Happy to help.
[A little bit more paper shuffling, and what sounds like a drawer being closed.]
I'll stop chewing your ear off now, [not that Sans has them] but thanks again. Let me know if there's anything I can do for you or that brother of yours.
[Or, you know, anyone else. Nick likes to help where he can. Every little bit helps make this place more tolerable.]
[A little bit more paper shuffling, and what sounds like a drawer being closed.]
I'll stop chewing your ear off now, [not that Sans has them] but thanks again. Let me know if there's anything I can do for you or that brother of yours.
[Or, you know, anyone else. Nick likes to help where he can. Every little bit helps make this place more tolerable.]
We try. That's all we really can do.
[And with that, he hangs up with a click. He'll check in again at some point, Sans. That's just how he does.]
[And with that, he hangs up with a click. He'll check in again at some point, Sans. That's just how he does.]
[After everything goes back to normal, Frisk is expecting to be- somewhat disappointed, as they go back through their photos. In a twist that's beyond surprising, they actually aren't. And it's but minutes afterwards that Sans will find his phone gently flooded with a few prize photographs.
One of Alphys, surrounded by the moped she'd opted to pull apart, in a well lit and clean garage.
Another of Chara and Asriel, back in their apartment. With the sunshine pouring through the window, they're content as anything to simply lay in a patch of it on the floor, curled around each other.
Another of...food. Grapes, actually. A whole lot of grapes. Grapes are amazing.
And one photo of Frisk, tongue barely poking out, giving the camera a thumbs up with a well and truly buried Sans in the background. Sans in the sands.
They both look pretty happy.]
One of Alphys, surrounded by the moped she'd opted to pull apart, in a well lit and clean garage.
Another of Chara and Asriel, back in their apartment. With the sunshine pouring through the window, they're content as anything to simply lay in a patch of it on the floor, curled around each other.
Another of...food. Grapes, actually. A whole lot of grapes. Grapes are amazing.
And one photo of Frisk, tongue barely poking out, giving the camera a thumbs up with a well and truly buried Sans in the background. Sans in the sands.
They both look pretty happy.]
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