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5/05/2019
We arrive at Main Street with the mimic trailing behind.
[Rave Witch Temmie] "...did u feel a drop of rain???" We ask it. We then begin to feel many more drops of rain as we notice that there's a rainstorm localized entirely over Main Street. Why in the world is it raining here? I'm pretty sure it wasn't raining back at the pier. But even worse, an entire store has burned down into a charred wreck.
"onooooo!!!1 dere was a big fire!!1!!1"
"Oh geez..." I think, "If only we'd gotten here sooner, maybe we could have put it out with our ice magic..."
[Mimic] The mimic continues to follow the tem, stopping momentarily when it sees the rain. After a second it holds the note close to its chest and looks to the tem. It’s raining. A lot. Whatever happened here, Gemini definitely doesn’t want to have anything to do with it if it comes back. The mimic skips to keep following the tem.
[Rave Witch Temmie] "well... i gess da gud news is dat it wasnt da restarunt..." We say. "cmon, da restarunts dis way." We consider getting down on all fours in order to run out of the rain more quickly, but decide against it because we don't want to get our front paws dirty on the wet ground. We cover our head as best we can with our paws and continue towards the plaza, trusting that the mimic will follow.
[Mimic] The mimic nods and runs after the tem. What’s a restaurant like? Gemini seems to be getting excited, not really caring about the rain at all. How much food will they find the creature wonders! Maybe it could eat a chair!
[Rave Witch Temmie] We manage to make it to the plaza, though not without getting our hair and clothes wet from the rain. Thankfully, it seems to be letting up as we move farther from main street and further into the plaza. We turn around and gesture to the mimic again.
“here we are. dats the restarunt. lets go inside!1!!” We step inside Grillby’s pub.
[Mimic] The mimic notices where the tem is going and runs ahead, straight into the door to Grillby’s. As soon as the tem steps inside the mimic shakes it off and follows through. That was embarrassing.
[Rave Witch Temmie] The mimic has just rushed ahead of us and has crashed into the door before we could get to it. We pass the mimic and open the door, keeping it open so the mimic can follow us inside.
"woa, u ok??" We ask as soon as we're both in the restaurant. "dats not how u open a door. dunt hit ur hed next time, ok???"
Some wall-eyed, green-skinned, bird-faced man NPC is standing behind the counter, staring blankly at us.
"hey... ur not Grillbz!!1 weres Grillbz???" We ask him. He gestures to the door to the back room. "oh..." We reply, "den who r yu???" He points at his name tag. Instead of a name, it reads "TEMP WORKER". "uh... ok." We shrug.
"my new frends rlly hungry!!1!1 can u get him sum fries???" We slide 10 credits across the counter, which the temp worker takes, and then he goes into the back room. "oooo boy!1!" We cheer, "ur foods almost here!1!1!! hes gonna go get it for yu!1!!"
[Mimic] The mimic looks around, rubbing the middle of it’s face. Wow! WOW! This place is amazing! Gemini lands his sight on a nearby chair, its mouth hanging open and it’s eyes practically sparkling. This thing- it’s so... so beautiful! It’s so big! The mimic starts to get a bit of tunnel vision as it slowly steps closer and closer to the chair that’s probably like twice its height. Can it just... you know... eat the chair?
The bird-headed temp worker comes back to the counter with a small tray of fries.
[Rave Witch Temmie] "thank yu!1!" We say as we take the tray and turn towards the mimic, who appears to be eyeing a chair for some reason. "hey, heres yur fries!!1!"
[Mimic] “Bris?” the mimic turns, the strange look lingering in it’s eyes as it’s pupils dart around the tem, looking them all over for food. Something about the look feels empty, hollow, soulless, as if the only thing it can know- can even think of- is filling the bottomless void within. A look yerning for something new, something full, something that could possibly satisfy it! But it can never be satisfied. It’s eyes lock onto the tray and Gemini swivels around seemingly preparing to dart forward, the note and pencil dragging on the ground along with it’s arms. “briiiiiis!!” is shouts at it darts forward with its mouth open and ready to devour.
[Rave Witch Temmie] "eeep!!1" We dart backwards, dropping all the fries on the ground by accident. Yikes, we weren't expecting that! We had been planning on getting another plate of fries for ourselves, hoping that the two- or rather- three of us would be able to sit down and enjoy a nice meal together. Especially since unlike last time, Baku's not here to make it super awkward for us. But I guess that's not happening. We're just going to have to back off and let our ravenous acquaintance eat. It doesn't look like it cares that its food fell on the floor, anyway.
[Mimic] The mimic dives to the ground for the fries as a long tongue shoots out and gabs some, zipping back into the depths it cane from. Around the same time it drops the writing utensils and goes to pick up fries with it’s hands too. After a few seconds it sits down cross legged almost and just munches away at the fries. It doesn’t take long for them all to be gone. When they are gone the mimic stares at the plate, seemingly contemplating eating the tray. If Gemini is given time it would make a slight gurgling sound as it lies down on is side, looking at the underside of the tray and plate. Maybe it could eat it? Who would miss it, anyway?
[Rave Witch Temmie] "uh... o no, yur still hungry... ok, i-ill get yu some more...!!1" We slide twenty credits across the counter to the temp worker, who had been staring wordlessly at the scene the whole time. "t-two more, quick!!1!" He turns and walks back into the other room again, not really making an effort to hurry up. "p-pleas hurry..." We plead, "hes so hungry..."
Hopefully, once we give him the next batch of fries, we'll be able to pick up our pencil off the floor without worrying about the thing biting our paw off, or something. We don't really care about the sticky note, though- he can keep that. It wasn't ours to begin with. And the studly douchebag who put it in there certainly doesn't need it back.
[Mimic] Gemini makes an excited sound that almost sounds like a meow before reaching to eat the fries again. It seems so happy! Too bad they have to trade things to get food. Luckily the mimic only sees it as trading tiny rubbish for much bigger delicious rubbish, so it’s not going to go for the money itself or even the tem. That would be a waste! It lets the tem take the pencil back and continues scarfing down fries until they’re gone too. This time it doesn’t consider eating the plate. That would be rude! At the same time Gemini seems to decide that’s enough for now. It doesn’t want to steel from the kind creature that was nice enough to sacrifice for it. The mimic stands and looks to the raver witch thing, this time about as normal a look as it can give. Smiling would probably be creepy so it doesn’t smile, instead holding the tray and stuff out as if asking what to do with it.
[Rave Witch Temmie] We put the pencil back into our hat and then take the tray... plate... thing. Then we stretch an arm out to pick up the other two, and bring them over to the trash. "dere we go..." We say, dropping the used trays in the bin. We turn back to the mimic. "yu all done???"
[Mimic] The mimic seems distracted by the stretchy arms. It looks down to it���s arms and starts playing with them for a bit. When it’s asked about being done it looks up before looking around. Gemini picks up the note before looking around seemingly for another writing utensil. It begins to hop around, looking between forks and such for something that could leave a mark. Seems it still wants to be able to write and communicate.
[Rave Witch Temmie] Oh, oops, looks like our pal over here still needs our pencil. We reluctantly take it out of our hat again and offer it to the mimic.
"here, yu can use dis again... yur gonna need to erase everythin yu rote befor, tho. yu no how 2 use da eraser?"
[Mimic] The mimic takes the pencil back and writes again in some still free space, not listening to the tem’s advice at all. “Is there a way to get food without sacrificing anything? Is there a pile of stuff people don’t want maybe?” The new note reads. It seems it left enough space for that. Not to mention there’s still a backside!
[Rave Witch Temmie] We lean in and squint reeeeeally hard... How the heck was he able to write words that small? We can barely read them! "uuuhh... c-can yu rite dat again on da othr side? its too small to read..."
[Mimic] The mimic gives them a face before retracting and writing once again. It’s the same message but now in bold, filling up the entire note, treating them as if they’re blind.
[Rave Witch Temmie] Oh wow, we can definitely read it now. Geez Louise. "uhhh... i, uh, well, yu cant just take food and not pay... dats not nice."
We then glance over at the trash bin. The only "pile of stuff people don't want" that we know of is in there. "i gess dere mite be food peeps didnt want in dere..." we say, "but its not gud anymore cuz its all dirty an gross."
[Mimic] The mimic looks over in the direction they’re talking about before setting the pencil and note down and skipping over to the trash. It seems it doesn’t care at all as it starts digging through.
[Zara] Zara strolled past the window, checked inside like a kid attached to a desert in a stall side before stepping inside and planting herself on a seat on the edge of the window platform, staring out halfheartedly as she ordered three shots of gin with a coffee, her eyes kept lurking on a wilting patch of yellow small flowers, trampled underfoot in forgetfulness of the past, she sighed, rubbing her cheek softly as she yawned, her tail wrapping and unfurling around chair and leg after collecting her drinks she downed one shot, flicked a coin back into the tips, then another and repeated, doing the same again until skulling down the coffee, she let out a gasp as she tossed another coin perfectly in, like she had some magic luck, before passing out on the desk.
[Rave Witch Temmie] We stare in shock as the creature shoves its head and arms into the flap on the side of the bin. We can't see what it's eating from here, but that's probably for the best.
"wa-?!?! nonono, dats all dirty!1!1 u dont want dat!1! its-"
Our attention is then diverted to some cat lady that walked in, and has started guzzling down drink after drink. We watch her, with the same expression of bewilderment that we watched the mimic with, as she drinks and throws coins into the tip jar, until she finishes and her head finally drops and hits the counter. "uh... y-yu ok???" We ask. We feel a bit guilty for not stopping her sooner, but she was drinking so quickly that we didn't really get a chance to say anything until she was done. She drank all of those so fast that we're surprised she didn't choke on any of them! Sheesh!
[Mimic] Almost as if the tem’s yells have no effect at all, the mimic isn’t affected at all! Who woulda thunk? The mimic wiggles around as it tries to push itself further into the bin to eat. Maybe it doesn’t care about dirty things? Maybe it doesn’t care what random stuff goes in it’s mouth? Maybe that’s why it was eyeing the tray so strangely. At least it knows that whatever’s in the trash is what people don’t want. Basically nothing changes with Gemini. It’s just going to be emptying the entire trash for the time being.
[Rave Witch Temmie] No response from the cat-eared person. We, the cat-and-dog-eared person, don't feel comfortable leaving this lady here unconscious by herself, despite the obvious lack of any genocidal, old-timey telephones nearby to take advantage of her. Though, since our mimic pal seems like he's going to be occupied with eating garbage for a while, we don't have much more reason to stay except out of concern for the passed-out patron. We were going to eat here, but... we kind of lost our appetite.
"hey, bird guy??" We ask the temp worker, who had been wordlessly serving drinks to said patron until she passed out, "can yu keep an eye on her, please??? we dont want no1 doin nuthin bad to her..." The temp worker glances in our direction. Without changing his blank expression, he gives us a thumbs up. "thank yu..." We say, as we turn around and head out the door.
[Mimic] After some time digging through the trash the mimic manages to empty everything from the can except the bag. Since that’s taken care of, Gemini pushes itself back out of the can and stumbles on the floor for a moment, looking around. Where did that other person go? Did they run away? They probably ran. Of course they ran. They always ran before. The mimic slumps as it thinks and goes to pick up the note and pencil if they’re still here before leaving.
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aerishikari · 7 years
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L’étranger: CHP 7
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Disclaimer: This story idea come from @redkammy who is writing his version of the story too. Here is mine. Sorry for the english, It’s not my native language and I translated it myself.
Warning: injury, swears, lot of worries
Finally, sentry's life did not suit to him any more. He needed more, he needed a work which pleased him, of a work to occupy its thoughts. Sans would not have wanted to see him being even lazier than usually.
If he had to live for two, he had to move one. And it is what he did.
He went to see Undyne to ask her if she’d like him to work with her, like the old time, when Gerson was still Royal Scientist. He liked science since his childhood. To the great displeasure of his father. The old knight would have preferred that his two sons follow his tracks.
But, even as a child, Papyrus did not like fighting and did not appreciate that his father entails his fragile older brother to fight. His soul still warmed itself by thinking of the time when Sans still called him Egghead. It was another time, when he was fascinated, where he( was not conscious of temporal jumps. Where his parents were still there … Where Sans and were inseparable.
He still had ideas, ambitions that he had pushed far away, very far. More and more with every Reset.
If this timeline had to last, hz might as well spend the most of it trying to concretize its ideas. At least, if everything had to begin again, he would have new data to assert or counter his hypotheses.
He suspected although Temmie would Reset before being completely bored. Except, all this situation was really new for everybody. Papyrus hoped only that the plushes could go back far enough to let Sans come back … He had accepted his loss but, at the bottom of his soul he prayed for Reset allowing him to see his bro again as quickly as possible.
But in the meantime, he would do his best.
Undyne had accepted wholeheartedly, but had asked him to stay far from the lab, the time to prepare a little place for him. But Papyrus preferred to work at his home anyway. The important was that he have the pay which went with the job. And the resources for his researches.
He just needed to convince Alphys to leave to him his pay while he would not have time to take care of all his stations any more. But Undyne had taken care of that for him. And the Captain had been really accommodating.
He had moved his brother’s computer in his room and had tinkered it a little with elements found in the dump. All this on his spare time.
Once the computer improved, he began to work seriously for the first time since... he did not know when.
So began a new routine, Sans would have been proud. He got up by himself in the morning to go to one of its last stations, ate at Muffet, returned home to work on his theories or go out to verify some data, had dinner at Muffet, then took care of his second station in the evening before coming back home to rest..
He had his weekend, which he spent working on his computer when he was not with the Fell brothers. The life continued, slowly but surely.
When he had news on his researches, he sent a mail to Undyne. She was her boss after all. But she could not understand the extent of his researches and their application. After all, he was the last one of his universe, to his knowledge, to know about the multiple timelines.
The more he( worked and the less he saw the time go by. But also he realized all that he had missed. A birth here, engagement there and number of not celebrated birthdays.
And he realized that he was not alone … Two other monsters had disappeared too without leaving track between Waterfall and Hotland. Their disappearance had been discovered late, they were monsters without family, rather solitary persons. Their disappearance had been noticed only when their employers began to wonder why they did not come to work anymore.
They had all disappeared off camera at various time. And nobody had spoken about it to Papyrus. And that infuriated him. To know this information would have been able to help him to know what had happened to Sans. But thinking back, he also understood why  no one told about it earlier. He was now conscious of his past state.
Going after a clue which could lead nowhere  would have pushed him even farther in its frenzy. He was only a sentry. His only job was to look for human… The cases of disappearance were royal guard’s business.
So he let it pass. He just asked Alphys to tell him if she discovered anything, in the exchange of the promise that he would not run after any little information like a crazy.
He hated making promises. But he accepted.
He resumed his work just like that. Shared between the desire to have news about the disappearances and the consciousness that any new clue would be a new tragedy too.
 After two weeks without hearing about Edge and Red, he began to worry.
He had a doubt one moment on their friendship. Was he too pathetic? Were they fed up with him?
Or they thought that he had overcome his mourning and did not feel any more useful. Papyrus found it hard to fell asleep for several nights with these questions. He had to know why they didn’t come anymore and took one day to go to visit them in their world.
He crossed the portal then teleported directly in the lounge, knowing perfectly well that the basement’s door was closed. At least, he avoided the air in charge of dust from the outside.
" Red? Edge? Is someone there? " He asked.
He heard something fall on the ground from upstair followed by a swearword. Papyrus waited by looking at the rail between the two rooms. Red bursted out of the Edge’s room.
" Who is the asshole who … Oh it is you! "
He seemed really irritated at the beginning but his face became softer by seeing his visitor. Red looked more tired than usual, the rings under his eyes were even more accentuated and face more tightened.
" Yes, sorry to come unannounced. I did not see you for a long time and I said to myself that it was the Bone-casion to say  Bone-jour! "
He laughed at his own pun but was surprised seeing that Red didn’t reacted that much. His eternal grin only twitched up during one second but nothing more.
" Very funny … Very … Come up, don’t stay down below like a moron. "
" I thought that you’d come down but if you insist. "
Papyrus climbed staircases normally. He was lazy but not to the point to use the teleportation when it was not needed.
"You don’t look well Red, is everything okay?"
"Nah … You … You don’t come at the best time but, the Boss would not want me to throw you out like that." Papyrus did not like these words, speak about Edge to the conditional was uneasy to hear.
"Where he is?"
"In his room …" Red entered in said room and Papyrus followed him silently. Edge’s looked like Sans’s one but in tints black and red. The bed here was not in the shape of a rocket but in the shape of plane. A very childish design,  tagged this and there to have an edgier and more dangerous appearance.
But Papyrus did well not care about the bed in itself, the important was the skeleton who stay in it. His own face in sharper, seemed to sleep peacefully. But an important quantity of bandage recovered his body. One enclosed his skull partially, his arms was in the same state and Papyrus could see exceeding from the cover that some covered his double’s ribs.
He stayed a moment forbidden in front of the show offering itself for him while Red went to sit down on the bed, very close to his brother. A very big book was on the ground, pages were damaged by the fall. It was doubtless the source of the noise heard sooner.
Red took a moment better Edge cover with the cover. His face was attentive to the slightest sign of discomfort and his eyes reflect the concern which he felt.
"What happened to him?"
"Alphys …"
Papyrus looked at his friend, perplexed.
" Alphys? "
" Yep … But not only that. Well, we had a reset of several months. Now we are synchronized again with your universe by a few days I believe… Everything went normally until Undyne asks a favor to my bro. You see, she tries none stop to impress the other crazy… Alphys. Here she’s the Royal Scientist and, believe me, you do not want to approach her.
Apparently she had lost one of her dangerous experiments. She spoke about it to Undyne by saying that she would take care of everything but here is that, Undyne asked Pap to look for this thing. To show to Alphys that she has relations in the guard, you see the thing. "
" It is this thing which put him like that? "
" I don’t know … I doubt it. Somebody tried to smash his skull from behind. And when you know my brother, you know that he’s always on his guard. To attack him from behind he must be distracted by something. "
Red took the hand of his brother and squeezed it slowly.
" He went out there only because Undyne was near. The Boss really know how to choose his friends … It is to kill or to be to kill and nevertheless, she saved him. "
Papyrus put a compassionate hand on his friend’s shoulder.
" And there is no way to know what really happened? I mean… Undyne was there, she has of to see something, no? "
" Nah, according to her he was attacked by one of the creatures that Alphys does not keep in cage. A kind of demonic dog according to her. Or several dogs, she is not quite sure but at the same time I believe that she too is a bit crazy on the edges.
And impossible of have access to the camera videos of the other silly bitch. I think that it’s her who put Pap in this state. "
" Why would she do that? "
" Several reasons. At first, she does not like that the Royal Guard get involved in his affairs. Her experiments are a secret for nobody but, like everybody, she has to have some dirty secrets. It’s not for nothing if we say in the place: rather die that to finish at Alphy’s.
She would also have want to keep him for an experiment. I know from a good source that she always wanted to test things on skeletons. Unfortunately for her, Asgore refused her to use Pap or me because we are too important. Besides we are the last ones. With the Boss in her lab, it was the ideal opportunity for her.
And finally her jealousy . I know that she is madly in love with Undyne and that she does not see their friendship from a good eye. She sees Pap as a rival to eliminate, what I can understand. Friendship it is really rare in this shity world. "
Papyrus hesitated one moment before asking slowly.
" Can I… Can I do something? Anything?"
" Yeah … Maybe … I dunno you … You can stay a little if you want. Pap would be pleased to see you when he will wake up.”
" Don’t you want me to use my healing magic? Maybe I… "
" Nah, I am in loaded there. But can you watch him for a moment? I did not sleep since … "
" Since when he’s in this state? "
Red massed(massaged) the space between his(her) orbits of the free hand. It seemed ready to crack(fail,tear). Papyrus did not really like seeing his friend in this state.
" Three days. I am scared to leave him alone, Stretch! I am afraid that he falls to dust if I look away just one minute! We manage to get along not so long ago, I lost to much years with him because of my bullshit, I can not lose him now! "
Papyrus slowly shook his friend.
" Hey! Calm down... Calm down Red, you won’t lose him. And you need to sleep. Go to sleep, I stay with Edge. I will not leave my eyes from him and I”ll call you if anything happen okay? "
" O-okay … I … I’ll fetch my pillow and my blanket I-I return. "
" Not, stay, I’ll go get them. Stay with your bro two minutes, I come back. "
Papyrus slowly went out of the room but glanced at Red while passing the door. The latter had eyes only for the wounded skeleton, he was really in a bad state emotionally speaking. What it what he looked like when Sans disappeared? Papyrus was not really conscious of what it had od or tell during this period of his life.
He went in Red’s room to get back pillows and cover for his friend. Once in the room, he began to shake and tears run down his face. To see Edge in this state was really upsetting, more than he would have believed it. He felt bad to not have been for his friends from the beginning. Yes, he did not know but still.
He dared to imagine that the Fell bros abandoned hiùm while … It was all the opposite. It was him who had not been there. He felt like shit. He wanted to redeem himself.
He taken one moment to inhale slowly and dry his tears. He had to show himself strong for Red. Then he came back to the other room
Red already slept when he arrived, holding his brother’s hand like his life depended on it, half curled up in a ball on the side of the big bed.
Papyrus put the blanket on him and sat down in the near desk chair
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Dance Club RP Aftermath
...We've been sitting here long enough. We should head out, too. We get down from our chair and slowly plod our way out the door.
We leave the dance club, our legs still tired from having danced for so long. We could try to get on our broom and fly back to the Pocket Dorms, but that might be a bad idea since both of us are so worn out. How would we be able to navigate our way in the air when we both have so little energy? It would probably be safer to walk back to the harbor and take a boat back.
We make our way to Main Street.
Temmie and I are slowly making our way down Main Street, heading back to the harbor. We'd like to go faster, but our legs just don't have the energy to. Man, oh man are we pooped...
Temmie and I keep walking...
...Slowly...
Come on, just a little farther, we’re almost to the harbor...
We stop walking for a moment.
“hooman... im tired...”
“i kno, i am too, but its not much farthr. just a little more and wel be there.”
“i dun wanna keep goin...”
“i kno, Tem, i kno...”
“im so tirrrrred...”
“we can stop for a sec if you want.”
“ok, human...” We stop walking and take a few deep breaths. We’re almost there. Almost. Just a little farther. Just a little. We can do this...
[Johan] As Johan walks along he gets distracted by someone in the distance. He doesn’t see the tem again but he does see some random person past them, probably in the direction of wherever they’re going. As if he suddenly gained tunnel vision, Johan begins to run over, right past the tem and human combo, and slows down again only when he’s close to the other. From behind he silently summons a pair of parasites. Wonder how this will turn out...
[Rave Witch Temmie] "wh-wha??"
We see Johan run by. When did he get here? We don't really want to see him again. We just want to go home. We wearily continue on our way to the harbor...
...Who's that? And why's Johan standing behind them?
"...wat u doin dis time...??"
[Johan] Johan doesn’t heat the tem. He doesn’t seem to hear anything. He softly tosses the parasites onto the monster’s shoulders causing them to try and knock one of them off. Before they could get to the other, it jumps to their face causing them to let out a muffled squeal, trying to grasp to get it off. Before they could yank the parasite off their mouth/nostril area, Johan pulls them back, holding the parasite closer, at the same time as his hand starts to glow. Not even a second passes by before he seems to blast a sudden burst of energy into them and immediately retracting the same amount, and it seems to overwhelm the other, knocking them out. After that horrifying few seconds, Johan softly sets them down, checking for a pulse and breathing and everything, before holding his hand against them, a soft light flowing from the monster to his hand. You gotta do what you gotta do, right?
[Rave Witch Temmie] "EEP!" We shriek. What in the world did he just do...?! Those awful little things... they weren't just taking sneaky little bites this time, Johan outright attacked that dude with them! What in the...?! What...??
"h-h-hooman...?!?1"
"y-y-yea...??"
"h-h-h-hes scarin meeeee!!1" We shudder very hard, which probably isn't a good thing considering how little energy we have left. We ought to be using what strength we have left to make the last leg of the trip back to the harbor. We're very close now, just a liiiiittle bit farther to go, but instead, we stand in place, shuddering and staring in horror at Johan and the downed monster.
[Johan] Johan continues taking magic for a bit before suddenly the monster starts snoring. At first it seems to just creep Johan out, but then suddenly one of them becomes really loud out of nowhere, causing Johan to jump back with a really weird yelp. “yeEAKANA!” he stares for a bit before trying to cover their mouth to no avail. They’re still making those sounds! He looks around in a panic before just moving them to the side of the street, hoping nothing bad happens as a result. By this point he decided that he should stop with this one and backs away, looking around to see if anyone else is around, finally seeing the tem, causing him to jump. “YACH!” he yelps. After a second he smiles nervously. “Wh-what did you-... I-I can explain! S-sorta... maybe? Not really... it’s not what you think!” He starts to panic, his face turning colors as he moves his hands and stuff trying to find the words he needs. How do you explain that it’s fine because you are a literal parasite leeching off of everyone around you?
[Rave Witch Temmie] "wawawawawat did yu just do??? who was dat?? whyd yu put yur bitey thingy on em?? why yu keep makin' bitey wormy thingys?? yur scarin me!1! and yur scarin my hooman!1! human doesnt liek dem!1!"
[Johan] Johan stammers for a bit before finally he starts whining when he speaks. “L-Look I was hungryyy! If I went any longer without a proper amount of energy I would probably die! I think. I never found out- but I don’t want to! I don’t wanna die, ya know? A-and look! They’re fine!” he holds up their arm which they immediately pull away and scratch themselves with. “see? No wounds! Not death! Completely fine! Just a bit tired, see?” He looks genuinely scared at this point. No more judgement. He doesn’t want any more judgement. Not here at least. Not alone like this.
[Rave Witch Temmie] Hungry...?
...That's right, he said he was hungry back at the dance club, and then we told him to go get food at Grillby's, but he said he "didn't need that kind" of food.
Was this what he wanted, when he said he was hungry? Is that why those Fresh parasite-lookalikes have been following us around all day? Were they trying to do to us what they just did to that poor guy? We've been running into the little nuisances all day today, and the day before. We already know that the blue one at the harbor was Johan's, but he was also at Grillby's when we found the yellow one that tried to give us fries (and bit Baku), and the ones that were harassing us at the dance club had to have come from him, too, since he was there with us for a while. ...This is why they've been following us all this time. Johan's been sending them after us to suck up our energy, just like leeches!
Temmie, sensing my discomfort, says "awawawa...!! no more wormys!1! no more biteys!!1 i dun wana get eaten!!!1 WAAAAAAAAA!1!!" We turn around and attempt to run, but we trip over because oh yeah, we're way too tired to run. Oopsie.
[Johan] Johan doesn’t hear their thought process, all he sees is their fear, which of course cause him to become more afraid. He starts to tear up, about to say something before he’s interrupted. He watches them run but jolts when they trip, running over. “are you ok?? I’m so sorry! I didn’t mea-“ he stops himself and steps back, panicking and unsure what to do. They must not want to see him again... but they might need help. What if they’re hurt? He’d probably know actually. But what if it’s a really bad bruise? What if they’re knocked out? He’s lost and confused, and doesn’t know what to do. The other two parasites he forgot to retract just watch with concern. One of them even looks offended. They’re not bad! They’re just hungry! A purple one approaches when Johan doesn’t.
[Rave Witch Temmie] "ungh..." We try to push ourself up, but don't have the energy to get ourselves off of our belly. "c-c'mon... j-just a litl... push... nnngh...!” We grunt, our voice strained. Ugh, this was the worst time to fall over. We need to get back up. We need to leave. We need to...
We flop back down, panting.
[Johan] Johan continues to panic, not sure what to do about the fallen fear endused tem. The parasite however goes to find the tem’s face, staring as if asking for permission for whatever it’s going to do. It wants to help, even if they want to kill it. Johan of course doesn’t seem to notice as he has started pacing, tears falling down his face as he continues talking to himself, panic and fear filling his mind. The second parasite just starts backing away from the situation altogether and goes back to the snoring monster to take a bit of power again. Not too much of course.
[Rave Witch Temmie] "pant... pant... pant... h-huh?? n-n-noooo!1!1 dont eat meeee!1!!1 nooooo!1!!!" We sweep our paw in front of us, trying to swat the purple parasite. "dont eat meeeee!!1"
[Johan] The parasite jumps to avoid the swatting and continues to avoid it if they continue. It looks at the tem sadly whenever the swatting stops. Maybe it can’t get too close then. It opens a small mouth and seems to blow out, a bit of a mist like light flowing out before being trapped in a ball. The purple peep practically drains itself of all of its energy into this ball, flopping over in exhaustion when it’s done. But it’s not done yet. It slowly gets back up and makes an attempt to push the light into the tem so they can get some energy back. If it succeeds in giving them energy, it speaks, a bit broken and tired sounding. “Fo-... give... him?” of course it would immediately faint from exhaustion, but if it couldn’t get the energy to them immediately it would continue straining itself until either it did or it died. Johan doesn’t notice as he’s now lost in his muttering, though he does stop for a moment when the magic is completely out of the peep.
[Rave Witch Temmie] "awawawaa... wh-wha...??"
We stop swatting, and gasp at the sight of the glowing ball of light the parasite has just created. "wat is... dat...??" We shudder and attempt to back up as the parasite pushes the ball of light at us, but we only manage to back up our head a little before the ball of light touches us.
We squeeze our eyes shut in anticipation, expecting to have our energy drained like the other monster... But instead, the opposite happens, and we feel a little bit more energized. "wh... wha?? h-how-"
And then, we hear something that neither one of us would have ever expected to hear. The parasite... TALKED to us?!?!
[Johan] Well, all that’s left now is a small deflated remains of a purple parasite thingy. Johan seems to finally realize what happened and stands, slowly and hesitantly approaching. The other parasite stops what it’s doing and goes to run over, almost sensing its partner dying. Of course it would also approach the tem and stop by the purple husk, prodding at it with its face sadly, trying to see if the other would wake up. If you think about them as living beings, it gets really sad. But really they’re just summons that have emotions and not quite developed lives yet. They only care about the well-being of the whole and one dying is only saddening for the moment. Johan takes it harder though. He actually seems to be taking it well as he’s completely silent.
[Rave Witch Temmie] We watch in bewilderment as the other parasite slithers over to check on the one that just gave us its energy. Is... Is it actually showing concern for its fellow parasite? Is it worried about it? But how...?? This is unbelievable. Fresh parasites don't act like this. There's no way a Fresh parasite would behave in such an altruistic manner as this one has. They're much too selfish for that. While being concerned about their brethren isn't entirely out of the question, I certainly wouldn't expect a Fresh parasite to put itself in harm's way in order to ensure the safety of another. To them, their own safety comes first, above all else. On the other hand, the purple parasite has just given up its own energy in order to help us. That is, without a doubt, the most un-Fresh-parasite-like behavior it could have possibly displayed. It has just done the complete polar opposite of what Fresh parasites do. There is absolutely no way a Fresh parasite would ever be willing to do something so incredibly selfless, for someone they barely know. This creature has gone completely against what being a Fresh parasite is all about. Unless...
...It's not a Fresh parasite.
Realization flashes across our face. These creatures that have been stalking us all day...
...they are NOT Fresh parasites.
[Johan] The second parasite looks up to the tem before looking behind them for Johan. It then picks up the purple one and skips away to find Johan, who is just frozen in shock and fear. He slowly goes to pick up the parasites, muttering to himself again. “It’s ok, it’s ok, I’ve got more it’s fine it’s ok, they’re not-... they’re not al-... they come back- it’s fine it’s ok-“ he starts shaking a bit, failing to calm himself down. He decides to take the parasites back for now but he finds himself falling to the ground, continuing the mutterings and the crying. Yeah ok he’s not taking it well.
[Rave Witch Temmie] They can't be Fresh parasites- they just can't be! They may be colorful and slug-shaped like Fresh parasites, but they aren't acting like Fresh parasites right now at all! Looking out for each other, giving us energy, talking to us without a host- heck, they haven't even been trying to take over anyone's bodies, just suck energy from them, like fleas, ticks, leeches, or other such external parasites would do. But Freshes are internal parasites. They need to stay inside their host to stay safe. The only reason they'd ever come out is to transfer to a new host, but again, these parasites only seem interested in leeching energy from others, not taking control of them.
Another odd thing is that Johan said that he was hungry, and yet it's the parasites that are doing all the energy-sucking... are they able to transfer their energy back to him somehow? Is there a mature parasite inside of Johan that's sending the lesser ones out to gather energy for it? This is all so unusual... Although Temmie doesn't know what Fresh parasites are (or really any parasites, for that matter), she does sense my confusion, and feels confused, herself, as a result. We finally manage to push ourselves up to a kneeling position, and turn to face Johan. "...yu ok??"
[Johan] Johan has curled up on the ground, hugging himself and trying to stop his crying and fear. When the tem speaks he looks up, quivering as he can’t resist the tears falling from his face. The parasites are gone, no one else is around. He is alone and afraid, and it shows clearly. “P-Please... don’t kill me!” he curls up more, the tape holding his glasses up starting to peel off causing his eyes to be visible. They’re closed at the moment, but they might be able to be seen later.
[Rave Witch Temmie] Kill...? Kill him?? What in the world is he... just a few moments ago, Temmie and I were thinking that we were the ones in danger! "wawawa...??? w-wat u talkin about?" We ask anxiously. His panicking is making us feel panicky, too.
[Johan] “W-well-...” he looks away, scooting back. “anyone else would, r-right? What do I have to know you wouldn’t also, for knowing I’m a parasite?” he shifts to push his glasses back up, but still trying to seem small. In a way it works, seeing as how he’s just a kid. Who knows what age, but still less than 20 or so.
[Rave Witch Temmie] "w-w-w-wa?? wat yu mean? wats a parry site??"
[Johan] Johan slowly uncurls when he hears them speak. “W-Well. A parasite is defined by a creature that takes from others without doing anything in return. Basically, a one sided deal. I-I try not to kill anyone, b-but I still need to take energy to survive. Apparently regular food doesn’t seem to work. It probably doesn’t process right in larger amounts. I don’t know really.” He shrugs nervously. At least he’s not curled up anymore. His glasses fall again for a second to reveal what look to be a broken up heart shape and the other a weird star. It’s hard to tell since he pushes them back up the moment he notices his glasses fell.
[Rave Witch Temmie] "are... are yu... yu gonna be ok??"
[Johan] Johan nods, looking up again trying to smile. “Maybe. I think I got enough for now, and no one’s hurt, right? They’ll get up in a few hours I think. Maybe less. The first one didn’t have much to spare though...” He stands up, holding his glasses to his face. “Yea, I’ll be fine...”
[Rave Witch Temmie] We look to the downed monster. "...yu sure hes gonna be ok??" We walk over and rub their head. "hey!1 yu ok??"
[Johan] Well if it’s the one they actually saw him take from then they don’t respond, being fast asleep. Snoring continues as what is probably some sort of frog monster with bull horns is just completely knocked out. “I-I think so. I make sure I don’t take too much. You’re ok after all, right?” Maybe he shouldn’t have mentioned that night actually.
[Rave Witch Temmie] "yea, im feelin a litl bettr... cuz yur purpl thing made me feel bettr..." I suppose there's not much else we can do at this point. The other monster isn't waking up, and, although we can walk again, we don't have the energy to try to move the other out of the street. They are at least still breathing, though, so as long as no one steps on them while they're out cold, I suppose we won't need to worry about them. Heck, maybe the next person to find them laying out here could help them. But as for us, it's time to go home and get some well-deserved rest. We look back at Johan one last time and say...
"...thanks."
[Johan] Johan watches, a bit concerned but mostly calmed down. At the last part he smiles softly, genuinely glad they don’t seem so afraid of him anymore. “You’re welcome.” He’s not sure for what, it just made sense to make sure they stayed alive for a later date, but what does he know? He’s a literal parasite with the only intent of survival. What would he know about what others think?
[Rave Witch Temmie] And with that, we turn and walk the rest of the way to the harbor.
At last, at long last we have made it back to the harbor. It's finally time for us to go back to our nice, safe, cozy room in the Pocket Dorms and get some sleep. We board a boat, sit back, and relax as it takes us back to the Pocket Dorms.
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