Closed RP with lovelybunchof-roses
Dust fell to the ground like the snow all around them as they let the hand holding their knife fall to their side, it had been easy far too easy. Papyrus hadn't even fought back, worse yet he has said that he believed in them, that they could do better, could they though? They weren't even sure who the real monsters were here, but Frisk had a suspicion that it was them. "I hate this..." they said quietly to themselves as they looked up at the celling of snowdin.











