Lemon trees - ii au

Recollection

Microphone went along to the forest separating the season one and two areas, Ignoreing what happened around her. She needed to focus and find taco. 

Pickle stepped beside her. "Going somewhere?" He asked casually. Microphone slowed down a bit and looked over to him. "Uhhh, yeah." She said as she continued walking. Pickle crossed his arms, "where?"

Microphone began going a bit faster again. "Nowhere i think you need to know about."

Pickle sighed. "Look, Microphone, Knife told me about earlier."

Microphone stopped in her tracks, turning around to face him. "Oh."

Pickle sighed again. "I really dont think this is a good idea. Shes manipulative, cruel, and just a generally god awful person. I think its better if we just wait this out." Pickle felt a bit heavy. Microphone noticed he wouldn't make eye contact.

 Microphone dragged her hand along the strap of her bag. "I know that, pickle. That was the reason i stopped talking to her a while ago. Hell, i even asked her, 'is that what you said to pickle?' When i cut her off for it." Her shoulders dropped as pickles expression softened. "But if shes hurt, or taken, or even dead..." she held her bag tightly. "I should find her. Its my fault shes even here."

Pickle brought his eye contact back. It seemed quiet for a moment. All you could hear was the trees rustling in the wind or the occasional woodland creature makeing noise.

Finally, pickle began to walk past her. "Your funeral mic. Call me if something happens." He dissappeared out of the woods.

Microphone continued onward.

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Taco rested on the edge of crappy cliff. Fortunately, it didn't smell as bad as before. She could still see Mephones original frame. Along with mephone5. 

That felt like lifetimes ago now. She couldn't believe she was sitting in the same spot mephone4s had died in. Where mephone was reborn. 

"A phoenix" she wrote in her diary. "he was reborn and rose from the ashes. The ashes of 4s."

But hey, what did any of this have to do with her?

She decided to head down back to her makeshift campsite at the elimination area. She was quite used to living outside at this point. It was almost calming to her. The way rain pattered on a tents roof, the way warm sunlight woke her up. It was familiar, especially in a place like this. And it was so comforting.

She sat on her sleeping bag. Dispite it only being late afternoon, she was exhausted. Maybe a nap would do her some good. 

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Hey!! Ironic how this is a follow up to a fanfic i made called "snowed in" and now i rly like undertale, which has a location called "snowdin" but thats just a thought.

Sorry for not updating sooner! Thanks for your patience!