Might Just Disappear

Frisk has no idea where she is, but exploring the spooky forest had a great outcome! She had found a house, no, a mansion! The child is currently jumping up and down on a sofa, swinging a big stick around whilst giggling.

The moment someone stepped into his mansion, Lewis knew, and once he knew, he went searching for this intruder. It didn’t take long, he could hear giggles echo from down the hall he was floating through. And when he found the room the intruder was in he saw… wait… was that a kid? What was a kid doing here? This wasn’t a place any normal kid would end up finding, most kids would get spooked by the surrounding forest and run but… here was this kid, in an unknown mansion in the middle of a spooky forest jumping on a couch within, swinging a stick around.

… That wasn’t what he was expecting.

“… What are you doing?”

He hoped to catch her attention without startling her. He could do the whole ghost shtick, but… that was a little cliche.

She gave another gasp.

“SO COOL! My Sachon Napstablook is a ghost too! WOW!” Frisk’s eyes glittered in excitement as she further examined the ghost.

“Whoa-!! Really? Would it burn if I touched it? Or is your hair magic?” the child asked, staring intently.

Frisk was too amazed by the other to even notice his awkwardness, she was going to start asking more questions until Lewis asked her a question.

“Hm? Oh yeah! Only two other ones besides you! There’s Sans, he’s short with a big head and ears slippers with a turtle neck and a coat. He likes to tell bad jokes and drink ketchup. Then there’s his brother Papyrus! He’s tall like you, and and and–! He wears cool armor and makes spaghetti–!”

Though…That locket Lewis wore caught Frisk’s attention right away.

“Is that your soul?” she asked.

#determinedcrybaby #V: Main #//Rest in pieces Arthur.

“Fire magic, yes. Shouldn’t burn you as long as I keep it from burning too hot.” Not that he really knew for sure, no one had actually touched his hair before.

Then she started to go on about these two skeletons she knew, and they… sounded like an interesting pair. Were they really skeletons? Were they more people that died like him? Or was she really a kid letting her imagination run wild? Though it really was hard to be honestly skeptical when in life he and his friends investigated weird creatures.

But then she stopped talking about the skeletons, and he saw her look at the heart locket. It was gently beating, like a normal heart, letting off a soft glow.

“My soul? Not exactly…” His hand reached up and he placed his fingers on the heart, causing it to slow its beating. “This… it holds memories that are precious to me. It is connected to me, but it isn’t my soul.” His tone grew sentimental as he said this, but tried his best not to let this show. “Why would you ask if it was my soul?”

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She made her way up the stairs, watching the translucent tails of specters vanish behind doors and walls.

“What’s going on around here? Why is everyone hiding?” She wondered aloud, opening a few doors she would pass, empty. She should have known it wouldn’t have been that easy. Everything seemed different around here, more dim and in disarray. It made her wonder if she had any hand in that.

The voice nearly scared her out of her skin, sending shivers up her spin as she jumped around to find who was talking to her exactly. Oh, Just the man she was looking for! Even he looked different too, Almost..sickly? Can ghosts even get sick?

“You! My last trip here didn’t really sit well with me or my partners! My..partners did not have any desire to come back though after you tried to kill us. I want answers though! Why do you haunt these halls? What other things can ghosts do! You aren’t a lot like the ones I’ve ever seen. You can make things caporal like that heart of yours! Something tells me you won’t try any funny business either this time..Unless you are. then at least give me a five second head start to run. Someone will have to write this place as a no go after all in books and the web. The point is. I am here to talk if you are willing.” She explained, putting her hands on her hips, keeping on her guard in case he wasn’t feeling chatty.

Lewis stood in place, trying not to appear as weak and tired as he was feeling. He didn’t interrupt her, he waited for her to finish. He was thankful that Arthur didn’t return with her, he... didn’t think he could keep his rage under control if he was around. With Vivi, he had no reason to harm her, at all.

“I’m willing to talk... I don’t want to hurt you, so you don’t need to start running.” Even the echo in his voice sounded a little like static now. The damage done to his heart was having an effect on him.

“You probably do have a lot of questions... What do you want me to answer first?”

It was hard to keep himself from asking her if she remembered him, it was hard to hold back everything he wanted to say. For now, this was fine. Just talking and him answering questions was better than him suddenly asking her odd questions.

#blueinvestigator

Frisk has no idea where she is, but exploring the spooky forest had a great outcome! She had found a house, no, a mansion! The child is currently jumping up and down on a sofa, swinging a big stick around whilst giggling.

The moment someone stepped into his mansion, Lewis knew, and once he knew, he went searching for this intruder. It didn’t take long, he could hear giggles echo from down the hall he was floating through. And when he found the room the intruder was in he saw… wait… was that a kid? What was a kid doing here? This wasn’t a place any normal kid would end up finding, most kids would get spooked by the surrounding forest and run but… here was this kid, in an unknown mansion in the middle of a spooky forest jumping on a couch within, swinging a stick around.

… That wasn’t what he was expecting.

“… What are you doing?”

He hoped to catch her attention without startling her. He could do the whole ghost shtick, but… that was a little cliche.

Ah, one of Frisk’s bad habits.

Rambling.

Especially to strangers; as much as she’s told not to do it, she can’t help it!

The child giggled excitedly as the other leaned down to her level and she froze, smile dropping…But only for a second before a wider grin replaced the last smile and her squinted eyes widened with enthusiasm.

Frisk gave a gasp, her tiny hands cupping Lewis’ cheekbones.

“YOU’RE A SKELETON!” the child squealed.

“Just like Oppa Sans and Oppa Papyrus!…Only you’re not BALD!”

Though she hoped his jokes aren’t as bad as Sans’ and his food isn’t as bad as Papyrus’…

“It’s nice to meet you, Lewis-nim! You’re very tall and your hair is very pretty! My Samchon Ton-ton would kill for hair like yours!” she giggled.

#determinedcrybaby #V: Main #//Haha Arthur better start running.

At first, Lewis was worried he’d made a mistake by showing himself to her, but in the next second, a huge grin appeared on her face, and next thing he knew, small hands were cupping his cheekbones.

She was… excited to see a skeleton? Not only that, was she saying that she knew other skeletons? Either she had an interesting imagination, or she knew some weird people.

He rubbed the back of his head as the girl happily spoke. “I’m actually kind of a ghost too, not just a skeleton.” He told her, trying to get used to someone reacting to him this way. He was used to running or screaming (of course that was usually because he was trying to scare them off but that wasn’t the point), not… this.

“My hair is made of fire, I could put it out when I want, then I’d be bald, but thank you.” Could he be any more awkward? How long had it been since he’d spoken to a kid that wasn’t afraid of him? “But… you know other skeletons?”

And so Haruko gently places a flower crown on Mr ghosties head.

At first, the ghost confusedly pokes the flower crown on his head, before happily accepting it.

How his hair wasn’t burning it was a mystery.

Oh wait, it was burning. Goodbye flower crown.

#//Hello there! You have given me a reason to use these icons.#//Issues with having fire for hair.#magicisanima

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#the ghost

Frisk has no idea where she is, but exploring the spooky forest had a great outcome! She had found a house, no, a mansion! The child is currently jumping up and down on a sofa, swinging a big stick around whilst giggling.

The moment someone stepped into his mansion, Lewis knew, and once he knew, he went searching for this intruder. It didn’t take long, he could hear giggles echo from down the hall he was floating through. And when he found the room the intruder was in he saw… wait… was that a kid? What was a kid doing here? This wasn’t a place any normal kid would end up finding, most kids would get spooked by the surrounding forest and run but… here was this kid, in an unknown mansion in the middle of a spooky forest jumping on a couch within, swinging a stick around.

… That wasn’t what he was expecting.

“… What are you doing?”

He hoped to catch her attention without startling her. He could do the whole ghost shtick, but… that was a little cliche.

Frisk wiped at her eyes, no it is NOT fine. It is not polite to do this–! Though she pushed her thoughts to the side to listen to what Lewis had to say.

“Huh?..Oh I know–!” she answered a bit too confidently. “But it’s fun to explore! When you explore you go on adventures and make new friends! Oh, just on my last adventure and uh..first adventure I didn’t just make friends, I now have a family!“

Though it was all by accident, she just had a stroke of good luck falling into the mountain. Sure she died a few times, but nothing a save state couldn’t fix.

Frisk seemed to have completely forgotten she was crying a few moments ago, she was right back to her bubbly personality.

“My name is Frisk! What’s yours Mister? And..can I ask you something..? Could you lean down so I can see you? You’re really tall and kinda look like a blurry, pink, triangle.”

#//Don't mind that I'd just be happy to write!#//If you do end up going back onto your blog then come to me!#//Lewis would /kill/ to see an Arthur.#determinedcrybaby #V: Main

Lewis was... confused, to say the least. One moment she was crying, then the next, she was talking about some kind of adventure where she made friends and family... Yeah, he had no idea respond to that. Though he was a little curious about what kind of adventure resulted in her gaining a family, she had already moved onto introducing herself.

Wait... she couldn’t see him clearly? Well, that explained why she probably wasn’t commenting on his being a ghost. He didn’t know how she would react to him, but if she had no problem exploring the forest and an unknown mansion, then she’d hopefully have no problem with him.

He then leaned down enough to be close to her level, hoping this was good enough.

“This better? And my name is Lewis, nice to meet you, Frisk.” He quickly remembered to introduce himself after he leaned down to her level.

Frisk has no idea where she is, but exploring the spooky forest had a great outcome! She had found a house, no, a mansion! The child is currently jumping up and down on a sofa, swinging a big stick around whilst giggling.

The moment someone stepped into his mansion, Lewis knew, and once he knew, he went searching for this intruder. It didn’t take long, he could hear giggles echo from down the hall he was floating through. And when he found the room the intruder was in he saw… wait… was that a kid? What was a kid doing here? This wasn’t a place any normal kid would end up finding, most kids would get spooked by the surrounding forest and run but… here was this kid, in an unknown mansion in the middle of a spooky forest jumping on a couch within, swinging a stick around.

… That wasn’t what he was expecting.

“… What are you doing?”

He hoped to catch her attention without startling her. He could do the whole ghost shtick, but… that was a little cliche.

The child immediately ceased her bouncing and looked over to Lewis. Frisk squints hard at the other, attempting to get her vision to focus; but, as usual, no avail…

She slid off of one of the couch cushions and skipped over to the ghost merrily, skipped no signs of fear from the other whatsoever! Well it was mainly from the fact her new family are all monsters, which all have tried to kill at least once, so she has no reason to be so frightened by things anymore…Well that and she can’t really be afraid of someone she can’t see.

“Hello, mister!” came the tiny voice.

Oh..What was she doing.?

…

It took her a moment, this was probably this man’s house..And she was hopping on his furniture..

The young heroine tears up a bit, she felt bad now…

“I..I’m sorry, I just walked into your home and started jumping on y-your couch..”

#//Hi there!#//You have an Arthur blog? Oh my god that would be awesome to see an Arthur.#//I've never had the chance to write with one.#determinedcrybaby #V: Main

Was she... skipping over to him? Apparently he didn’t have to worry abut startling her, because she didn’t seem scared at all, even after he addressed her. Stared down at her, a bit dumbfounded by her friendly demeanor to someone she didn’t know.

But his confusion quickly faded as he noticed her start to tear up and apologize. Oh no, he did not mean to make her cry. Did she think he was angry at her? That was not at all what intended.

“H-Hey don’t worry about it.” He put his hands up in front of himself, awkwardly trying to reassure her it was fine. “I’m not upset or anything, just, uh... wondering what a kid like you is doing here... You know... this isn’t the safest place to explore.”

Seriously, what was she doing in the middle of a creepy forest in a haunted mansion? And she didn’t seem bothered at all by the fact she was taking to a ghost.

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#the ghost #//This is cool.

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An argument that ended with You cant expect me to believe that! Fine, I’ll go check it out on my own if you wont come!” Is how Vivi found herself back here. A mansion hidden back behind some eery looking tree that had long been abandoned from the looks of it. She knew better. She knew there was some kind of Paranormal activity here upon a prior visit! Staring up at the building she tilted her head to the side, her hands on her hips. She was going to get to the bottom of this! It was her job after all!

Without further adieu she pushed the doors open, making her way inside. The faint sound of harmonies and tunes faded as ghosts vanished greeted her as she entered. Now..where should she go? She thought about it as she went inside more, being mindful of the floor so she didn’t find herself falling in much like last time.

#blueinvestigator #//And here we go.#//This is going to be interesting.#//Hope my reply was okay!

The mansion was eerily dark, not nearly as bright as it was her first visit. The candles were still lit with the purple flames, but they were dim, close to snuffing themselves out. The entire mansion was representing Lewis’ mental state, which, was not the best.

He stood motionless in one of the many rooms in the mansion, holding the heart that also functioned as a locket, staring at the picture it held within. It hurt, looking at what was once a happy memory, knowing that he may never return to those times.

He barely noticed that someone had entered the mansion, until he heard footsteps. And with the sound of those footsteps, there came a faint hint of hope. He started to silently float towards the sound, the cracked heart returning to its place on his chest, giving small, gentle beats.

But when he saw the source of the footsteps, he froze in place. Just down the hall, she was there, Vivi. She came back? Why? Instead of continuing to ponder this, he spoke up to alert her of his presence.

“Why have you returned?”

Frisk has no idea where she is, but exploring the spooky forest had a great outcome! She had found a house, no, a mansion! The child is currently jumping up and down on a sofa, swinging a big stick around whilst giggling.

The moment someone stepped into his mansion, Lewis knew, and once he knew, he went searching for this intruder. It didn’t take long, he could hear giggles echo from down the hall he was floating through. And when he found the room the intruder was in he saw… wait… was that a kid? What was a kid doing here? This wasn’t a place any normal kid would end up finding, most kids would get spooked by the surrounding forest and run but… here was this kid, in an unknown mansion in the middle of a spooky forest jumping on a couch within, swinging a stick around.

… That wasn’t what he was expecting.

“… What are you doing?”

He hoped to catch her attention without startling her. He could do the whole ghost shtick, but… that was a little cliche.

#determinedcrybaby #V: Main

#the ghost #hate the most #//Hugs make it all better.

“How can you forgive me…?”

“I dunno. Same way you did for me, I guess.”

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What if Lewis stopped trying to kill Arthur and just now haunts him with passive-aggressive remarks? Voiced by me

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He just wanted to ask where the remote was! Ghostly habits are hard to break.