An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Brrrrrrrr did another impulsively written fanfic. This one is going to be on the shorter side and I don’t really have a plan for it, but it’ll be a nice, hurt/comfort, fluff and feelsy fic.
It’s also inspired by this animatic from Youtube!
Keep reading for a summary.
The chaos from the X-Event finally blew over. It had been a few years in his world since the nearly apocalyptic battle for the multiverse, and it hadn't been forgotten, far from it actually, but most things had been rebuilt. There were even monuments for the lives and structures lost, but the scars were definitely still there.
Papyrus moved out, Sans stayed in his rural cottage away from everyone, Toriel and Asgore finally began to stand each other again... And every now and then, Ink would come and check up on how he was doing.
He just really wished he didn't bring trouble with him half the time.
Also, what does he mean by "babysit the guardian of negativity"?
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapter 3 of “When You’re Old Enough, You’ll Understand” is up because I have not written anything in... a couple weeks, and I desperately need to feel productive! The wholesome and sweet and real trauma of a child will come soon! Just wait for it, ahahah...
Summary: Sans tries to get Nightmare to talk. He doesn't do so great, but Dream and Nightmare say goodnight.