Forgotten Phoenix (New Purpose Sequel)

The End

(~Honey's POV + Time Skip 1 Year~)
[~Twins - 11 Years Old~]

Y/N and I had long fallen asleep. I was pulled from sleep by the sound of a voice, "Dad." Next came the little hands shaking my shoulder. They call again, a little louder, "Dad." I sigh and open my eye sockets to the darkness. I answer, "Yes, Son?" My eyes meet with Roman's, who is currently standing beside our bed. He has his blanket in his arms. It's longer than him so part of it has been dragged along the floor. Orange tears fall down Roman's face as he looks away.

'Aw.. Poor kid..'

I sit up partially and lean myself on one arm. "What's going on? Nightmares again?" He nods. Answering me only upsets him further as he cries more. He tries so hard to stifle his fear but I see his eyes slowly losing their color. "I couldn't stop it. They were hurting everyone. They hUrT MaMA-" His whimpers soon turn to panicked breathing. He grabs at his chest as he fights for air. Immediately, I urgently grab Roman and lift him into my lap. "Hey hey hey- Roman, it's okay. It's okay. Look at me. Look at Mama." I gesture to sleeping Y/N beside me. Roman looks to her and I continue, "She's right here. We're safe. You're okay." Roman finally starts to breathe again. It's shaky but it's progress. I sigh and pet his skull softly. I teleport a bottle of honey into my hand from the kitchen cabinet. I open up the cap and take a sip. The rich and sticky sweetness fills my mouth and easily lingers after I swallow.

'Might as well now that I'm awake.'

Roman stares at me similar to how my blaster stares at a bone. "Pff- want a sip?" I ask and offer the bottle to him. Roman shakily takes the bottle and takes a few sips for himself. When he offers it back to me, I shake my head. "Go on, it's yours."

'It'll keep him distracted for a little while.'

And distract him, it did. For the next few minutes, Roman took his time with drinking the whole bottle. The bravery returned to his pupils and his breathing returned to normal. "Thank you." He licks his mouth as he gives me the empty bottle. I set it off to the side on my nightstand. "No problem. Just don't make it a daily habit to drink after midnight. It's just this one time, understand?" He nods his head. Y/N starts to shift before she turns over facing us. I gently run my other hand through her hair. "How do you deal with them?" Roman asks. My gaze switches back to him again as I hum, "Hm?" "The nightmares about Frisk. You have them too. How do you deal with them?" I pause at the question.

'How am I supposed to answer an eleven-year-old truthfully without shattering his hope entirely?'

"I remind myself of my family."
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"Does it make them go away?"
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"No, but it makes things easier. No one wants you to take this alone. That's why we'll always be here for you. With your family, you'll be stronger than Frisk ever was."

Roman becomes quiet for a second while staring at my lap. "Does that mean I can stay with you and Mama tonight?" He asks. "I don't see why not." I say with a small smile. Roman crawls off of my lap and into the space between Y/N and I. This wakes her up. She opens her eyes just slightly. She yawns out, "Hi Pumpkin." Roman hugs onto her. She wraps her arms around him like a stuffed animal, cupping a hand around the back of his skull too. Footsteps come from the hall. I look to the doorway and see Serif's dull (s/c) eyes peeking in. I chuckle lightly, "Of course you'd be up too." "Can I come?" Serif asks.

'Well I have to treat them fAIrLy-'

"C'mon." I state simply. Serif smiles and comes closer by walking along the wall. Serif relies on it for majority of his balance. He has to pace himself but he does eventually get close enough for me to reach him. I wrap my arms under his arms and pull him up. Y/N watches me and questions me with a smirk, "Don't y-you think t-they're getting a b-bit o-old to stay in bed with us?" "I am making memories." I defend my case and I win. "Pff- Okay H-Honey." Serif squeezes between me and Roman. I pull the covers over my family and lay myself back down.