(This is gonna be a big timeskip from the last chapter. Just warning ya. Also, just letting y'all know that I figured out what leads to the ending now XD)
.....THEY KILLED PAPYRUS.....
Jordan was shaking, tears leaving him as he collapsed onto the snow behind some trees. The kid was walking away now... But Jordan couldn't seem to stand. He felt sick, torn even.
He didn't even know why he felt that way. Maybe it was having the knowledge of Paps dying but being unable to help at the time of need.
Whatever it was, it was crushing his soul... He sobbed, burying his face in his sleeves..
Why.... Why was this tearing him up inside?
He knew it was coming. He knew what Frisk was about to do. Yet...
Yet why did he do nothing to stop it?
His downward spiral of depression paused when he felt a poke on his leg. He reluctantly glanced up, his eyelights meeting the brown eyes of one certain annoying dog.
The dog looked worried, it's head tilted while it whined softly.
Jordan, even though he didn't feel any happiness, managed to crack a very shaky smile. His tears still fresh as he reached over and gently pet the dog behind the ears. The dog nuzzled his hand, still whimpering as if to ask him if he was ok.
He sighed, continuing to pet the small dog to calm his nerves. He spoke in a whisper,"...... I'll be ok, bud. I just.... Wasn't prepared to see him go I guess..."
The dog nuzzled his hand one more time before climbing into his lap, curling up as a way of comfort.
They stayed like that for a while, enjoying each others company as Jordan tried to process everything that happened.
...... What is he supposed to do?.......
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YOU ARE READING
In the game
Fanfiction"..... Heya kid.." " Sansy, have you came to ppppllllaaaayyyy~?" " No. I've came this far to stop your games..." "........ You're not sansy, are you?" " nope. And frankly, I don't know who's controlling you outside the screen, but this MUST end...
