u/mossatthestation

*It is an unassuming autumn day at QC's diner. You and Noelle are both sitting at a table, outside, waiting for your food.

*Her hair shines like platinum, and there is a warm smile on her face.

(It's... good to see Kris out and about. I haven't been invited to something like this in ages...)

You know Kris, I can't remember the last time we had a meal together... let alone go out for one! Fwahaha!

You remember all those times Mom made us go here, right? On those weekends, Mom didn't like the idea of us playing indoors all day... so she'd dress you up herself, and make us go to QC's!

She'd say it was so we 'don't cause any mess' or 'so we don't get square eyes'. But, secretly... I bet she really liked you spending time with me. But, maybe not in a... kind way...

I... I know most of it was because of my loneliness. After Dess... I was grieving so much, and Mom just... didn't want her daughter being the local moody girl. And you'd just be... pressured into doing all these things with me.

I mean, haha, hanging at a proper diner, looking all fancy? And you were clean dressed for once? With human foundation, too? Just by being next to you, I probably looked like the golden daughter of the whole town!

Over time I... guess I just got better at masking it. I didn't know at the time, but... I'm... really sorry for causing all that. She did so many forceful things, just to keep up her image as the town Mayor. The super Mom with the flawless daughter...

Sometimes... I have these... thoughts. That, one day, I'll be able to stop masking all my grief, and I'll finally get back at her... just to feel real again. In control, you know?

But, when we're together like this, Kris, I don't have any of those thoughts at all. They vanish like... like a skipping stone beneath the surface. It's like... I don't need to grief ever again.

Y-you... must feel similar, right Kris?

(I really don't know what's gotten into them to act so polite recently, but whatever the change... I hope it doesn't go away again...)

D-don't snicker like that! Eating here was your idea, so unless you're about to PRANK me-

A-ah~! Kris! Don't shake the table! That's YOUR drink you're about to spill!

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Fwahaha, you know Kirs, if we did this more often, your blood sugar wouldn't be so low, and you might just stop dozing off in class! No more teasing comments from Berdly! How does that sound?

I'll meet you here every Monday morning, before school. It'll be my treat! We'll both have a reason to wake up early! Fwahaha!

H-huh? Only if I look just as.. c-cute... everyday!? Well, I'll try my best to be as adorable as you are, okay~?

Kris, something's been on my mind recently, and I need to talk about it...

...don't worry! This isn't about, um, us or anything, haha... It's about... Dess...

These past nights... I don't think I've been sleeping very well, Kris. Or... any other night this past week.

Whenever I try and fall asleep I feel manic... even when you hug me warm and tight, it just... hasn't been going away.

I keep having this recurring dream, just as I drift off... It's always terrifying... me and you are hanging out with my sister. In the woods.

No matter what we end up doing in the dream, her face starts melting infront of me... all the flesh and fur melts off... until nothing is left but a featureless skull.

I try to fill in the blanks as hard as I can, but nothing happens.. then I wake up.

Or.. I'll dream of looking through old family photo-albums in the basement... and the same thing happens, like her fur's been smeared with chalk, before falling off... I literally cannot see her. But... I KNOW what she looks like. I mean, People don't just forget these things...

I thought it might be because of my mediation, or that you keep me too warm at night, but...

...Yesterday, I tried to get Mom to fish out those photos from the basement. Real photos, not the ones in the dream, and she got all shifty and dismissive. At the hospital, Dad said he left his phone at home and couldn't show me any.

Whenever I look through my computer to find any, I just... start getting this terrible migraine, and I need to stop. But it's only when I'm looking for photographs...

I... called Toriel to ask about some old photos, and she said... she lost... all of them... Kris, is that true?

Fwahaha, I think I just need to go to the doctor again, I'm sure i'm just delirious... but...

Kris.. in your dream, the one you had weeks ago, the one with me in it... did you get to see her?

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You... only saw her silhouette...? But, you still remember what she looked like, right!?

Her red antlers, her black her... I-I mean, blue antlers...? Wait, or did she dye her hair, just before she left... I... she was never blonde, right Kris?

And her fur always blended into the forest, like Dad's. But... one dream it had matched the sand by the lake... oh god...

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K-Kris, don't stare like that... y-you're scaring me... tell me you have a photo of her. You have to. You HAVE to!
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*You start look for some old family photos on your phone.

*There are some of you and your brother.

*There are some of you and your parents.

*There are some of you and the Holidays. You think you see Dess, but...

*She's nothing but a monochrome smear.

You know how cold Mom keeps the house, Kris... and it's been so quiet these past years...

(Oh gosh, this is going to be so hard to ask, I'm probably blushing already...)

Um... you haven't forgotten those winter nights, right Kris?

When you'd hold me gently as I drifted to sleep.. I uh, actually wanted to apologize for um.. being so needy back then.

The heat from your chest against my fur was always like.. some meditative tone, or white noise. Just for a short while... it made me forget about all my worries.

But... I know you were always thinking about something else... and I know you were probably just doing it for my sake...

(On some nights, Kris would be so tense their limbs would feel like they were... being held in place by a bunch of wires. When I slept, I wonder what they were thinking of me? Were they ever thinking of me at all? Did it even bother me? Even if their mind was elsewhere I still... liked it... )

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Sorry I... I've just been feeling guilty about it. You don't hold a grudge for it, after all this time, right? I just wanted to make sure...

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H-huh?? How... how long have I been thinking about this? Well, not all the time! Only when it gets really, really cold...

I mean, my pillows don't have coils in them, silly! Fwahaha! Of course I think of you when it's cold...

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It's.. okay if you d-don't want to cuddle the whole night... maybe we can just um.. watch some reruns on the flatscreen! This time I.. I can let you be the little spoon, haha!

*Kris tries to tilt their head to cover their eyes, but can't stop themselves from chuckling.

H-hey! I... promise I won't um... chew on your hair like the last time, okay! If I do... I'll give you your old sweater back! Hehe!

And.. don't get any weird ideas, because I promise I haven't been using it for anything! Promise~

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Hii everyone! I was looking through some our old stuff in the basement, and I found the family record player!

(Well, I say 'stuff', but mom has kept so many things, it's more like a city trash dump LOL xP (no offense Mom!)).

Not sure if I was too young to remember, but according to Dad, my sister would buy vinyls from the town festival every ear, but would have no way to play them! XD. So eventually, one Christmas, Mom just couldn't handle all the unused records in the house going to waste, and bought this player!

I was never allowed to touch it, (I'd always get scared by all the its wires and its pointy diamond stylus), but my sister loved telling me how it all worked.

Now I don't think I ever understood why she needed the speakers in her room to be "just right", but as a kid I was convinced she was a total expert xP.

She'd justify it by saying "It's like the band is really playing right in front of you!" due to acoustics?, or something LOL<

I didn't know enough about music to know (or hear) the difference. I think Kris tried to explain it for years, and I still didn't quite get it X).

I never really used it in my own time, though. I guess I was happy with my little own CD player, and I liked the privacy of headphones (even if it was a bit lonely sometimes).

Also I probably didn't want everyone in the house to judge my music taste anyway LOL (has it improved? NO PROMISES!!).

Even if I didn't use it, Kris sure DID because there was a time they were absolutely glued to the thing! They still probably used it for hundreds of hours (isn't that right krismas xP ?). But, after more time passed, I guess Mom decided to pack it away.

I know we all have our own huge CD collections and.. I guess the internet means you don't neeeed to listen to vinyls anymore, but would anyone like to come over and listen to it again??

I'll MAKE SURE KRIS IS HERE THIS TIME so they can set up the speakers how they used to be (u better not try to do another electrical socket prank krissy lol!!)!! Being forced to use headphones again would suck xP !

Anyway if anyone's free please PLEASE let me know as soon as possible so we can set it up! I think I'm SO excited I could scream, but I think I'll wait until the music plays!

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{art by me again, thx for reading :3}

You mean, you want to download them again.? I don't know about THAT, Kris, fahaha... the last time I let you do that, I think you um.. tried to, hurt all the sims we made?

And.. you wanted to see if that temperature mod did anything to Berdly!? Haha, talking to him at the library the next day was so funny~ I kept imaging his sim trapped in that house of refrigerators you built!

He had, like, so many bad status effects we couldn't see the screen, you prankster! Good thing I didn't post about THAT on the blog...

..no? Something else? Oh! No, now I remember Kris, you installed a bunch of cat-petterz mods when I wasn't looking!

Those were the ones that kept breaking my computer... no way am I letting you mod anything unsupervised again!

Huh? Wait, you mean-- do I have any mods right now? Um!.. ha.. n-no, I don't think any are installed right now! S-so, there's no use checking!

Actually, u-um, before we start, you should get yourself some hot chocolate! From downstairs!

So I can get everything, umm, r-ready for us to play!

There's nothing.. weird on these saves, everything just needs to be... o-organized first, ahahah! Promise~

(Art done by me x3)

(A quarter rattles inside the library payphone. It hits the bottom of the empty coinbox with a loud thunk.)

Okay, now, Kris' number was..? Golly, I haven't done this in years, I.. shouldn't be so reliant on speed-dial.

Maybe if I.. concentrate, and hold my breath.. I can...

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(Click. Click. Click Click. The numbers on the keypad are entered faster and faster, until an automatic voice says:)

*The person you are calling is not available. Please leave a message.

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Fwahaha.. I knew I still had my old muscle memory ..

Er, I mean... hi Kris, or um, I mean, NO thanks, Kris, for pranking me again! Fwahaha.. this is so crazy but I.. I know you're listening! You... have to be.

Um.. I remember this old trick.. one time.. before you-.. um, when you were over and.. you hid away my new phone! And, you didn't tell me...

It was one um.. I think.. of the fancy flip ones, from the city, that Dess got me, for Christmas! She.. cut out glow-in-the-dark stickers and, glued them on before.. giving it to me ha..

But you, Krismas, haha, no thanks to you, you snatched it from me! And, you ran upstairs, to hide it!

I um.. think you tickled me and.. I dropped it on the carpet? Or the couch maybe...

Anyways, I remember me and Dess looking EVERYWHERE for it, all while you had a stupid, big grin on your face!

I wanted to be SO mad at you~ But... the more Dess would search... the more you laughed at the whole thing.. and the more I laughed too...

Eventually, Dess gave me a few quarters to... go to the library payphone and.. call my own number, so she could find it, from the ringtone.. She said she set it to Blood Crushers before wrapping it..

Of course, you hid it in one of those dumb wind-up santas! She said she smacked you with her wiffle bat, while it was ringing.. but you just.. kept laughing!

She um.. picked up the call, and gave the phone to you.. and... while I was standing here.. you were over there.!

And, you'd said you'd give me my phone back.. but you didn't hang up.. you walked all the way to the library.

I um.. said you didn't have to! But , you did. ..still.. calling, and talking with me, over air waves, for the first time.. until I saw you on the road..

Fahaha.. it was.. so funny seeing you with my phone, Kirsmas.. you were skipping around the road while, I stood here. Perfectly still..

I remember.. your voice then. The crunchy, over the phone voice. It, wasn't like the old landline which, always had Tori and Asgore talking over you,

or Azzy trying to take it from you.. it was just, your voice..

Your happy.. happy.. voice...

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I.. know you like to prank us Kris.. all of us, especially now, like...

Now you've been hiding your own phone! You didn't even do your own prank right, fwahaha! You... aren't supposed to hide your own phone..

Or maybe you're... pretending not to hear calls! From... my phone! Like you, make me c-call you a bunch of times... taking up my time...

And you're doing it to Tori's, and, Susie too... I think Mom tried to use the phone company to help...

They.. don't like this prank of yours, Kris, but... I know you! You're a big troublemaker! You'd never-

(Her voice chokes for a moment. There is a lump in her throat. She doesn't finish her sentence. The phone is gripped tighter.)

Ah-! Sorry um for this Kris I-I, must be getting a cold. All these phone calls m-must be *Sniff making me.. like.. this..

You know, haha.. when a doe asks you something you.. ha.. should be polite! And, you should listen.!

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And you.. are supposed to be here, in hometown, to listen to us.. I.. um-

Please we... I...really..

..really...

...miss you, Kris...