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Hannah shook her head with a smile at the offer for more. There was no sense in being greedy, the fries would keep her going for a little while. She pressed her face closer to the skeleton as the branches in his shortcut  swept cold frost against her, draining away what little warmth she still had left in her little frame.

What she didn’t expect was the wave of warmth that swept over her so easily when they arrived. But- there hadn’t been any door just a bush! Snow and frost that once covered her had already started to melt, leaving the shivering human wet with icy skin.

Least she was warming up.

Sliding from his back Hannah stiffened as she noticed the other occupants, tiny fingers clinging to the sleeve of his coat to give herself comfort. There were other monsters here… but they didn’t seem to be too bothered about her, unlike the ones outside.

“You’re the first person here who’s talked to me without hitting me.” Hannah answered quietly, eyes fixed on a few of the monsters in the room. She wasn’t scared because they were monsters, no the little girl was frightened they might try and hurt her.

She didn’t even know why they wanted to in the first place.

Whew.... paranoid, wasn't she? { She had good reason to be.... monsters weren't exactly friendly to humans-- } not after the king had decreed desire for each and every human soul that fell down to this ( HELL )

  This place really wasn't that bad-- It was warm, and welcoming,  and it had a homely feel to it that most other places didn't...       ( a feeling that rivalled the in just down the snowey lane. )  and despite the monsters here, they were friendly faces, those who liked to waste time,    or perhaps make friends,   or complain about current situations,   or yearn after the surface realm.       If anything, they weren't fighters ( save for the canine couple seated with the rest of the furry army )  and were only ever threatening in appearance.     Even Grillby, a living flame, was more gentleman than danger.      ( He didn't like burning people. )

    [ " * .... really? uh-oh... that sounds like a bad deal.                 don't worry, kiddo.... these monsters ain't bad at all.     y'know, besides being bad at poker. but that's another matter-- " ]

  Gesture, with the arm not obligated to stay at his side for the girl to grasp,    a wave that's returned by other such gestures, or a call of the skeleton's name, a smile or two if it were possible.

    [ " * c'mon, kid... bar seats. those'd be ours-- " ]

He's careful as he leads her to the seats,    gives a nod to one of the chairs  ( one with a rather well-placed whoopie cushion... careful, Hannah! )   as he, himself, managed his way onto the other, resting boney fingers on the bar table before them,    tapping them once, twice, three times before glancing down at the girl again.

       [ " * ... if you've got any questions 'bout this realm, i can try 'n answer 'em... " ]

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  I officially live in Snowdin--    It was a nice and toasty 50 something the other day and I went riding in literally a tank top with no jacket and thin pants    and now it’s blizzarding so bad that classes pretty much everywhere got cancelled,    and tbh that rarely ever happens here... even if we get like three feet of snow.    I love Colorado, man.

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  gotta go catch a shower and then head off to practice     before riding so I can babysit later tonight    whew, what a full day...

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His funny words only brought a bigger smile to her face despite the ache in her small body. Hauling herself (and the royal rabbit) into the support of his back her little fingers clung to the fabric of his coat. She certainly didn’t weigh much.

The mention of food got her stomach growling, how long had it been? Couple of days? Even so a full blown smile found its way to her face at his offer. “Fries please!” Hannah chirped from his back, sometimes please went a long way.

Though it hadn’t worked on some of the monsters back there… their hits really hurt.

Tally-hoop---!

    Up went the kid and back went the monster's arms,     to hold her in place as he rose back to a stand,   huffing out a long breath ( that fogs in the wintery air )                 before stepping forward, through the snow.

  [ " * fries?  y'know, that sounds like a pretty good choice--    i think i'll have just the same thing.                y'sure you don't want anythin' else? --

                                o o p s, hold on-- shortcut-- " ]

  It seemed unorthodox,    but it was then that Sans took a rather sharp turn into a rather large clump of frosted over flora,  pushing his way through, a pickling sensation finding its way to his body, to the world around--     ( he pushes aside another clump of branches, and before you could blink, they two were standing in Grillby's,                right in the doorway )

   Don't ask him how he manages to do that--    { he won't ever tell }

          [ " * heh--- fast shortcut, huh?                          hey, grillby--- two orders of fries over here, yeah?                 so kid.... you made any acquaintances down here, or'sit jus' me? " ]

It's there he'll offer to let her down, if she wants,     crouching a little so she might slide off his back--        'course, he really couldn't care less.   He just wants to sit down, really.

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‘’I think they should be in the back,’’ she walked over and looked over his shoulder. ‘’There’s one behind the juicebox,’’ she pointed. ‘’So, it sounds like things are going well for you and you friends. But…what exactly you do? Besides visit people to get ketchup.’’

[ " * heh---- thanks-- again. " ]

    Pushing aside various items   to tip his body a bit deeper in the fridge for the packets of ketchup,  Sans eventually satisfied himself,      shoving them haphazardly into the pockets of his hoodie,    closing the fridge behind him.   ( He really didn't feel bad about taking it all. )  The only thing that seemed to disgruntle him now was--       ( those comments. )

   Like things were going good and dandy... that they'd stay that way--   ( Sure, Frisk had kept good so far, but.... what if they got bored? )      What if something happened, what if--?

 [ " *  eh, i work off jobs. several of 'em...                 y'know, the more jobs you have, the more legally required breaks t'go with..! heh...    people are still tryn'a get used t' the monsters in their world, though.          it ain't the easiest thing,       livin' up here. it's good, but i don't think it's what a lot of us.... expected.

     'nuff about me-- what is it  y o u  do, huh? " ]

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  * Hey, Here’s a tip on how to fight my brother—!               DON’T

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*third New Yorker walking in between the first two voice* HEY IM WALKIN HERE

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*fourth New Yorker voice* Shaddap alla yas!

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feel free to read, if you'd like. this is kinda a 'thinking out loud'/processing my thoughts post,    since I dunno. I'm in a kinda eh mood, but not necessarily a bad eh mood.   More a pensive eh mood.

  I dunno, I just-- I think these past like... three weeks..? Have been the biggest, most important three weeks of my life so far. Like, I almost don't know what to think because leading up to this I've felt pretty shitty,    but just... things started to look up???

It's just really weird and kinda a long story and I dunno.

   All my life, I've wanted to do musical theater/art   but like... mainly musical theater. Every inch of me, since seeing Phantom of the Opera on tour at age 5,    dressed in a little Phantom costume, leaning over the balcony where we sat to see the musical a little better,  has just.... yearned for that.    So, I think, for a really long time I've just.... known what I wanted to do. But the thing was-- it's never been a desire for small, local theater... like I just.

             Pretty much, since I was a little tot, I've wanted to be on Broadway.        Every show I go see at our local theater reminds me of that, and I think the reason I post this now is because                of the Lion King tour we just saw...         It reminded me of my dream and how badly I want to accomplish it, and... man I dunno it's kinda nuts.

But, sorry for rambling ( even though it's kinda what this post's for )           where I was going with this was just...

   I'm just. Really grateful right now.    Things were getting really bleak earlier on in the year again, and... I dunno, it was like I was fiding things pointless again   like I wanted to accomplish a dream I couldn't reach or couldn't even hope to achieve,       like I had no where to go ---

  But like... three weeks ago I heard about this university and   no college I've seen through my extensive searching has perked my interest but..   this one just. This one gets it. This one just kinda snagged my personality and passions,    it's got an astounding worldview that really just fits what I believe and what my personal faith is,     and I think I will be really happy if I go there   instead of wait.             Not to mention my art professor went there and she keeps telling me I'd fit right into a certain dorm and I'm like   yes. Let me live there.

     On top of that, I finalized at a major competition I went to last week in women's voice   and my theater scene placed third over all and I dunno it was a huge pick me up--    like the judges wanted me so badly to study music and theater with them that I was just   starstruck.

    And finally, the topper on the cake:   was that I auditioned for a role in an honor's choir that'll perform in February at Carnegie Hall and--   and I got in.    Dear God, I got in and I don't know what to say about that besides that I am...   so humbled and honored and I don't even know how the fuck I managed to get in, but I did and...    and it just. It pushed me.   It kinda gave me that push that I can do it, that I am able to go and do Broadway if I really set my mind to it--     yknw, it gave me a resume and self confidence boost and I just. I don't know it's so amazing and I'm so excited because within my life I went from the small girl singing Christine's songs in a phantom costume in the theater at the Phantom Tour,    to a still kinda small girl singing Christine's songs in a Christine dress at the Broadway theater at the actual Broadway production after performing at Carnegie and U GH IM JUST.

My dream is possible and I still can't grasp that but   It's thee and it's true and I'm so happy.

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Papyrus tried his hardest to keep quiet as he sneaked from his room down into the kitchen to get into the cupboard and sneak some of his Halloween candy back up into his room.

He was currently trying to climb up on the counter to reach said cupboard 

To be entirely honest, Sans hadn't really come downstairs   just because he'd heard Papyrus-- In all actuality, he'd been too lazy to climb the stairs again    after coming downstairs to drop off a sock or two. Lucky for him,      despite snoozing here,   his brother wasn't exactly the most QUIET of individuals--

            Sauntering around to the doorway      to watch the smaller skeleton a moment,                 Sans rubs at an eye socket, shoves his hands in his hoodie pocket,               tilts his head at a curious angle.

  [ " * yo, bro... ain't it a bit past your bedtime 'r somethin'? " ]

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Ketchup. Wonderful, seemed he had a joker to deal with (pun completely intended).

“Ketchup’s good on  f o o d,  not by itself,” the cardshark said. Personally, he hated too much of it on what he ate. He raised an eyebrow at the mention of the… dog?

“I’ve played with all manner ‘a things, but never a dog… guess he doesn’t have much of a poker face then.” he shrugged. “It’s more fun playin’ with people who actually know what they’re doin’. Makes the look on their face when I win all the more enjoyable.”

[ " * and bourbon's good with bad breakups and lots'a tears..             you enjoyin' it by yourself, or d'ya got a sob story to go with? " ]

  If anything, the skeleton's looking pretty smug, face upturned to the gruff looking human,         grin wide as ever.

 [ " * yeah, you'd be right, there. he plays poker by himself all the time,                but never wins. y’ pretty good at the game, huh? got a couple cards up your sleeve? " ]

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More puns from the odd skeleton, a simple humor that seemed to tickle Hannah’s ‘funny bone’ to say the least. A tiny giggle escaped from her as she briefly covered her mouth with cold fingers. Untying her royal bun from her back she made him do a little lopsided bow to her new-found friend.

This was the first nice person she had met since she fell… and the first nice stranger she had ever met. Considering Hannah was never allowed to leave home that wasn’t a very long list.

“A p-piggy back? Really?” She seemed in awe with the idea, it had been years since anyone had even done anything like that. Why… she could barely even remember the last time someone actually attempted to hold her in any form.

“O-Okay.”

There she goes--! That's a giggle, if any--  Good crowd, good crowd.

  { there is not a doubt in the world }   That this child is possibly the most adorable thing to be found in the under-world, now--  ( if not one of the cutest things on the surface, as well.. )        Yup. She sure was sweeter than candy, it seemed;   the very picture of childhood.            Y'know, besides the frozen fingers and aching toes--   hopefully, it'd stay that way. Maybe she wouldn't fight back against anything in this world, if things got sketchy--            ( Sans really couldn't stand to think what would happen if a human decided to kill everything down here.. )

 [ " * you want a piggy back on my back              or on a real pig? " ]

He's grinning, glancing at her with that ( joking ) look,   before gesturing casually, { an invitation }

   [ " * naw, come on, kid-- hop on.                i know a shortcut 'er two...       we'll be there in no time.     you prefer fries ‘r burgers?" ]

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‘’Good to know,’’ she nodded, unclear if it was about the ketchup or the ‘holding grudge’ thing. ‘’If you want, you can check if there’s another bottle. My guess is however that there’s only couple bags. Feel free to take any with you,’’ she shrugged and took another sip of her coffee. ‘’You mentioned someone named…Frisk, was it? Whose that, another skeleton friend of yours?’’

[ " * yo, really?           good deal, lady.... you're not so bad, are yah? " ]

  Oops. Maybe she shouldn't have made that offer,  because there he goes,   searching through the fridge for what she had suggested she might have-- ( his answer is given while he's practically buried in the fridge, rifling through her food to find the ketchup. )

  [ " * frisk? aw, nah.... frisk ain't a skeleton--- ain't even a monster. frisk's just as human as you--             good kid, too.     decided t’stay with the queen, toriel.    they're the one who freed us, like i said-- used the human souls and... somehow managed to break the barrier          without even sacrificin' the king.     funny, too--- good hearted. kinda quiet, though. ah-hah---- these the bags you were talkin' 'bout? " ]