Nothing crazy had happened in the last few months, which was nice. You'd sat next to plenty of other kids, but never with an actual goat kid, his fluffy paws tapping through a Tetris game. You'd ridden in plenty of cars, but never with a purple-robed goat monster steering. You'd seen plenty of sidewalks, but never with jelly creatures jiggling down them. You'd looked at plenty of store windows, but never with a merhorse flexing at his own reflection. It looked like the old one, just with the Underground spread on top like weird peanut butter. They're figuring it out, though.Ī new world rolled by the car window. Asriel is a delicate marshmallow, but knows he's loved. Frisk is very confident with adventurous stuff, but unsure about how to fit into a family.
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