chapter 13

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Frisk Hatted Sans with a Burning passion. Really, Frisk told him of his fate, and he thinks Frisk is HIS PET!?

Sans placed a blue necklace around her neck. Apparently it was some sort of magic tracking device. Who play what did I get myself into? Frisk asked herself.

What Frisk really hated useless her magic was. She could see all futures. get the future that would lead her to this point wasn't of any help.

Singing almost instantly teleported away, making Frisk blink few times. Oh great the magic skeleton can teleport. oh could her luck get any worse.

first she fell down the bloody mountain because of a betrayal of her old partner. Then she was held captive me to be the little information rush to a pair obviously dysfunctional goat monsters. then she was being hunted down by every bloody bounty Hunter, royal guard, and surprisingly other outlaws.

Frisk lide in her bed, tired, exhausted, and terrified. Her prelude wouldn't let herself to show her fear in front of others. That bloody stubborn courage of hers.

Frisk was tempted to use that as an escape. But as soon as I thought came,she shot it down.

She was so close to escaping The underground, so close to getting her revenge, so close the seen her brother, mother, and father.

Toby laid on Frisk's cheat. Shaken from the experience. All first wanted to do was lay down and sleep. Sleep away all the issues, and problems the day have left for her.

Yet she couldn't. Adrenaline wouldn't let her. So instead of sleeping Frisk just started plotting.

She pays close attention to the futures playing in her mind. Finding which ones were going to give her the happy ending she desperately wanted. So many, so few.

If you are to blank in such a rush of so many things you would probably miss at least a hundred. But then again everything with choice a person makes affected the future every single word that they said or avoided saying. It was almost worth the headache but the pain was starting to get on Frisk's nerves.

" Sorry to drag you into this." Frisk said as she laid down on her homemade hammock. Do you feel bad for Toby even though he was just in the background a lot oh, he was a great friend, a great Ally. Loyal to the Bone and back. the kind of dog who would go straight to hell and back for thier best friend.

God I hope tomorrow is going to be better...

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