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“Wowie! That’s some cool glasses!” he exclaimed as his tail excitedly sways behind him. “Can you see things even with the letters in the way?”
“Aww thanks broseph, yeah I can see. The letters are just magic, they usually just help to express emotion, which is kinda difficult for me to do by myself. What about you broski? You seem pretty energetic, what’s up with that?”
“…”
His first reaction was confusion. No one had ever offered to share their home with him so he wasn’t really sure what to do now.
“Really? Aww dat’s sweet of ya’ lil’ buddy. No one’s ever done that for me so ya’ know, thanks. Ay, I been meanin’ to ask, what’s up with the whole sign language thing? Can'tcha speak or somethin’. Don’t get me wrong, i’m likin’ da’ sign language but m’ kinda curious.”
“C'mon G Dawg, you could atleast try ta’ get rid of those nasty drinkin’ habits. You’re gonna end up killin’ yourself if you don’t stop, and I know I just met ya’ but I don’t want you ta’ die. I’ll remember to bring some of my stuff over next time I visit, maybe I can cheer ya’ up then?”
‘…That’s kind of the point of drinking myself to dust. It doesn’t quite matter, though, since I just come back if I die.’
‘………’
‘But I appreciate your effort.’
“But listen though. If you just come back ta’ life after you kill yourself with all those intoxicants, then what’s da’ point? You’ll never be happy if you just keep doing dat.”
“Nice ta’ meet ya’ G Dawg, Fresh. I sorta just drift around the multiverse, I don’t really havr a purpose though.”
Though it was barely noticable, sadness could be heard in his voice when he mentions not having a purpose.
“Whoever did that to you is mean broseph. Gotta admit though, you look hella awesome, like you were in some sorta epic battle or somethin’.”
“Bro, you don’t know about the multiverse?! I have ta’ tell ya’ all about it! It’s basically a universe with multiple universes inside of it. Like how you’re from your universe but I traveled across the multiverse and ended up here.”
That was the best way he could explain it honestly.
“I don’t really have a universe though, I live in dis white void type place. It’s pretty cool once ya’ get used to da’ silence.”
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“Greetings everyone!!! I changed blogs since my old one has been kind of crowded so I’m starting over!”
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“C'mon G Dawg, you could atleast try ta’ get rid of those nasty drinkin’ habits. You’re gonna end up killin’ yourself if you don’t stop, and I know I just met ya’ but I don’t want you ta’ die. I’ll remember to bring some of my stuff over next time I visit, maybe I can cheer ya’ up then?”
“Bro, I think your cat might be a lil’ over weight. Dat’s what you’re makin’ it sound like atleast. But the closest thing I got to a pet is a furby. I actually have like 10 of em’ now, they be great company.”
By great company he meant great listeners. He sometimes talked to them as if they were actual people.
“I could get you one if ya’ want. I don’t mind sharin’.”
"Yo! What's up with all da' cryin' and unrad vibes over here? Did I miss somethin'?" {frxshbcnes}
Startled by an unfamiliar voice, Emora looked up to see…Sans? No, this must be one of the alternates, similarly to Abyss!Sans. She tried to wipe away her tears, but they refused to stop.
“My…M-My daughter’s gone…” she spoke, her voice cracking. “I… I wasn’t there when she needed me and now…” She then covered her face. “I can’t get her back…”
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"S' gonna be alright chica. I'm totes open to comfort ya' if you need it. I can't force ya' to be happier, dat's somethin' you gotta do on your own. Do ya' have any other family members? Just think about them instead of your daughter."
"I lost somethin' important ta' me once too. It was my very first furby. I be hella lonely so those little fuzz balls be da' only company I got. I was a lil' sad for a bit but you learn to just let it go. Don't wanna spread those unrad vibes yo!"
He's trying a bit harder to help now. Not sure if he was actually making anything better with his words.
“Oh y-yeah, ‘course I got a home…sorta. It’s complicated, I live by myself in this pocket dimension of mine. It’s pretty cool…it just gets lonely without anyone to talk to. But I don’t mind it at all, I got my furbies to keep me company.”
It was probably best to lie about it, he didn’t want the kid to feel bad for him for anything. To tell the truth he hated being there, it was always so quiet. That was usually the reason he spent so much time traveling the multiverse.
“Mr. Skittles is a pretty rad nickname though. Named after my favorite candy, a dream come true.”
“Dang broseph, dat sucks. I’m sure you’ll find your bro eventually. I’m guessin’ he’s a Papyrus? Every Sans has a Papyrus so ya’ know. If it makes ya’ feel any better I don’t have a brother so I guess you aren’t alone there broski.”
He smiles, trying to turn the negativity of family loss into a positive thing. But horribly failing at it.
“Nice ta’ meet ya’ G Dawg, Fresh. I sorta just drift around the multiverse, I don’t really havr a purpose though.”
Though it was barely noticable, sadness could be heard in his voice when he mentions not having a purpose.
“Whoever did that to you is mean broseph. Gotta admit though, you look hella awesome, like you were in some sorta epic battle or somethin’.”