still smiling in the end, believing that she would snap out of whatever took over, I was stunned when I saw it... I wanted to deny it all.
The light was just playing tricks on my eyelights.
Papyrus was being dramatic again.
That human just looks like Frisk.
THIS IS ALL A MISUNDERSTANDING.
But what I saw next... It forced me to accept the situation.
Frisk snapped her head towards me. Her eyes were scarily empty, and yet ravenous and terrifyingly red. That wasn’t my niece anymore. That thing couldn’t have been my niece. My niece is not a murderer. A demon of death and murder. I realized I had lost two members of my family at that moment.
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I don’t remember much after we met eyes, I just remember feeling dizzy and falling on top of Sans on a bench in Waterfall. I remember him pulling me in close as I cried into his hoodie and softened bones.
I know I saw him cry for the first time. His kind, caring eyes that softly made you want to confess to stealing his hoodie, had drops of aqua magic streaming all the way down from his sockets to his chin...
That was the moment I realized something was horribly, horribly wrong. And I had no clue on what exactly was wrong. But, I just wanted to be comforted by Sans first.
He should not have been crying, his smile that always cheered me up many times before did not mix with tears very well at all, not one bit .
I was a bit sly and shameless in that moment, I know I just stayed in his arms as he hugged me tight. I was supposed to be consoling him, but there I was lapping up his affection and all the comfort he could muster. I enjoyed it, if the circumstances around me at that time were any different, it would have made my entire month.
After I stopped sobbing and freeing Sans from my hug. He painted his smile back and teleported me to Hotland and told a yellow reptile monster wearing a lab coat something, and then just teleported back before I could even say anything to him or ask where he was going.
As soon as Sans left, the scientist monster told me they were fleeing to a hidden city within New Home, Hidden Home (ingenuous name by Asgore, I know). They also told me the guards would close off Hotland’s doors once Fris- no, the Human- gets here.
It was all a blur after the yellow monster explained everything. The evacuation was boring. I did not feel anything when I was walking with the other monsters. No fear, no panic, no dread. I just felt lost and tired. The trip just felt repetitive and too long for a walk though Hotland.
I just wanted to get to Hidden Home and hide with Sans.
Looking back, the repetitive walk was likely due to the Human dying and RESETing against a powerful monster on their way to Hotland. Most likely to Undyne at the Waterfall Bridge, if my intuition as well as... experience... is correct.