Crynime: Encryption

Chapter 41: SNOWDIN

*Hey look! There's something in this box, Cry.*

The brunet walked over and peered inside.

"What is it?"

Frisk reached in and pulled out a pink glove; Cry was reading a sign next to the box.

The brunet hummed thoughtfully.

"Well, to make it short, we can put our stuff in here and get it back in other boxes we find later on. We can use it as a storage."

Frisk nodded in understanding and placed the glove back into the box.

*Oh? There's a bag in here.*

"Hm? Cool! We could probably use it to put our stuff in."

Frisk reached in and picked the slightly dusty bag up; Cry then took it from her, slinging it onto his back.

He winked at Frisk.

"I'll be a gentleman and carry the heavy stuff, alright?"

Frisk huffed before smiling.

*Thanks.*

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The two ran into a few more monster--different from the one they met in the RUINS.

The main ones they met so far were Snowdrakes, who were pretty okay as long as you laughed at their jokes.

Cry and Frisk managed to get through all of the fights unscathed; their SOULs were safe and sound, glowing softly by their chests.

They would slide around on the ice; Cry would help Frisk with her balancing.

All in all, the two had fun.

Cry and Frisk then found a path leading to a small cliff area.

There was snowman there.

"Ah. Hello there."

Frisk quickly hid behind Cry out of reflex; the brunet gamer merely grinned widely and waved.

"Hey! What up?"

The Snowman's expression didn't change--since it was a mass of snow and it's mouth and eyes were pieces of coal.

"Can you two...do me a favor? I...want to see the world. Please take a piece of me with you."

Cry nudged at Frisk encouragingly; she fidgeted before shuffling over to the Snowman, taking only a small fistfull of the friendly monster.

The Snowman's smile seemed to brighten some how.

"Thank you. Have a safe journey."

Frisk looked worriedly at the snow she had cupped in her hands; she looked over at Cry.

*This won't melt, will it?*

Cry grinned, unzipping his bag as they both started to walk away from the Snowman.

"I'm sure it's magical snow! So it probably won't melt."

Frisk placed the snow in the backpack; Cry zipped the bag up and continued their trek.

Something shining caught Cry's eye.

"Hey, what's that?"

Frisk perked up.

*It's um.....a SAVE point!*

She touched the light and a black box popped up; it showed both of their stats.

She saved their file.

*Ok! Let's go.*

When they trudged on the pathway, they heard voices.